Day and night tour

Chapter 470 Dual Core Fusion
Finally, the Purple Ox Taoist's words ruthlessly exposed the Calabash Taoist's true colors.

The Calabash Taoist stopped pretending and laid his cards on the table.
Then, cries for help and pleas for mercy echoed throughout the arena.

“Ancestor, we are from the same sect.”

"We are all people who practice the art of escape."

"Ancestors, ancestors..."

The cries and screams filled the air, but the six elders showed no mercy or sympathy, slaughtering their own disciples as if they were dogs. The sounds of killing echoed through the heavens.

Zhou Xuan and the others, however, remained calm and composed.

"I never expected that the case would be solved."

From the clues revealed by the Purple Ox Taoist, Zhou Xuan had already learned the true face of the Gourd Taoist, and at the same time figured out why the lineage of Wuwen Mountain was almost cut off.

“Li Shanzu, Lao Yun, not all of us in the Taoist sect are so carefree and indifferent to fame and future prospects.”

Zhou Xuan said to Yun Ziliang.

Yun Ziliang spat on the ground, his contempt growing even stronger, and said, "Tch, this Dunjia Sect has always been a worldly sect. When they fought with the people of Tianyanguan over the first incense offering of the Dao Sect, they were practically fighting tooth and nail. I'm not surprised by anything they do."

"But this is too outrageous... sacrificing one's own daughter-in-law and grandson to the young master Linming from the heavens is a complete disregard for human ethics!"

Li Changxun gritted his teeth in anger and said, "A supreme master of Dunjia is actually such a pig and dog. My Xunlong lineage disdains to associate with them."

“You want to associate with them? They don’t even look at you.” Yun Ziliang rolled his eyes at Li Changxun and said, “The number one sect in Taoism has always been about the struggle between Dunjia and Tianyan. They’ve never even given our Xunlong a second glance.”

"Damn it, we're being looked down upon by these bastards, the more I think about it, the angrier I get."

Li Changxun, who had always been extremely cowardly in battle, was now enraged and even volunteered to fight Zhou Xuan: "Master, when will the battle begin? I can't wait to kill a few of the Taishang with the Dunjia skill."

Zhou Xuan glanced back at Li Changxun and said, "I'm in charge of the stage. We can start the battle now. Otherwise, I'll throw you off, and you can have a proper magic duel with the elders of the Dunjia Sect."

The battle was in full swing. Li Changxun craned his neck to take a look and saw that there were still quite a few people in the Dunjia formation. Moreover, even if all the disciples were killed, there were still six Supreme Elders left. He really couldn't defeat them all by himself.

He immediately backed down, forcing a smile and saying, "Sir, I was just saying that in anger. Guess what? My anger came quickly and went quickly... it was gone in a flash."

Anger doesn't disappear, but it can shift. Li Changxun's anger subsided, but Yun Ziliang's anger flared up. He looked at Li Changxun with displeasure at his son's lack of ambition and said...

"The old saying is true: a thin horse has a long mane, and a cowardly person has a short breath. That's absolutely right."

"Is this all I've got, Grandmaster? If you're not satisfied, why don't you go down and fight them?"

Li Changxun was a coward, but he was very stubborn.

Yun Ziliang was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at his opponent. He said loudly, "Fine, I'll go down then. If you give me the incense offering level, I'll beat those sages to a pulp. They won't know why the flowers are so red."

"Then you still won't dare to go down."

"You're so stubborn, aren't you?"

Yun Ziliang and Li Changxun started bickering, making the engineer next to them giggle.
Zhou Xuan, on the other hand, seemed to be in deep meditation, his eyes closed, as if sensing something...

……

"You beast, you lackey."

The Crippled Monk, sitting in the audience, cursed the Calabash Taoist in his heart.

He was a person from the heavens, but that doesn't mean he was 100% loyal to the heavens. On the contrary, he had long disliked the Heavenly Fire Clan.

Upon hearing that the Calabash Taoist had willingly sacrificed his daughter-in-law and grandson for his own future, he felt even greater contempt for the Calabash Taoist.

"How could such a lackey and beast be born in such a pure and upright place?"

He wanted to find more words to continue cursing the Calabash Taoist in his mind, but after struggling for a long time, he couldn't utter another word.
Because he suddenly realized that no matter how eloquently he coined the words, no matter how aggressive his language was, every single word he uttered against the Calabash Taoist was like a boomerang, bouncing back and embedding itself in his own body.
"It seems that my actions over the years, while not as despicable as those of the Calabash Taoist, are not too far off upon careful consideration."

"That place, the Sky Dome, turned me into a pig or a dog."

The crippled monk angrily slammed his fist against his forehead.

He and the gourd-wielding Taoist priest—that's the older brother not laughing at the younger one.
But the rest of the audience erupted in uproar.

"That son of a bitch is utterly inhuman."

"Who can argue with that? He could even lay a hand on his own grandson... And this kind of person is actually the supreme ancestor of the most famous temple in our Jing Kingdom... Tsk tsk."

"My grandson died of illness a few years ago. Every few days afterward, I would think of his face and couldn't help but cry. All these years have passed, but his appearance, his smile, and his cries are all clearly imprinted in my heart."

How could that evil Taoist priest do such a thing?

"He deserves to die. Luckily, we have Master, who can kill this scumbag."

These curses came from the bottom of their hearts; they spread from the mouths of every audience member, and then coalesced to form a strange kind of fervent power.

This willpower became an invisible, ferocious beast, roaring and rampaging wildly within the arena.

……

"This power of will is so strange."

Zhou Xuan sensed the "beast of willpower" and fell into deeper thought.

This wasn't the first time he had encountered the power of wishes. In the past, the power of wishes was pure and holy, without any malevolence. What was wrong with this one?
As he was thinking, the ferocious beast of willpower suddenly appeared in front of him.

Zhou Xuan could sense the vague shape of the giant beast, and he couldn't help but extend a finger and thrust it forward.

With this thrust, he pierced the beast's body and sensed an extremely ferocious emotion, hearing the curses of many people.

"How can such pigs and dogs be worthy of living in this world?"

"A person who betrays his family, no matter how respectable he may be, is still a scumbag despised by us ordinary people."

"I really want the master to kill this pig and dog."

This intense emotion was constantly fluctuating, and Zhou Xuan understood—the will power within this ferocious beast was not the ordinary kind of will power.

Those common aspirations originate from the beautiful wishes in the hearts of ordinary people and from the joy that spontaneously bursts forth from them; they are the most beautiful and sincere things in the world.

The willpower within the ferocious beast's body comes entirely from emotions of anger and hatred. When these emotions are intense enough, they coalesce like willpower.

Ultimately, this is just one of the seven emotions and six desires of human beings.

"It's just that there are too many people in this theater. These emotions come together and come together again, and that's how this ferocious beast came to be."

"It's the seven emotions and six desires."

Zhou Xuan pulled his fingers out of the ferocious beast's body.
Yun Ziliang, who was standing nearby, asked, "What's wrong, Xuanzi?"

Zhou Xuan said, "Old Yun, the matter of that Calabash Taoist has incurred the wrath of the masses. A giant beast born from 'hatred' has appeared on the stage."

"Can he help you deal with your subordinates?"

Yun Ziliang glanced at the Dunjia Sect members who were still fighting each other, and the Buddhist warrior lurking in the corner, and asked.

Zhou Xuan shook his head and said, "This ferocious beast, although fierce, is not under my control. Moreover, once the stage is over, it will most likely disappear automatically as the crowd leaves."

"Then why bother with it?"

Li Changxun interjected.

Zhou Xuan rested his chin on his hand and said, "The monk Yu once told me that in the people of this Jing Kingdom, there are some hearths run by the Zoroastrian sect."

These fire pits refine "human pills," however, their method of refining them is different from that of the fish monk's "human pills."

"What kind of different method?" Li Changxun asked.

Zhou Xuan said, "The Fish Monk uses human blood, skin, bones, and flesh to refine it. No matter if it's a man, woman, or young or old, once he catches someone, he throws them into the furnace. But the human pills made in the fire pit use human emotions and desires as ingredients."

"Oh, I see. This ferocious beast, born from 'hatred,' is your alchemy ingredient?"

"Yes."

At this point, Zhou Xuan took out the "Starry Sky Scroll" that the Blood Well had given him.

When the scroll was folded up, it was only the size of a palm, but after it saw the light of day, it grew larger in the wind.

"I'm currently immersed in the incense of alchemy, and haven't taken a single step out yet. My ability to refine pills relies on this painting."
Therefore, although I know that the elixir of immortality is made using the "seven emotions and six desires," I can't actually gather these materials to refine it myself. I can only try my luck with this painting.

Zhou Xuan grabbed the scroll and threw it into the air above the stage.

After the scroll flew out, it hovered above the arena, while the ferocious beasts that had been thrashing about inside the stage suddenly fell silent.
From Zhou Xuan's perspective, the blurry, ferocious beast that kept emitting low, angry roars was looking up at the painting, and then its form began to shatter.
The shattered fragments of the body continuously emitted dense black mist, which surged towards the starry sky.

The starry sky in the painting exudes a somber hue.

"it is good."

Upon seeing this, Zhou Xuan clapped his hands together and said excitedly, "The Starry Sky Scroll is absorbing these seven emotions and six desires, which means that the pills I'm going to refine tonight are probably not quite the same as the ones I ordered."

He turned his head, looked at Yun Ziliang, and smiled, "It seems I'm having a really good day."

……

The starry sky scroll is already four or five meters long and two or three meters wide.

Within the painting, this scale is undeniably large, but compared to the vast world of the theater, it is insignificant.

With the internal strife within the Dunjia Sect still unfolding, and the fact that its own people were being slaughtered like dogs was too eye-catching, few of the countless viewers noticed the starry sky scroll released by Zhou Xuan.

But among the audience, there was one pair of eyes that seemed to want to stare right up to the starry sky, just to get a proper look.

The owner of these eyes was none other than the White Deer Alchemist, the person most knowledgeable about alchemy among them.

"Hiss, Master's painting is indeed wondrous... It actually absorbs the seven emotions and six desires."

Bai Lu, the alchemist, did not know how the "high-end" elixir was made. It was only after Zhou Xuan arrested the monk Yu and talked to him that he learned that the highest-grade elixir was made using the "seven emotions and six desires".

"This Starry Sky Scroll can absorb the seven emotions and six desires. I'm afraid the pills refined from it will be even better than the ones made from the last medicine dust."

As an old alchemist, Bai Lu Fangshi found the incredibly wondrous paintings to be breathtakingly beautiful.

"So beautiful, like a beauty, like a beauty who has just emerged from a bath."

"What's so beautiful?"

"The painting is too beautiful." As the White Deer Taoist was speaking, he realized that the person who had come was the Crippled Monk.

He, Bai Lu, was once a Heavenly Alchemist, and with the eyes of a celestial being, he could recognize them.

"Master Tiancan."

"Is Zhou Xuan's painting the object used for alchemy?" the crippled monk asked.

"Yes."

"He's not practicing alchemy now, so why is he throwing out the scroll?"

The monk with a disability asked.

Instead of answering directly, the White Deer Taoist asked, "Master Heavenly Crippled Monk, what was your previous question?"

The crippled monk thought for a moment and said, "Is Zhou Xuan's painting the object used for alchemy?"

"One more question?"

"What's so beautiful?"

"One more question," asked the White Deer Taoist.

“I’ll be fine up there,” the crippled monk said coldly.

The White Deer Alchemist smiled and said, "Master Tiancan is a bit forgetful. Not long ago, you and Master Changsheng asked me whether the pills you refined this time would be better than the ones you refined last time."

Upon hearing these words, the monk Tiancan's heart suddenly raced.

Whether Zhou Xuan can refine better pills not only means whether this alchemy genius can survive tonight, but also whether he and the Longevity Cult Leader can live more comfortably in the days to come.

He immediately asked, "Then can Zhou Xuan refine something even better?"

"Before this painting was made, my answer was no, but now that it has seen the light of day again, I can tell you with certainty that an even better one can be made."

"Really?"

The Crippled Monk realized he needed to get to know Zhou Xuan again—a single speck of medicinal dust from last time had led "Heaven and Earth" to send someone to retrieve the elixir from Zhou Xuan.

After taking the elixir, "Heaven and Earth" were very pleased and sent down auspicious flowers.

This grade of pill is already top-tier in the world, yet in just a few days, Zhou Xuan has made even greater progress.

"It's not just one step."

The White Deer Alchemist said excitedly, "If my guess is correct, the medicine dust from last time is not comparable to the pill that Master is going to refine tonight."

"What?!"

The crippled monk was both astonished and puzzled.

What shocked him was that the top-notch medicine master in the world last time was not even in the same league as the pill that Zhou Xuan was going to refine today. Just how strong must this pill be?
What puzzled him was how the White Deer Taoist priest had come to this conclusion. Was he just spouting nonsense?

The White Deer Alchemist wore an arrogant expression; he had every reason to be proud of his theories on elixirs.

He asked the crippled monk, "Sir, the theory of alchemy is profound and boundless. If I were to explain it to you in detail, it would take a whole day and night. I will pick out the key points and explain them to you."

"Speak." The Heavenly Crippled Monk felt that the White Deer Alchemist's tone was very aggressive and arrogant, but he only wanted to know the secret of Zhou Xuan's elixir tonight, so he didn't mind the old White Deer's rudeness and just said coldly.

The White Deer Alchemist asked, "Sir, have you ever heard of the Qi Elixir and the Human Elixir?"

The monk Tiancan replied, "Of course I've heard of it. Although I'm not obsessed with alchemy, I have heard of the concepts of Qi Pill and Human Pill. The one you refined a thousand years ago was a Qi Pill."

"That's right. The Qi Pill I refine uses the power of human vows as its material. Although its effects are not as potent as those of the Human Pill, it is more lasting and has almost no side effects."

"I'm not here to listen to your debate about Qi Pills and Human Pills. Let's get down to business," the Crippled Monk interrupted the White Deer Alchemist.

Bai Lu shook his head and said, "I am only explaining the characteristics of the Human Pill and the Qi Pill. Only by understanding the characteristics of the two pills can you understand why the pill that Master refined today is so good."

"Then continue." The crippled monk mustered his patience again and listened to the old white deer's rambling.

The White Deer Alchemist further stated, "Compared to the Qi Elixir, the Human Elixir has a more potent effect in the short term, but prolonged consumption will produce severe side effects, eroding one's mind and spirit."

Human elixir is made using people's "seven emotions and six desires," while Qi elixir is made using the power of human will.
And tonight, the master's painting has absorbed both the power of human desires and the seven emotions and six desires.
Therefore, the elixir that the Great Master refined tonight will be both a Qi elixir and a Human elixir.
"After so many years of alchemy in Jingguo, this is the first batch of elixirs that will be successfully refined in his furnace."

"It's both a Qi Pill and a Human Pill—what kind of pill is this?" the crippled monk asked.

The White Deer Alchemist said, "It combines the advantages of both, possessing the powerful effects of the Human Pill and the side-effect-free nature of the Qi Pill."

"I see." The crippled monk thought for a moment and then said, "Oh, by the way, White Deer, do you think it's possible that the pills Zhou Xuan refined—have the side effects of Human Pills, but like Qi Pills, their effects aren't strong enough?"

White Deer Alchemist: "..."

The White Deer Alchemist shook his head and said, "Master's painting is incredibly wondrous; it shouldn't be able to produce such a useless pill. However, we can wait and see—tonight's pill from Master should be the first time in the history of Jing Kingdom that...two pills have been fused together."

(End of this chapter)