A thousand enlightenments in one night, starting from being a menial apprentice.

Chapter 329: Uncertain Fate
Shang Xiangyu walked slowly to the large cauldron in the corner of the cave. There was no expression on his face and his eyes showed a numbness like a dead fish.

In the corner, there were two large cauldrons. Shang Xin was naked at this moment, with his buttocks facing down, curled up in one of the cauldrons.

He seemed to be asleep, his face was peaceful and he didn't move.

Shang Xiangyu stood beside the tripod and looked at Shang Xin.

Yesterday morning, he untied Shang Xin's chain and took him to play in the dense forest for a day.

He personally took Shang Xin to catch and roast rabbits, and he built a swing under a big tree in the dense forest. Shang Xin sat on the swing and he swung it for a long time, very high...

Shang Xin smiled happily...

Although he is Shang Xin's older brother, this is the first time he has taken Shang Xin out to play since childhood.

When he was young, every time Shang Xin came to see him at home, he would push Shang Xin down in disgust. After this happened so many times, Shang Xin was afraid of him and never came to see him again.

The two brothers played in the dense forest for a whole day until dusk fell. Shang Xin was so tired that he sat down on a piece of bluestone, but his eyes were still clear, and he was drooling as he looked at Shang Xiangyu who was not far away with a smile.

Shang Xiangyu squatted in front of Shang Xin, wiped his sweat and saliva with his sleeve, stared at him blankly, and said painfully: "Xin'er, forgive brother!"

Shang Xiangyu spoke for a long time, then suddenly gave a miserable smile and gently fed a pill into Shang Xin's mouth. Although Shang Xin didn't know what the pill was, he felt a cool and sweet taste in his mouth after swallowing it. Shang Xin spit out the pill with saliva.

The next moment, his eyes went dark and he fell into Shang Xiangyu's arms.

At this time, in the red cave, Shang Xiangyu looked at Shang Xin in the cauldron. Shang Xin was covered in sweat, obviously because of the gurgling magma and the extremely high temperature in the cave, which made him hot.

At this moment, Shang Xin trembled and suddenly opened his eyes.

Shang Xiangyu had an idea. He fed Shang Xin a sleeping pill, but he mixed it with honey, mint and sesame paste, hoping that Shang Xin would feel like eating a candy pill.

However, the honey and sesame paste mixed in may have diluted the efficacy of the medicine. At this time, the space in the cave was closed and the air flow was extremely hot. Shang Xin was sweating all over and was naked, which seemed to have evaporated the remaining efficacy of the medicine.

As soon as Shang Xin woke up, he saw Shang Xiangyu standing beside the tripod. He looked at Shang Xiangyu and smiled, then tried to struggle to get up.

But his butt was stuck in the cauldron, and his hands and feet were resting on the edge of the cauldron, so he couldn't use any strength for a while.

He raised a hand and stretched it out to Shang Xiangyu. Shang Xin's usually ambiguous tone suddenly became clear at this moment. "Brother! Hug me!"

Shang Xiangyu stood there in a daze, looking at Shang Xin in astonishment. He thought he had heard it wrong.

"Brother... hold me!" Shang Xin struggled in the cauldron and shouted again.

Shang Xiangyu's body was shaking like a sieve and tears were pouring out like beads from a broken string.

Shang Xin shouted twice, and not only Shang Xiangyu heard it, but Pan Yong, Duan Rong, Yin Cong, Chen Hu and others also heard it. Except for Pan Yong, the other three were shocked.

It turns out that Shang Xiangyu is the fool’s brother!
Shang Xiangyu's eyes were filled with tears. She forced a smile, picked up Shang Xin, and let her sit on the edge of the tripod.

Shang Xiangyu smiled strangely while crying, and suddenly a white light flashed at the fingertips of his right hand. It was the rich and violent energy of heaven and earth surging between his fingers.

Shang Xiangyu's hand paused only slightly, and his eyes were filled with sadness. He suddenly raised his fingertips and lightly touched a place on Shang Xin's chest.

With a "puff", a ball of blood mixed with minced meat spurted out from Shang Xin's back and spilled into the cauldron. Shang Xin's innocent and silly smile froze on his face, and he stared at Shang Xiangyu in a daze.

With a flick of Shang Xiangyu's fingertips, the violent energy of heaven and earth instantly crushed Shang Xin's heart.

Shang Xiangyu's hand loosened, and he watched Shang Xin's body fall into the cauldron.

At the moment he killed Shang Xin, his frantic heart suddenly calmed down, and even he was surprised by this sudden change.

Shang Xiangyu looked at the corpse in the cauldron with a cold expression and murmured, "Xin'er, my brother is dead, and you can't live either. It wasn't me who killed you, it was this unpredictable fate."

"Myself and this hand are nothing but chess pieces of the unpredictable fate." Shang Xiangyu raised his hand, looked at the finger that was pointing at Shang Xin to death, and said.

At this time, Shang Xiangyu glanced at the alchemy furnace not far away. The circle of water jade on the belly of the alchemy furnace was still glowing, sometimes green and sometimes blue.

Shang Xiangyu's eyes hardened. The heat waits for no one.

At this moment, he looked at the corpse in the cauldron again. The brotherhood had disappeared from his body. At this moment, he looked at Shang Xin's corpse with cold eyes, as if he was looking at a medicinal ingredient.

Shang Xiangyu suddenly picked up a stone pestle that was leaning against the edge of the cauldron. It was thicker than a human arm, and he pounded it hard into the cauldron, again and again.

The corpse in the cauldron was quickly smashed into bloody mud.

Shang Xiangyu pulled out the stone pestle and wiped the blood and meat splatters on his face. He picked up a piece of cloth from the cauldron next to him, wrapped a large ball of bloody and rotten meat in it, and began to twist it hard in another cauldron.

As Shang Xiangyu twisted the cloth, blood gurgled out from the tiny holes in the cloth...

Shang Xiangyu did this several times, and Shang Xin's body had become a pile of meat residue, while the other cauldron was filled with bloody water that smelled of blood...

Shang Xiangyu's hands were covered in blood and he turned his head away with an indifferent expression.

The moment Shang Xiangyu turned his head, Yin Cong, who was standing on the wooden ladder, turned pale and almost fell off the ladder in fright.

Even Duan Rong, Chen Hu and Pan Yong all had grim expressions.

Shang Xiangyu actually killed his own brother, crushed him into a pulp, and squeezed out blood...

Duan Rong's eyelids were twitching wildly. He had already understood what Shang Xiangyu was going to do. He wanted to use his own brother to make medicine.

Is this the solution he came up with to solve the furnace explosion problem?
A strong sense of nausea rose from deep within Duan Rong's body. If he hadn't suppressed it, he would have vomited it out by now.

It was not the strong smell of blood in the hot air that made him feel sick.

Rather, it was Shang Xiangyu's madness and evil nature that was attacking his inner defenses...

It was a kind of collapse of inner order, bringing with it a strong feeling of nausea...

Pan Yong was the calmest among the group, but when Shang Xiangyu walked to his side holding a large cauldron filled with blood, he was still stunned for a moment.

Shang Xiangyu raised the cauldron over his shoulders with his bloody hands, walked to the cauldron, looked at Pan Yong, and shouted coldly, "Open the medicine port!"

Pan Yong shuddered, as if waking up from a dream, and immediately opened the hot lid of the medicine adding port with his right hand wearing a leather glove.

"Get out of the way!" Shang Xiangyu shouted again.

Pan Yong stepped aside.

Shang Xiangyu took a half step sideways, lifted the big cauldron, tilted it slowly, and poured the blood and water in the cauldron into the alchemy furnace.

Shang Xiangyu poured out all the blood and water in the cauldron, and then put the empty cauldron behind him with a bang. Then he slowly walked to the circle of water jade and looked into the furnace.

After Shang Xiangyu unloaded the tripod, Pan Yong walked over and closed the open medicine adding port again.

At this moment, the furnace was filled with blood mist, swirling and surging...

Shang Xiangyu turned to look at Pan Yong and said, "Go and crush the black blood fruit."

Hearing this, Pan Yong took off his animal leather gloves and slowly walked to the big stone pot in the corner. When Pan Yong walked over there, his eyelids twitched. Not far from the stone pot was the big cauldron where Shang Xin's meat residue was squeezed. Pan Yong opened the lid of the stone pot and saw two black blood fruits at the bottom of the pot. The red fluorescence was dimly flashing, like two beating hearts...

Pan Yong's eyes moved, and he turned around and asked, "Master Shang, should we mash both black blood fruits?"

"Crush both of them!" Shang Xiangyu stared at the furnace through the water jade and said without turning his head.

Upon hearing this, Pan Yong put the two black blood fruits at the bottom of the pot into the medicine jar and crushed them gently with a pestle.

Duan Rong stood on the wooden ladder, his heart slightly moved.

The last time he was refining medicine, one black blood fruit caused the furnace to explode. This time, Shang Xiangyu actually wanted to put two in.

Duan Rong stared at the alchemy furnace, ready to leap away if it trembled even slightly. The medicinal power extracted from the last Black Blood Fruit had already impacted him, temporarily weakening his internal energy.

This time there are two black blood fruits. If the furnace explodes again, he might be killed.

At this time, Pan Yong was already holding the medicine jar and standing next to the medicine adding port, waiting for Shang Xiangyu's order.

Shang Xiangyu stood in front of the water jade. He saw blood mist swirling inside the furnace. The strong smell of blood, along with the evaporation of the blood mist, filled the cave...

Shang Xiangyu suddenly glanced at Pan Yong and said, "Add the black blood fruit!"

Upon hearing this, Pan Yong immediately opened the lid of the medicine adding port and poured the slurry in the medicine jar into the alchemy furnace with a wooden spoon.

With the addition of the black blood fruit, after a few breaths, a faint light appeared in the thick, swirling blood mist...

The light threads, visible to the naked eye, became increasingly dense, weaving and floating through the blood and energy...

A look of excitement mixed with nervousness flashed in Shang Xiangyu's eyes.

As the light threads in the blood mist became denser and denser, the alchemy furnace suddenly began to tremble.

At the moment the alchemy furnace began to shake, Duan Rong suddenly jumped down from the wooden shelf and landed more than ten feet away from the alchemy furnace. Almost at the same moment Duan Rong jumped away, Chen Hu also jumped out and jumped more than half a foot away.

Yin Cong saw Duan Rong suddenly jump away, and then he reacted. Just as he was about to jump down, he suddenly heard Shang Xiangyu coldly say: "Don't move! It won't explode!"

As Shang Xiangyu finished his words, the slightly trembling alchemy furnace really quieted down and stopped shaking.

Yin Cong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and let out a breath.

Shang Xiangyu glanced at Duan Rong and Chen Hu and said, "Go back. Put all the remaining medicine into the furnace!"

Duan Rong leaped up and landed on the wooden ladder like a falling leaf. His movements at that moment made Pan Yong and Chen Hu's faces change.

The four of them added all the bottles and jars and the remaining herbs beside the alchemy furnace into the furnace. Then they left the furnace and stood in an open space about ten feet away.

Shang Xiangyu was still standing beside the alchemy furnace, looking into it, with a hint of ecstasy in his eyes.

Inside the alchemy furnace, the light and blood mist slowly dissipated...

As the blood mist gradually thinned, the light threads that had originally filled the alchemy furnace also disappeared...

Shang Xiangyu knew that the blood pill would be ready!
He walked slowly to the corner and pressed down the big black stone where the lava was gushing out.

As the huge black stone like a sarcophagus pressed down, the hot magma like iron liquid no longer gushed out.

Without the supply of hot new magma, the surface of the magma in the trenches and the large pit began to ooze with rock ash, like a layer of foam, gradually floating over the top of the magma...

As the temperature of the magma changed, the bottom of the furnace, which was originally burned red, gradually returned to its original black color.

Inside the alchemy furnace, the blood and energy dissipated, the light threads disappeared, and at the bottom of the dark alchemy furnace, more than 30 blood pills were still formed!

On the surface of the blood pill, faint threads of light enveloped the pill, shimmering like a weave! They flickered like more than thirty eyes in the darkness!
"Finally, the pill is done!"

Shang Xiangyu raised his head and let out a breath, and a tear slipped from the corner of his eye without him noticing.

This tear of his was no longer shed for Shang Xin, but for himself.

Only he himself knew what he had paid in order to refine this furnace of Blood Spring Pill, and it was definitely not just his brother's life.

Pan Yong stepped forward, stood behind Shang Xiangyu, bowed, clasped his fists, and said, "Congratulations, Master Shang, this elixir is a success!"

Shang Xiangyu turned his head to look at Pan Yong and nodded slightly.

Shang Xiang walked slowly to a platform not far away and sat cross-legged, while Pan Yong stood beside him.

Shang Xiangyu glanced at Chen Hu, Duan Rong, and Yin Cong who were not far away and said, "You all contributed to the success of this pill."

As Shang Xiangyu spoke, he flicked his robe sleeves in front of him, and three brown porcelain bottles appeared on the ground in front of him.

Shang Xiangyu looked at them coldly and said, "Inside this porcelain bottle are ten Xuanyuan Pills!"

"This Xuanyuan Pill is the best quality pill for the first level of Qi Realm cultivation."

"In the past, I only gave Pan Yong pills." Shang Xiangyu said, glancing at Pan Yong beside him, and continued, "But this time, everyone will have a share. Come, come here, these three bottles of pills, one for each of you three."

"Xuanyuan Pill?!" When hearing that it was Xuanyuan Pill, not only Yin Cong couldn't control himself, but even Duan Rong felt warm in his heart.

Yin Cong had always been somewhat resentful of Pan Yong for eating alone and secretly getting the pills from Shang Xiangyu. He did not expect that after more than a year, he finally got the pills from Shang Xiangyu, and they were the Xuanyuan Pills.

The quality of this pill is much better than the basic pill Zhengyang Pill.

Yin Cong was secretly delighted and walked up to Shang Xiangyu.

The moment Yin Cong walked over, Duan Rong was about to follow, but he had just taken half a step when he suddenly paused and stopped there.

Duan Rong suddenly discovered that Chen Hu, who was standing not far from him, was standing there motionless, his body tense, his back slightly hunched, and a layer of sweat on his forehead. His eyes were staring in fear at Shang Xiangyu who was sitting cross-legged on the platform.

Yin Cong's eyes were fixed on the three porcelain bottles on the ground, and he didn't notice that Duan Rong and Chen Hu had not followed him.

When Shang Xiangyu saw Yin Cong approaching, he took out a porcelain bottle and handed it to him. Yin Cong was delighted and took the porcelain bottle from Shang Xiangyu.

Yin Cong held the porcelain bottle tightly in his hand as if it were a treasure. At this moment, he was suddenly startled to find that Duan Rong and Chen Hu were standing behind him, nearly ten feet away, and had not followed him.

Yin Cong's eyelids twitched, and he felt that something seemed wrong.

At this moment, Shang Xiangyu's eyes swept over Duan Rong, who took a half step forward and then retreated, and then stared at Chen Hu beside him, and said with a smile: "Chen Hu! It seems that you still understand your master! How do you know that your master will not give you pills? Our master-disciple relationship is really not in vain!"

Just as Shang Xiangyu was speaking, Yin Cong had already turned around. He was clutching the porcelain bottle containing Xuanyuan Pills and staring blankly at Chen Hu and Duan Rong behind him, who were tense.

Suddenly, Shang Xiangyu jumped up lightly, with a white light flashing on his fingertips, and then he pointed at Yin Cong's back.

With a puff, a cloud of blood mist spurted out from Yin Cong's chest, and the blood mist was clearly mixed with many pieces of internal organs...

Yin Cong's body twitched, and the porcelain bottle in his hand fell to the ground and shattered... Yin Cong's lips trembled, and he fell to the ground with a plop. His heart was hit from behind by Shang Xiangyu, and in an instant, it was shattered by the vitality of heaven and earth that flashed from his fingertips...

When Yin Cong fell to the ground, he saw that the porcelain bottle next to him was broken into pieces, but it was empty... Where was the Xuanyuan Pill?
(End of this chapter)