I was just making up techniques… how did all of you become Emperors? Chapter 649 649: The Great Dao Pill is Completed

Hovering over the Pill Refinement Hall in the Wendao Sect, a dazzling purple-golden light wrapped around the surroundings. An intense scent of pills filled the air, seeping into the senses of Ji Wuwu and his fellow disciples, causing them to entirely lose track of their ongoing chores.

"So fragrant, I really want to taste the pills refined by Master."

Lu Ming whispered to himself, drool trickling from his lips.

"Me too," Chu Yan added.

Noticing their reactions, Ji Wuwu grinned and suggested, "Since you junior brothers all wish to expand your knowledge, why not set aside the outside events for now and head over together to witness Master's latest refined pills? What do you say?"

"Okay."

Lu Ming agreed and prepared to pull back his spiritual power from the Heaven Observing Mirror, yet Xian He, positioned nearby, interrupted. "Senior and junior brothers, take a look fast—someone's entering our Wendao Sect."

With those words out, all eyes in the group shifted straight to the Heaven Observing Mirror.

There, a robust, tall youth with dark skin gripped a massive hammer, advancing steadily up the stone path toward the Wendao Sect.

The youth bore numerous injuries across his body, and his steps wobbled unsteadily, as if a mere breeze might topple him over.

Witnessing this sight, the group exchanged puzzled glances before fixing their attention on Ji Wuwu.

Ji Wuwu declared, "We'll proceed with the initial idea—visit Master first to check out the new pills, then return to observe if this young one conquers the Immortal Ladder."

"That sounds right; it's tough for a regular mortal to conquer the Immortal Ladder—perhaps he'll quit midway and turn back," Chu Yan agreed.

Before long, they all consented and made their way to the Pill Refinement Hall. Master had secluded himself for pill refining over eighty-one full days this round, leaving them eager to discover what remarkable elixirs he had produced now.

Within the Pill Refinement Hall.

Chu Feng gazed at the eleven purple-gold Great Dao Pills emerging from the pill furnace, a subtle curve forming on his lips. In his mind, he reflected: This new realm truly shines; the Heavenly Dao hasn't established rules for the Dao of Pills yet, allowing one batch to yield nine superior Great Dao Pills.

Just then, the system's voice echoed in his thoughts: "Thanks to your instruction, the host's disciple has reached peak mastery in the Strange Fire Pill Refinement Art, granting the host Great Dao Truth +8."

Hearing the notification, Chu Feng glanced toward Jiang Yan and remarked, "Ah Yan, looks like you picked up a fair bit this time, huh?"

Jiang Yan rose to his feet and replied with respect, "Master, this disciple did learn something, though it's nothing compared to your own expertise."

"No need for false humility from you; it's unfortunate you haven't grasped the Great Dao Truth yet, or else I'd grant you a Great Dao Pill to advance your cultivation further."

Chu Feng was well aware of the risks in forcing rapid growth, so he refrained from offering the pill to Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan showed no sign of letdown; rather, he beamed and said, "Master speaks the absolute truth—this disciple understands that cultivation demands steady progress, and rushing it only backfires."

"Well done; your insight is solid. Come on, those folks outside must be getting restless by now."

With a sweep of his hand, Chu Feng flung open the doors of the Pill Refinement Hall, spotting Ji Wuwu and the rest waiting patiently just beyond.

"We pay our respects to Master."

The disciples chorused together.

"Rise, no formalities needed."

Chu Feng responded, a porcelain vial materializing in his grasp as he spoke calmly, "I figured you'd all be curious about the pills I've been crafting lately—time to let you young ones feast your eyes."

As he finished, spiritual power surged from him, summoning a single purple-gold Great Dao Pill into view for all to see.

The disciples stared at the pill's emanating Great Dao glow, each one involuntarily gulping down their saliva.

Observing their eager yet hesitant faces, Chu Feng chuckled, "Craving a bite?"

Like eager fledglings, Ji Wuwu and the others bobbed their heads and echoed, "We do."

"That's a fine drive to have, but at your present cultivation levels, swallowing a Great Dao Pill would shatter your bodies and claim your lives. Once you've attained comprehension of the Great Dao Truth, come claim one from me each."

Chu Feng concluded, then stored the Great Dao Pill back into the jade vial.

The sharpest method to spur disciples toward greater power lay in establishing varied targets—grand ones and minor ones alike.

This Great Dao Pill served merely as incentive for the smaller milestones; he was certain these youngsters would hasten their cultivation after glimpsing it.

"We shall follow your command."

Ji Wuwu and the others affirmed in harmony.

"Very well, dismiss yourselves—after days of pill refining, I'm feeling somewhat weary." Chu Feng stated this and moved to depart via the skies.

Right then, Lu Ming interjected, "Master, we actually came for one more thing to report."

"Oh?"

Chu Feng halted, pivoting to face his disciple, and urged, "Out with it."

Lu Ming explained, "Master, a young outsider has begun ascending the Immortal Ladder."

"I see; then dispatch someone to escort him, and see to his proper welcome upon arrival."

Chu Feng wrapped up his words and departed without delay, leaving the group to stare at one another in confusion.

Jiang Yan then added, "Senior Brother, junior brothers, I'm worn out too—that newcomer and the Heaven Observing Mirror are yours to manage."

"Understood."

Ji Wuwu acknowledged, then ushered the others away in a rush. At that moment, a shared resolve burned in their hearts: to train diligently and secure Master's Great Dao Pill without delay.

Three days passed.

Mo Yi at last completed his trek up the Immortal Ladder. Spotting the grand Immortal Palace ahead, a joyful grin spread across his features, and the tension he'd held snapped, sending his body pitching forward onto the ground.

Thud!

The dull impact roused the guarding Qing Song. Seeing the fresh arrival collapse, he flicked his hand, producing a droplet of Spirit Dew. This technique he had devised personally involved gathering spiritual energy into Spirit Dew, capable of spurring swift plant growth or even restoring wilted ones.

Though people differed from flora, Spirit Dew's benefits applied equally to both.

As the drop of Spirit Dew slipped into his mouth, Mo Yi felt like a desert wanderer finally reaching a fresh oasis—upon tasting it, vigor surged back through his frame in an instant.

He blinked his eyes open instinctively, finding a youth in a flowing green robe gazing down at him.

Mo Yi scrambled up quickly and bowed politely, "Many thanks to you, young friend, for your aid. Might I inquire where I am? It resembles the fabled Immortal Realm."

"You could call this an Immortal Realm without issue. Our Wendao Sect, established by the Dao Ancestor himself, stands as the sole sacred ground for cultivation among all races." Pride swelled in Qing Song's expression as he spoke.

"Wendao Sect?"

Mo Yi pondered the name furiously in his head, yet after much searching, no mentions of the Wendao Sect surfaced in his memory.

"That's right."

Qing Song beamed and inquired, "What's your name? Have you come seeking discipleship too?"

Mo Yi answered, "To you, young friend, I am Mo Yi, the youthful leader of the Mo Tribe. Lately, wars have raged among the three tribes. To safeguard my people, I ventured forth in search of a supreme divine weapon. I stumbled into the Wendao Sect by accident—please pardon the intrusion, young friend."

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