Looking at the low-grade, top-quality pills before her, Yu Xiyan's head began to ache slightly. The scene before her began to shift, and her subconscious returned to the imperial court of the past.
"Wife, look, I did it!"
Shen Zhao ran to Yu Xiyan, holding a large plate of pills and looking excited.
Before Shen Zhao could even boast about his pill refining success, Yu Xiyan frowned, her eyebrows furrowed: "Shen Zhao, what did you just call me?"
"I called you wife, look…"
"How dare you! Shen Zhao, who gave you permission to use such an intimate term to address me? Do you treat everything I say as if it's just wind passing your ears?"
"Ah, I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I was too excited. Look at these pills…"
"They're just low-level pills, the Capital City Spirit Medicine Pavilion has plenty of them. Don't think you can get complacent just because you've achieved some results, it'll only make Me look down on you even more!"
"Your Majesty is right to instruct me, but I must report to Your Majesty that if these pills are distributed to the border soldiers, it will avoid excessive and unnecessary casualties in their battles with the Barbarians.
It will also save a large sum of military expenditure each year, and even the surplus pills can be sold to various cultivators to increase the national treasury's income."
"Oh? Do you know how many pills the fifty thousand Great Yin Dynasty soldiers on the border need?"
"I guarantee that I can provide the border soldiers with two hundred thousand spirit pills of various grades, from first to third grade, per year. It's enough to cope with any level of war."
Yu Xiyan heard this and walked slowly to the plate, picking up a pill to examine it.
To think low-grade pills can be refined with nine-grade pill patterns?
She was full of surprise. She scanned the approximately one hundred pills in the plate with her spiritual sense, and they were all uniformly nine-grade pill patterns.
"How many pills of this grade have you refined?"
"Answering Your Majesty, the first batch yielded thirteen thousand pills. All of them have nine-layered pill patterns, and they have been verified by the alchemists. Their medicinal efficacy is ten times that of ordinary pills of the same level."
"Excellent! Shen Zhao, this time you've made a great contribution to the Great Yin Dynasty. I have always been fair in rewarding and punishing. What do you want? I can grant you a reasonable request!"
"Then, Your Majesty, may this subject establish a separate General's Mansion and train an elite army for the Great Yin Dynasty, to sweep away all the barbarians!"
"You mean to say that the millions of troops of the Great Yin Dynasty don't have an elite army?"
"Your Majesty is overthinking it. It's just that I've always liked arranging troops and formations. I hope Your Majesty will give this subject a chance."
"Good, I will grant your request. However, don't expect much support from me for your General's Mansion. The scale it develops to will depend entirely on your own abilities.
Also, you must remember your identity. Everything you have belongs to me. If you dare to disobey me, I will not spare you."
"Your Majesty, please rest assured. This subject is absolutely loyal to Your Majesty and will not harbor any rebellious thoughts."
"You may leave. I need to cultivate."
"Yes, this subject will take his leave!"
The memory faded. Yu Xiyan looked at the familiar pill in her hand, a pill she knew intimately. She gently held it in her palm.
At that moment, she had a vague idea of Liu Chengzhou's true identity.
There was no other alchemist in the world who could, with such scarce materials, refine a batch of thousands of low-grade pills in such a short time. Nor would any other alchemist painstakingly refine the medicine patterns to the ninth grade.
Only that person, her husband, Shen Zhao, possessed such talent and perseverance!
How could I have been so foolish? I should have realized it in the hall yesterday. Liu Chengzhou's style is exactly the same as his, but why didn't he come to acknowledge me? Could it be...
Yu Xiyan was taken aback. She and Shen Zhao had never actually met before, so they shouldn't know each other. He shouldn't recognize her.
But…
Thinking about this, Yu Xiyan was a bit troubled. What reason should she use to hint at Shen Zhao?
While Ding Bubuer and Yu Xiyan were busy packing up the pills, Shen Zhao hurried towards the West Gate entrance.
Looking at the transparent barrier, Shen Zhao took a deep breath and then muttered to himself, "I'm sorry, but for the sake of business, I have no choice!"
After speaking, he gathered his energy and threw a punch. BANG! He smashed it against the barrier.
The next moment, the barrier shattered in response, and the entrance was directly destroyed by Shen Zhao.
Just as Shen Zhao was about to head to his next location, a stone emitting a bright light suddenly fell from mid-air.
"Huh?"
Shen Zhao picked up the stone, brushed off the dust, and examined it closely.
Immediately, a surge of powerful spiritual energy filled his body, causing the Qi Sea within him to faintly boil.
"This is..."
The next moment, information about the stone appeared in his mind.
"This is a crystal stone formed by the White Tiger of the West, one of the Ancient Four Divine Beasts? It can stimulate human potential and is a fragment of the Chaos God-Demon Body!"
"Holy shit!"
Shen Zhao never expected that a casual action of his would grant him the Chaos God-Demon Body, ranked third among the Ancient Ten Saintly Bodies, a treasure he hadn't obtained in his previous nine lives.
In his previous life, he had risked his life for Yu Xiyan, only to obtain the Innate Dao Body, which was ranked fifth among the Ten Saintly Bodies. And now, he'd been dealt a royal flush right off the bat.
Thinking of this, Shen Zhao's lips curved into a smile. "Since I can obtain Chaos God-Demon Body fragments at the entrance, it seems the other three locations should also have corresponding fragments."
So, Shen Zhao immediately rushed towards the entrance in the east…
At this time, everyone had gone to explore the depths of the Fuxi Abyss secret realm for opportunities. Who would be left at the entrances?
After half a day, Shen Zhao effortlessly shattered the Barriers/Formations at the east and north entrances, obtaining Azure Dragon and Black Tortoise fragments.
Next was the southern entrance, the one he had entered.
However, Shen Zhao didn't plan to destroy the southern Barrier/Formation just yet. After all, if he shattered the southern passage ahead of time, everyone might not be able to get out. He had to be cautious.
Just as Shen Zhao turned back towards the southern entrance, several cultivators suddenly blocked his path.
"Old geezer, you've offended the Ninth Prince! You're dead today!"
The leader, Ma Jun, held a cold sword and glared at Shen Zhao with a face like ice.
Ma Jun was a Nascent Yuan Realm, fifth-rank cultivator.
The five other members of his group were also all Nascent Yuan Realm cultivators.
Shen Zhao heard this and laughed, "What's this about, friends? Time in the secret realm is limited. Instead of searching for opportunities, why are you bothering an old man like me?"
"Heh, a mere mortal like you being able to enter the Fuxi Abyss... Dying here will be the most glorious thing that ever happens to you."
Ma Jun looked at Shen Zhao with a smirk, as if he were already looking at a dead man.
Shen Zhao took a deep breath. "Are the young ones these days so arrogant? They won't even spare an old man like me, who's as weak as a chicken?"
Ma Jun said, "We apologize, we didn't want to attack a mere mortal, but the Ninth Prince promised us a share of the treasure he obtained from the Fuxi Abyss if we killed you. We couldn't refuse that offer."
"You actually believe that dog Chu Yang?" Shen Zhao sneered. "That's quite surprising. You youngsters are still too inexperienced; you don't even realize you're being used as pawns."
"Old man, you're still talking tough even at death's door?"
"Stop wasting time with him, just get rid of the old man already."
Knowing Shen Zhao's penchant for arguing, the others decided to stop talking and charged directly at him.
Seeing this, Shen Zhao sighed and sidestepped a sword strike. Then, he aimed a punch at the chest of the small fry who had attacked him.
Crack!
Before the small fry could react, he was sent flying into the sky by that casual punch, meeting his demise in the northwest.
The two small fry behind them pissed themselves when they saw this.
Unfortunately, it was too late to stop, as their bodies were still flying towards Shen Zhao.
Seeing Shen Zhao's fist, the size of a sandbag, about to smash into their faces, the small fry could only pray loudly, "Oh, spare me! Don't come over! It's going to hit!"
"Crack," "Crack," two sounds, and the small fry's heads slammed downwards, then bounced back up. Newton, seeing this scene, would have slapped his coffin lid and shouted "666!"
Ma Jun's face instantly changed. Seeing Shen Zhao brutally take down three small fry with his fists, his brain shut down, and the only thought in his head was, "We're done for, this guy's been playing possum."
Thinking of this, Ma Jun immediately hit the brakes mid-air, executed a perfect drift, and turned to run.
As for his other two companions, they belatedly realized and were immediately punched by Shen Zhao, their heads caving into their shoulders.
"Want to run? Too late!"
Seeing Ma Jun finish the run, and in the spirit of putting competition first and friendship second, Shen Zhao immediately picked up a stone from the ground and casually threw it.
"Aah!"
A scream rang out, and Ma Jun's legs were directly broken. He dropped to his knees with a thud.
"Don't kill me! Senior, I was wrong! I was really wrong!"
At this moment, Ma Jun had completely lost his previous arrogance, tears and snot flowing everywhere, making him look like a total mess.
Walking in front of Ma Jun, Shen Zhao didn't say a word and directly raised his hand for a slap, sending Ma Jun spinning thirty-six times in place.
As soon as the spinning stopped, another backhand slap sent him spinning counter-clockwise another thirty-six times. Only after spinning seventy-two times did Ma Jun return to the starting point.
By this time, Ma Jun's face had swollen into a pig's head.
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