Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 297 Come one by one
Nie Zhaonan's figure appeared silently behind her, and she was stunned.

She has a slender figure, a waist that can be held in one hand, and a plump figure. Her movements of trying to reach out to pick the fruit from the high place make her figure more exquisite and undulating, presenting an attractive curve, which is more than just elegant and refined.
Nie Zhaonan's throat was a little dry, so he leaned over and slowly hugged her waist.

"Husband~" Yuan Yao's voice trembled slightly.

She didn't need to look back to know who was behind him, he was so familiar.

"Yeah." Nie Zhaonan responded, sniffing and searching at her jade-like neck.

Yuan Yao didn't make any other moves. She just stayed there and let her husband do what he wanted.

"Are you here again to pick spiritual fruits and refine spiritual wine?" Nie Zhaonan asked softly.

"Well, I want to try to refine a spirit wine that can strengthen the body." When talking about the 'body', Yuan Yao's face slightly blushed, "But I don't have a recipe, so it's probably very difficult. I'm afraid that even if I consume a lot of dragon scale fruit, it will all be in vain in the end."

Refining such spiritual wine was not only her idea, but also the result of the push from all her sisters. Weak physical body was the shortcoming of all the sisters.

"It doesn't matter. There are many dragon scale fruit trees in the cave, so there is no need to worry about wasting them." Nie Zhaonan said nonchalantly.

To be honest, his fellow Taoists were trying to please him by refining the spiritual wine that could strengthen his body, and he would be the ultimate beneficiary, so how could he be angry?

"Husband, is the spiritual wine I brewed delicious?" Yuan Yao suddenly asked.

She looked curious and a little nervous.

"Of course, Yao'er's cooking skills are not bad. I like it very much. But compared to wine, I still like Yao'er more as a person." Nie Zhaonan spoke a lot of sweet words. It is only right for him to pamper his woman.

Yuan Yao smiled sweetly, and a blush slowly appeared on her face, making her even more attractive.

"Yuan Yao is always ready," Yuan Yao lowered her head slightly, her voice trembling.

"How about taking you back to your room?" Yuan Yao was so well behaved that Nie Zhaonan really couldn't bring himself to do anything to her.

"No need, let's do it here. It's a different experience under the fruit tree." Yuan Yao turned around, smiled charmingly, and took the initiative to kiss him.

The dress fell like leaves.

Several beautiful women were watching from a distance.

"It's so embarrassing in broad daylight." Chen Qiaoqian said softly.

Her hands covered her eyes, but there were large gaps, full of curiosity.

"Hehe. If Sister Qiaoqian feels embarrassed, she can just not look at it. Why do you have to look at it so seriously?" Wang Ning joked.

"My husband is really becoming more and more casual. Although there are no outsiders here, we still need to be careful." Nangong Wan raised her eyebrows.

She felt that her husband cared less and less about his image, especially in front of them.

Wang Ning's face turned red. Last time, she and her husband had a crazy time in the Demon Realm.

"If you ask me, it's very simple to control your husband. All you need to do is drain his energy and defeat him." Nie Ying said with a smile.

"I can't even hold on with my fox body, let alone you." Yin Yue, whose temperament became more and more noble and moving, said self-deprecatingly.

But she changed her mind and decided that if she returned to her original body, she could subdue Nie Zhaonan by relying on the strong physique of the silver wolf body. However, it was still early, so she did not say much.

At this time, with the help of the Soul Nourishing Pill and the Dayan Jue, her soul became stronger and stronger, and she remembered more and more things.

Her cultivation had already reached the peak of the seventh level, but this fox spirit body was not her real body. She was just temporarily occupying it to restore her cultivation, which could not be considered as possession. She was also unable to survive the eighth level transformation thunder tribulation, and her cultivation had stagnated for a long time.

"Why don't we take turns?" Nie Ying suggested, "My husband is so rude. I think it would be good if Sister Yuan Yao could hold out for two days. Then we can take over."

Her words were full of lewd and vulgar language, which attracted the attention of the other girls.

But she didn't care at all. They had already been sisters who had been frank with each other for a long time and were very close.

Nie Ying looked at them with a suspicious look on her face: "You all won't go up? Then I'll be the first in line."

She originally wanted to be humble, but now it seems that is no longer necessary.

"I am second"

"I'm the third one, little sister."

"Then I'll be the fourth one."

"fifth."

Among the five women, except Xin Ruyin and Song Yu who were in seclusion, and Ling Yuling who stayed in Jinjing, all of them were present.

Iceberg, Tiger Cave.

Hu Ming looked at the very tired Nie Zhaonan and asked with concern: "Brother Jiao, what happened? You have been refining pills for a month. Is it so tiring to refine pills?"

He had some doubts in his heart, wondering if he had overestimated Nie Zhaonan.

Although he didn't know the specific method of refining the elixir, it wouldn't take him a whole month to do it, and he wouldn't end up in such a bad state, as if he had suffered a serious blow.

There was deep suspicion in Tiger Lord's eyes when he looked at Nie Zhaonan, and he even had no expectations for the elixir that Nie Zhaonan could refine.

"How can I get back the two jugs of Ice Spirit Wine?" This was the question that Tiger Lord was thinking about.

"It's okay, there were just some problems in my practice. I just need to rest for a few days. " Nie Zhaonan looked a little listless, but still calm.

He also didn't expect that his fellow Taoists suddenly became competitive and took turns fighting him in close combat for a whole month without a single moment of free time.

Fortunately, in the end he was able to completely defeat them with his overwhelming strength.

"So what if you can take turns to rest? In the face of true strength, everything is false." These are the words Nie Zhaonan left when he defeated a group of fellow Taoists.

However, after this battle, Nie Zhaonan also realized that he was still not strong enough to face six fellow Taoists at the same time. He still needs to work hard in the future to strengthen himself.

After hearing his explanation, Tiger Lord still didn't quite believe it, so he asked tentatively, "What about the pill?"

"Here you go." Nie Zhaonan spread out his palms, and the ice-blue jade bottle appeared in his hands. He threw it to Tiger King without hesitation.

Tiger Lord took it with some hesitation and looked at the jade bottle: Are you trying to trick me with an elixir that has little effect?

With this in mind, he tentatively opened the cork. Instantly, a faint chilly fragrance wafted out of the bottle.

Tiger Lord's eyes lit up, and he subconsciously took a breath, inhaling the fragrance of the elixir into his nose.

A feeling of relief came over him spontaneously, and his injuries actually showed signs of recovery.

Tiger Lord quickly resealed the jade bottle and said happily, "Thank you, Master Jiao! I didn't expect that you could refine an elixir with such amazing medicinal effects. I have a feeling that if I spend a year or two in seclusion to refine these elixirs, my injuries will be healed."

As he said this, he stood up and bowed to Nie Zhaonan to express his gratitude.

"Since I have taken two pots of Ice Spirit Wine, I will naturally not let you two suffer any loss." Nie Zhaonan said with a faint smile.

"Thank you, Brother Jiao!" Hu Ming also swept away the doubts in his heart and smiled.

It seems that the cost for this Jiao San to refine this elixir was not small, so it was worth it to exchange it for two pots of Ice Spirit Wine.

Thinking of this, his smile became even brighter.

"By the way, I also have some elixirs in my hand. I wonder if Brother Jiao can make some pills for me?" Suddenly, Hu Ming looked at Nie Zhaonan, full of anticipation.

Now that it has been confirmed that Nie Zhaonan's alchemy skills are extremely superb, he naturally wants to take this opportunity to refine some of the spiritual herbs he has collected into pills for future use.

"Of course." Nie Zhaonan agreed, and then changed the subject and said: "However, Jiao will not help others to make pills for no reason."

Hu Ming also understood that this was a request for benefits and rewards. It was also very normal to charge a corresponding price for helping others to refine pills.

He also figured out why Nie Zhaonan was so wealthy and could easily come up with a large amount of spiritual medicine.

Hu Ming did not show any sign of displeasure, and said, "Brother Jiao, just mention whatever conditions you have."

It is worthwhile to spend some money to refine the spiritual herbs that are of little use into pills.

Nie Zhaonan said slowly: "First, I cannot guarantee that I can make the pill with 100% certainty, but I can still guarantee that one out of every two spiritual medicines can be successfully refined."

Hu Ming nodded. Alchemy was no different from other things. There was a high possibility of failure. It was already very difficult to maintain a 50% success rate.

After a pause, Nie Zhaonan continued, "Secondly, I need some spiritual medicines that I am short of. As a reward, of course, you can also give me some spiritual objects that I am interested in."

"Only these two conditions?" Hu Ming said with some surprise.

"Just these two." Nie Zhaonan replied.

"Good! Brother Jiao is straightforward!" Hu Ming said happily.

According to what he knew, the alchemists among the human monks who made pills for others had strange tempers, many conditions, and there was no guarantee that the pills would be successful. It was rare to find such a simple one.

Without hesitation, Hu Ming threw a storage bag to Nie Zhaonan and said nonchalantly:

"Brother Jiao, you can use the spiritual medicines in this storage bag at will. Just use them as you wish. Whether it is a healing elixir, a elixir to increase mana, or a elixir with other uses, I will accept them all. As for the reward, Brother Jiao, take a look at the spiritual medicines in it. Do you think there is one that suits your taste?"

Nie Zhaonan took the storage bag and probed into it with his spiritual sense. Hundreds of various spiritual herbs came into view.

Most of these elixirs are thousands of years old, and some are even four or five thousand years old.

Of course, there are also several spiritual medicines that are hundreds of years old, but these spiritual medicines are extremely rare.

With so many spiritual medicines, most Nascent Soul cultivators could not afford them, not to mention Tiannan, even in the relatively rich Dajin world of immortal cultivation.

The transformed demon cultivators have long lifespans and have considerable advantages in collecting spiritual medicines.

"Yes, there are several spiritual herbs that are exactly what I need." Nie Zhaonan finished the investigation and withdrew his spiritual sense.

"That's the best." Hu Ming smiled faintly.

In this way, he wouldn't have to take out other treasures as the reward for this alchemy.

"But I have an unreasonable request, and I hope Brother Jiao will agree to it." Hu Ming suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and there was some shyness on his majestic face.

"Brother Hu Ming, please speak frankly." Nie Zhaonan put away the storage bag and raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised.

"Brother Jiao, please finish refining the elixir as soon as possible." Hu Ming was afraid that Nie Zhaonan would think too much, so he hurriedly explained:
"I just got the elixir from Brother Jiao. I want to retreat as soon as possible and make ice spirit wine."

In fact, he was also afraid that Nie Zhaonan would disappear for a long time, and hand over so many elixirs to someone he was not very familiar with. He seemed to be indifferent, but he was still a little worried.

After all, it took him a month just to refine a bottle of healing medicine for his younger brother. This time, it would take at least a year to refine so many.

He always felt that Nie Zhaonan was somewhat unreliable.

Nie Zhaonan understood: "I see. How about this, I will hurry up with the alchemy matter and give Brother Hu Ming a reply within ten days."

Although he was not a very smart person, he could still guess Hu Ming's psychology at the moment. However, he did not care about it. It was just a transaction where both parties got what they needed.

To refine so many spiritual herbs into pills, Nie Zhaonan didn't need ten days at all, or even a day. It would only take a few hours to complete.

However, if the truth is told, it would be too shocking and would inevitably cause a huge uproar.

"Hey, don't be so anxious." Hu Ming waved his hand and said politely.

"We have almost finished talking about things, I will return to the cave first." Nie Zhaonan stood up and said goodbye.

"Brother Jiao, take care." Hu Ming and Hu Jun stood up to see him off.

After sending Nie Zhaonan out of the cave, the two brothers returned to the hall and sat down.

"This Jiao San's alchemy skills are beyond our expectations! If an ordinary alchemist can make a pill that has 70% to 80% of the effect of this pill, it would be considered excellent." Hu Jun stroked the ice-blue jade bottle in his hand, his elegant face full of smiles, but he could not hide his pale complexion.

"There is absolutely nothing else in the pill. The impurities have been completely refined away, and the medicinal properties have not been lost. It can be said to be almost the best pill. This is why I gave the elixir to him to refine without hesitation. If you miss this opportunity, I am afraid you will never meet a master alchemist like Jiao San in your life." Hu Ming also couldn't help but continue the conversation.

"With such incredible alchemy skills, no wonder he has such a huge fortune." Thinking of the golden beads that Nie Zhaonan once offered and how he casually took out hundreds of ice-attributed spiritual herbs to trade for ice spirit wine, Tiger Lord's eyes were full of envy.

"I think he has only been practicing for a few hundred years. He has reached the same level as you so quickly. I'm afraid he must have taken a lot of elixirs." Hu Ming looked at Hu Jun beside him and sighed.

Demon cultivators have a lifespan that is difficult for human cultivators to achieve, and their lifespan is often ten times longer than that of cultivators of the same level. However, the difficulty of their cultivation is much higher than that of human cultivators, especially in the stage before they transform. Most demon beasts can only rely on instinct to cultivate, and the speed becomes slower and slower.

(End of this chapter)