Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 602 Is there a good solution?

Seeing that Wan Jinru had been persuaded to stop, Master Moyun breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that she might impulsively chase after him.

If the true demon had not fled but instead chosen to ambush, the opponent, with his cultivation at the third level of the Golden Core stage, would likely be in grave danger.

At this moment, Master Wuxuan rushed over. He was too tired from yesterday's patrol mission, and his reaction was much slower than normal.

After finding out what happened, he quickly said:
"Fellow Daoist, since the enemy is so powerful, the contamination you have suffered may be quite troublesome. You should quickly refine the Vajra Pill."

Because of the repeated interruptions, Master Moyun only took the pill; to achieve a quick effect, he should circulate his internal energy to refine it.

Wan Jinru quickly said, "I'm sorry to have delayed you, fellow Daoist. You should hurry up and refine the pills."

Master Moyun gave a forced smile, sat down on the ground, and began to circulate his internal energy.

As he spoke, he felt increasingly unwell, and cold sweat began to trickle down his forehead and back.

Wan Jinrong looked towards the attic and scratched his head in confusion.

"With such a commotion, the Golden Core cultivators in each pavilion should have noticed. Why didn't Fellow Daoist Ji come out to investigate?"

A moment later, Master Moyun, who was refining the pill, suddenly vomited blood. The blood was black and made a sizzling sound when it fell to the ground, along with a foul odor.

Everyone felt the power of the purification array surging towards them, quickly purifying their blood.

Master Moyun's breathing became rapid, and a look of horror flashed across his face. He discovered that his physical condition was deteriorating rapidly, and the pollution was spreading deep into his internal organs, which he was powerless to stop.

He doesn't know if the pollution can be recovered if it is allowed to continue.

I once witnessed a teammate's body being completely corrupted and mutated, eventually going berserk and attacking his own people, before being killed by everyone.

Not wanting to make others feel helpless, he immediately took out a stack of talismans and a jade bottle.

Perhaps due to trembling hands, two talismans floated down, like leaves falling in late autumn.

He activated a superior-grade purification talisman, and a soft white light enveloped his entire body.

Master Moyun poured out the Vajra Pill from the jade bottle, and without even looking at how much there was, tilted his head back and stuffed it into his mouth.

If the effects of the talismans could be stacked, he would definitely activate all of them and apply them to his body.

Seeing his actions, how could the few people who were still nearby not know that something had happened?

Master Wuxuan opened his mouth as if to ask a question, but after several attempts he didn't speak. Asking at this moment would only cause trouble.

Wan Jinrong and his sister exchanged a glance, both sensing something was wrong.

It was obvious that the pill the other person had just taken had no effect, or rather, no effect as expected; the pollution they were experiencing was more severe than it appeared on the surface.

About 15 minutes later, Master Yunyan flew back, her face grim, because the pursuit had failed.

The area shrouded in demonic mist is the domain of demons and true demons. The traces they leave behind quickly dissipate, making it difficult to catch them unless you can catch up with them from the very beginning.

She glanced at it slowly and said in a low voice:
"Why haven't I seen Fellow Daoist Xuanqing? Did you go back again?"

With such a loud impact from the magic array, there was no reason why the other side wouldn't have sensed it.

As cultivators guarding a fortress, it would be unreasonable for them not to be vigilant.

Wan Jinrong scratched his head, glanced at the other two, and replied:

"He didn't come out; I think he must be at a crucial stage in refining the elixir."

He changed the subject, transmitting his voice:

"Fellow Daoist, Master Moyun's condition is very bad; he has vomited blood, and..."

He recounted the truth, which successfully diverted Master Yunyan's attention.

Several cultivators were anxiously watching Mo Yun's situation, as any accident that happened to him would have far-reaching consequences.

Wan Jinrong grew increasingly nervous. He had been planning to participate in patrols to experience combat firsthand, but now that this had happened, he had to reconsider whether his decision to go out was worthwhile.

Master Moyun is a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, and he keeps saying that his return is due to the true demon's deliberate indulgence.

His physique at the third level of the Golden Core stage, coupled with his relatively weak combat skills as a weapon refiner, somewhat dampened his enthusiasm.

After a while, Mo Yunzhen opened his eyes with a look of utter despair. At that moment, some dark red blood vessels appeared in the whites of his eyes.

"Hehe. I've taken so many pills, but they can't stop the pollution from penetrating deeper, let alone completely purify it."

He gave a few sullen, bitter laughs, his tone filled with gritted teeth and hatred:
"Sir, did you fail to catch up with the enemy?"

At this moment, his hatred for the true demon outweighed his fear; if he were to be corrupted and turned into a monster, he would rather die in battle now.

He was given hope for life and then cruelly taken it away. Now his mindset has become twisted, and he longs for a grand battle with the enemy.

Master Yunyan hummed in agreement and said:

“The traces of the true demon have vanished, and I have no way of tracing them back.”

She changed the subject, her tone softening with concern as she asked:

"Don't be so pessimistic. Tell us your specific situation so we can all help you find a solution."

The other person had followed her for many years and worked under her before coming to Wulan Mountain; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a confidant.

Now that the other party is in crisis, she should offer help as much as possible, both morally and logically. "What methods do you have?" Master Moyun asked with a wry smile. He knew what others were good at and knew it would be difficult to help him in his current situation.

He sighed and explained his physical condition in detail:

"The pollution has already spread throughout the body; the muscles and blood are all contaminated to varying degrees."

Moreover, the pollution continues to penetrate deeper, and bones and internal organs are also beginning to be affected. Except for the Five Elements Divine Palace, which is currently fine, other aspects are experiencing problems.

More importantly, the rate of pollution spread is showing a clear trend of accelerating.

Based on what I've observed, even if we were to rush to the fortress where the True Lord is stationed to provide aid now, it would be too late.

There are only two paths now: first, find a way to suppress the spread of pollution; second, find a way to purify the pollution as soon as possible, as the effects of the Vajra Pill and the Purification Talisman are insufficient to complete the purification.

He doesn't want to give up hope either. He's a man of strong will who has come this far, but now it seems like he's in a dead end and has no way out.

Yunyan Zhenren was in a dilemma. Her strongest skill lay in combat; otherwise, she wouldn't have been in charge of a fortress.

If it were a direct confrontation, she was confident she could fight against a True Demon of the same level.

Although the area shrouded in demonic mist is the home ground of true demons, and most cultivators are suppressed by true demons of the same realm, cultivators like her are an exception.

She looked at the others and said:
"Do any of you guys have any ideas?"

Master Wuxuan and Wan Jinru remained silent; their expertise lay in combat, and they were of no help.

Wan Jinrong remained silent as well; even he, a weapon refiner, was helpless in the face of the current situation.

Looking at everyone's expressions, Master Yunyan became even more irritated.

"Let's all go to my attic to discuss this. I'll have Zhang Haoyang check if there are any higher-grade pills with purifying power in the warehouse."

She herself didn't believe this, because if such a pill existed, she would definitely remember it by heart.

Managing high-level resources is the responsibility of the person in charge.

She frowned slightly, and said to herself with displeasure:
"Master Jinrong, please go and invite Fellow Daoist Xuanqing to come here."

Even though he was at a crucial moment in the alchemy process, I still invited him here. Now, the safety of Master Moyun is more important; if the alchemy fails, I'll bear the loss."

Even if the other party is an excellent alchemist, they cannot be so indifferent to the safety of the fortress. The magic array was violently impacted, and even if the other party cannot leave, they should at least send out their beasts to investigate.

“Yes, sir,” Wan Jinrong strode away first, followed by the others who helped Master Moyun leave.

A world of gourds, beneath the Gathering Yuan Tree.

Ji An sat in a rattan chair, leisurely savoring the Jade Dew Golden Bud Tea.

He had just finished refining the Vajra Pill, producing five pills from one batch of medicinal herbs, four of which were of the highest quality, marking his best performance to date.

Suddenly, the golden retriever appeared beside them, squeaking!

The spirit-seeking rat squealed twice, signaling a mental connection.

Upon hearing someone calling from the attic, Ji An immediately put away the alchemy furnace and called to the golden-haired man to leave together.

After returning to his cave, he took out several kinds of spiritual herbs and put them into the alchemy furnace. Then he activated the Azure Lotus Heart-Burning Flame to spread the fragrance of the herbs.

After doing all this, he opened the legal barrier and went out to greet them.

As Wan Jinrong entered the pavilion, he smelled the fragrance of medicinal herbs and said:

"I guessed right, fellow Daoist is indeed refining pills."

A while ago, the magic array was violently impacted, and Master Moyun's team was attacked by a true demon. He himself was corrupted by demonic energy and was in critical condition. Let's hurry over there.

The two left one after the other and quickly arrived at Master Yunyan's pavilion.

Ji An was startled when he saw the appearance of Master Moyun. His face was covered with dark blue veins and his eyes were bloodshot.

Not only that, his hair was like dry grass, without any luster, and his body was trembling slightly, as if he was desperately enduring something.

Ji An stepped forward and cupped his hands in greeting:
"The alchemy was at a critical moment when the incident occurred. Please forgive us for being late."

Master Wuxuan said somewhat coldly:
"An attack on the magic array is an extremely serious matter. Fellow Daoist, you should put down everything you are doing and come out to check if the fortress is in danger."

He disliked this behavior; it was clear that although the other party had been in the fortress for two years, he had not yet fully settled into his role of guarding it.

Ji An sincerely apologized several times, explaining that he was in the small world at the time; otherwise, he would have definitely come out to check.

Master Yunyan did not make things difficult for him, but instead explained the current situation and asked:
"Does Master Xuanqing have a good plan?"

If anyone in the fortress is most likely to come up with a solution, it's the alchemist right in front of us.

Ji An pondered and said:
"I am skilled in sealing spirits. Once the spell is successfully cast, it can seal the flow of spiritual energy. From a higher perspective, demonic energy is also a part of spiritual energy. It's worth a try."

In addition, I spent more than 20 years using a secret method to create a precious talisman, which is a third-grade low-level purification talisman.

"This concerns the life of Master Moyun, so I am willing to use it."

His voice was resolute and full of noble character.

In truth, he wasn't sure if the treatment would be effective, but since everyone else was at a loss, he decided to try anything as a last resort.

(End of this chapter)