The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 448 - 263: It’s Time to Discipline the Spoiled One_2
She knew that some large banks had powerful Immortals and demons as their backers, possessing the authority to issue silver notes and organize large-scale auctions, collecting Spirit Stones and thus rolling in wealth. Miluo was simply making a bet with her, and giving her a medium-sized bank was already quite generous.
No worries, with her great abilities, this bank could be developed even more prosperously. Ning Xiaoxian gave a slight smile, tucked the contract away, and returned to the God Demon Prison.
In the small garden on the Fifth Floor.
She took out the white flower snake tongue grass. This Immortal Herb hadn’t eaten for over half the day, its temper was very irritable, its nine snake-like leaves hissing fiercely at her, looking very angry.
She curled her lips, casually tossed the Immortal Herb, esteemed like an ancestor by everyone, onto the soil.
When the white flower snake tongue grass landed on the jelly-like soil, it shivered all over, its snake leaves yelling even louder, the sound filled with panic.
What’s going on? She frowned, thinking to pick it up. Could it be that this thing can’t be planted in this soil? If that’s the case, then this deal is a huge loss for her!
But before she could act, the soil reacted first. Its transparent body contracted, and the roots of the white flower snake tongue grass were firmly sucked into the mud. The louder the snake leaves yelled, the faster the entire plant was absorbed into the soil.
Soon, the lowermost snake leaf was enwrapped in the mud. Standing by the field, she saw everything clearly; while still attached to the mother plant, this snake leaf was completely decomposed by the soil, leaving nothing behind!
The soil is known to devour anything, even the bodies of Divine Beasts, let alone a mere small plant?
Seeing this land ferociously devouring its own leaves, the previous arrogance of the snake tongue grass disappeared. Both leaves and stem trembled for a while before reluctantly drooping down.
The soil, unsatisfied, tightened its grip around it. The originally twisted stem of the snake tongue grass now stood straight, each snake leaf also tightly closed its mouth. The roots began to absorb nutrients from the soil, abandoning all those pretentious requirements like needing to feed on chicken or cow blood, or requiring accompanying black ants.
She tried to touch the snake leaves. Initially, the leaf wanted to resist, but as the soil moved, the little snake didn’t dare to budge, allowing her to stroke its round little head over and over.
Qiongqi squatted to the side and watched, unable to help but click his tongue in wonder: "This is truly a case of one creature overcoming another. The snake tongue grass puts on quite an act, but it has to behave in front of the soil!"
Ning Xiaoxian scoffed and said: "The snake tongue grass is just spoiled by Cultivators, where does it need all that ridiculous pampering? For such a spoiled little brat, it’s natural to be obedient after initially giving it seven or eight slaps and then giving it a scare."
She no longer hesitated, took out the Tusk, and with a swift hand, she chopped off the tiny bud from the snake tongue grass plant. The snake tongue grass seemed to shudder humanly in pain but dared not protest, only curling all its leaves into a bunch. She didn’t care and threw the little bud onto the soil.
Her method was actually quite brutal. If other Pill Masters saw it, they would probably scold her for wasting heavenly resources. But so what? As long as the small snake tongue grass could survive on the soil, it was fine.
She also casually fiddled with the plants in the garden for a while. Spring Blossoms and Autumn Fruits had grown almost ten feet tall, and the olive-shaped fruits gradually took on a red shine, seeming to mature; the ginseng fruit branch she had planted not long ago had grown into a towering big tree, its crown lush, numerous baby-shaped jade fruits shimmering with a faint light. Occasionally, ripe fruits fell down, accurately caught by the soil, then joyfully swallowed.
She casually plucked the three leaves with the deepest purple hue on the snake tongue grass, and the Immortal Herb obediently let her do as she wished. Then, under Qiongqi’s guidance, she picked many herbs before carrying the Pill Furnace back to the lower level.
The most important task today was to refine the God Transformation Pill she had promised to Li Jianming. She handed the materials in her hands to Changtian, but he shook his head and refused, "You should refine this elixir."
Ning Xiaoxian was shocked, thinking she had heard wrongly: "Me, refine?!"
The cost of refining this one Elixir was at least two hundred thousand Spirit Stones. She had just recently produced alchemy fire; how could she dare to refine such a Divine Pill? If she failed and ruined one, she would be so heartbroken that she would not eat or drink for several days.
"Not eating or drinking for a few days has no effect on your body," Changtian did not sympathize with the pitiful look on her face, "You have made great acquisitions these past few days, seen the heart in Cloud Sea, and resolved doubts by Ying River, your Divine Skills seeing the micro and knowing the macro have greatly advanced. I think you could give it a try!"
His expression was serious, not joking.
"But... but?" She bit her lip, not willing to comply.
"No buts!" Changtian, when discussing serious matters, was always stern and fair, "Although your alchemy fire is newly formed, it is of very high grade, and supported by Divine Skills of seeing the micro and knowing the macro, refining this Elixir might not be impossible. Even if you fail, the garden has abundant herbs, you can always start over. Now, no more nonsense, start immediately."
There was no escape. She shrugged her shoulders, tied her hair back, adjusted her breath, and then with a flick of her hand, she launched a wisp of alchemy fire into the furnace of the Pill Furnace.
Her alchemy fire was inherited from Changtian. His Six-colored Divine Fire was of extremely high grade, and during Body Refining, he had also left a very weak spark in her Dantian. Every day when practicing, she exerted great effort to nourish this tender sprout with her Divine Power.
If someone else dared to harbor a spark of Changtian’s Six-colored Divine Fire in their Dantian, it would surely be a death sentence, as the Divine Fire would burn them from the inside out leaving not even their Divine Soul intact, truly cursed never to be reborn. Fortunately, what she utilized was the Divine Power inherited from the same lineage, which could restrain and nourish the Divine Fire.
Even so, the small spark she extracted from her Dantian and placed into the furnace was barely bigger than a green bean. However, she had previously refined a Golden Core Pill with it, and now she was attempting to level up to refine a God Transformation Pill. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to visit qidian.com to vote for recommendation tickets and Monthly Tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read on m.qidian.com.)
