Chapter 64: Spirit Peach
Ning Qi didn’t know how similar the Condensing Gang Pill Formula he had reverse-engineered was to the original version, but the results spoke for themselves. Being able to refine Condensing Gang Pills was what mattered.
Without the slightest hesitation.
Ning Qi began pill refining.
One portion of medicinal herbs after another was consumed, and one Condensing Gang Pill after another came fresh out of the furnace.
Ning Qi was like an emotionless pill refining machine, with a terrifyingly high success rate.
But one must not think that refining Condensing Gang Pills was a simple matter. In fact, even those few factions capable of refining Condensing Gang Pills had extremely high failure rates, where it was normal to produce only one pill from ten portions of materials.
The reason Ning Qi could achieve such a high success rate naturally couldn’t be separated from his superhuman comprehension. He could easily discern the points prone to failure and make improvements.
Not only that.
His Myriad Manifestations Strength was also extremely crucial, allowing him to precisely adjust the heat as he wished, without the slightest deviation, accurate like a machine.
It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that if Ning Qi’s performance were known to others, he would likely be revered as the god of the Pill Way.
But Ning Qi remained calm inside.
The Pill Way was ultimately an external path. The reason he put effort into it was merely to gain benefits for the Martial Way in certain situations, to aid him in seeking longevity.
Several days later.
The True Martial Sect-related medicinal herbs were exhausted, replaced by ten Condensing Gang Pills.
Looking at those Condensing Gang Pills emanating a strange fragrance, Ning Qi felt some satisfaction inside, a sense of achievement naturally arising.
“Ten Condensing Gang Pills. Seven of them to Senior Brother, Senior Sister, and the others, one each. The remaining three can be given to Master as the True Martial Sect’s foundation.”
Ning Qi had made arrangements.
As for himself?
No need.
Ning Qi had never encountered any bottlenecks in his cultivation up to now. When the time was right, breakthrough would come naturally. He might encounter difficulties in the future, but definitely not now.
Moreover.
Given the vastness of Ning Qi’s inner strength, even if he really needed Condensing Gang Pills to condense Gang Qi, one pill wouldn’t even be enough to fill the gaps between his teeth.
He was about to promote to the Nine Stacks Realm soon, and there was great hope of promoting to the Gang Yuan Realm before the Heavenly Human Ceremony arrived. During the process of reverse-engineering the Condensing Gang Pill Formula, he had gained some insights into promoting to the Gang Yuan Realm. He felt it wouldn’t be difficult to achieve Gang Yuan Realm around age eight.
“Just in time, this year’s True Martial Peach Gathering is also about to begin. At that time, I’ll hand over the Condensing Gang Pills and the Sleep Dream Skill’s Sleep Dream Pills to Senior Brother and the others together.”
A smile lifted at the corners of Ning Qi’s mouth.
At this time last year, the eight of them had made a pact. Strictly speaking, this year counted as the first official True Martial Peach Gathering.
…
The peach blossoms outside the Seeker’s Courtyard had long bloomed brilliantly.
And then gradually withered.
The newly grown peach fruits this time were even more plump. Eating them made the mouth water and filled it with sweetness.
Without disappointing Ning Qi, Luo Wentian and the others appeared punctually in Ning Qi’s small courtyard.
“I thought Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters had already forgotten.”
Ning Qi joked with a smile.
The True Martial Disciples had all been diligently practicing their stance technique this year. Originally, he thought perhaps a few Senior Brothers might forget, but unexpectedly everyone came. It was clear that everyone cherished this pact very much.
Ye Qinghe held up the Peach Blossom Wine in her hand and giggled:
“Of course we wouldn’t forget! This time, I’ll definitely astonish you all. This is brewed by me myself!”
She patted her chest, full of excitement.
Ning Qi chuckled speechlessly, but one point was indeed true—this time Ye Qinghe hadn’t cheated by using the White Ape.
The true disciples all smiled and took their seats.
The White Ape poured Peach Blossom Wine for everyone one by one.
Seventh Disciple Song Cheng had a mischievous smile on his face and righteously closed his eyes:
“I’ll go first!”
The cup of wine went down his throat, and he opened his eyes in astonishment.
“Eh? Third Senior Sister, have you perhaps had an enlightenment?”
The congregation exchanged glances, all astonished, then drank it all down.
The wine was unremarkable, but at least not hard to drink.
In a sense, this was Ye Qinghe’s first successful work.
Even Luo Wentian rarely gave a thumbs up and said:
“Qinghe, great improvement!”
Ye Qinghe laughed smugly:
“That’s a given. This time I seriously consulted Tian Sheng. You’ll be in for treats from now on—a true brewing master is about to be born. Right, Tian Sheng?”
She winked at the White Ape.
The White Ape scratched its head and responded honestly:
“It’s all because Martial Uncle is wise yourself.”
The congregation were all dumbfounded, staring blankly at the White Ape.
They had little contact with the White Ape otherwise, and since the White Ape basically didn’t use ventriloquism in front of others, they simply had no idea that the White Ape could actually speak!
Ye Qinghe burst into laughter, holding her belly.
It was precisely because the White Ape could speak that she had made rapid progress in the art of brewing wine.
Ning Qi smiled and explained:
“Senior Brothers need not be surprised. It’s just ventriloquism. Tian Sheng is very intelligent. After awakening its bloodline, it could speak using ventriloquism, though it’s not quite used to it.”
As long as stance technique and other martial arts cultivation weren’t exposed, it didn’t matter. Exotic Beasts would also try to learn human killing techniques, but they wouldn’t involve Martial Way cultivation—that was too difficult. Ning Qi had never heard of any exotic beast creating a cultivation system suitable for its own race.
The congregation all exclaimed in admiration.
The White Ape felt embarrassed being stared at.
Ning Qi just chuckled. He had never intended to hide the White Ape away. The White Ape’s peculiarities would inevitably be revealed step by step sooner or later; it needed a process.
Luo Wentian and the others didn’t dwell on it too long.
Today’s True Martial Peach Gathering.
Was to reminisce about fellow disciple bonds, chatting about everything.
The congregation each brought out the items they had prepared this time: snacks made by a famous chef from Qingzhou available only once a year, famous paintings and posts prepared for appreciation together, anecdotes, discussions of jianghu encounters…
Having come prepared this time, it was naturally much livelier than the previous occasions. Everyone had brought something.
The congregation felt time fly by.
Ning Qi timely brought out the peach fruits.
These were a batch he had reserved early on, the most essence part. Each peach fruit was plump and glistening, arousing appetite at first sight.
Xiong Shi couldn’t wait to take one and taste it, only feeling fragrance lingering on lips and teeth, even a stream of heat integrating into his body, making his flesh body feel more comfortable.
He was shocked.
“Little Junior Brother, these peach fruits of yours…”
The congregation, seeing this, all ate the peach fruits, then one by one looked at Ning Qi in shock.
Compared to last year, these peach fruits were completely different, seeming to have some effect of strengthening the flesh body. Although for people of their realm it was negligible, it was still astonishing. If at the Body Tempering Realm, it would certainly steadily strengthen the flesh body and foundation. Though the effect wasn’t top-tier, accumulated over time it couldn’t be underestimated.
This already had some spiritual fruit effects!
Ning Qi smiled faintly:
“I casually nurtured them with some medicinal herbs when idle, and unexpectedly got a surprise harvest this year.”
He felt full of achievement inside. At this rate of metamorphosis, in a few years, the peach trees outside the courtyard might bear true spiritual peaches.
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