Chapter 151: Regeneration Pill

Stepping out of the Langhuan Grand Hall, the senior brothers exchanged greetings and returned to their respective peaks, eagerly anticipating the reopening of the Xuancang Pavilion.

Never before had Tianzhu Peak been so lively. Yan Dongjue and the other peak lords remained at Junzi Peak to discuss major matters with the sect master. With the mountain tiger away, the monkeys reigned supreme. The junior brothers had purchased fine wine and delicious food from Lotus Town, gathering around the cloud platform to drink merrily and fully enjoy the joy of surviving a catastrophe.

"Junior Brother Nine, you have made the greatest contribution this time. The master and the sect master will surely shower you with praises," laughed senior brother Cang Bailang, his face pale.

"Indeed! Junior brother saved so many people, and the other sects will surely be grateful to us. The sect master will definitely attach great importance to cultivating you. The rest of us brothers will be relying on you from now on," Qian Cai squinted his eyes, chiming in with a mischievous chuckle.

Just as Lin Feng was about to offer a few words of modesty, Fang Xiaotian blinked and said, "Senior brothers, haven't you noticed? Senior Sister Chen of Furong Peak seems to have taken a fancy to our junior brother. This is a tremendous blessing!"

"Puff!" Senior brother, who was in the middle of heavily gulping down the 'Spring Breeze' wine from his gourd, spat a mouthful right into Su Shenwu's face opposite him.

"Cough, cough! Junior Brother Eight, what did you just say? Senior Sister Chen? Yuxi?" Cang Bailang shouted in astonishment while frantically wiping the wine off Su Shenwu's face.

"Hey, Senior Brother, you mustn't address Senior Sister Chen so casually from now on. If you use such an intimate form of address, Junior Brother Lin might get jealous," Fang Xiaotian teased with a smile.

"Right, right! How should we address her then?" Qian Cai chimed in loudly from the side in a sarcastic tone.

"Well, that you'll have to ask our junior brother. Tell us, should we call her sister-in-law, or junior sister?" Cang Bailang echoed, looking extremely pleased with himself.

"Haha, Junior Brother, don't be shy. Look, you're even blushing..."

The senior brothers burst into a chorus of jeers, refusing to let Lin Feng off the hook and resorting to both coercion and enticement until he finally promised to invite Yuxi to gather at Tianzhu Peak another day.

"What are you all doing here! Have you forgotten what the sect master just said? You lot show no ambition or drive, you make me utterly furious!" Suddenly, an angry roar from Yan Dongjue echoed through the sky. Everyone was startled, only to realize that their master's spiritual projection was standing in the void, his face full of wrath.

"Master, please calm your anger! Quick, quick, go cultivate!" Kicking one junior brother over, the senior brother vanished in the blink of an eye.

Struck with terror in their hearts, the crowd immediately scattered like birds and beasts. For a moment of greed for fun and games, they had actually forgotten that their master was a formidable master of the Spirit Division Stage, and they had been caught red-handed.

Two days later, Yan Dongjue finally returned to the mountain. As usual, he summoned all the disciples to Hongyu Hall to lecture them thoroughly, before finally announcing that the Xuancang Pavilion would be opened the next day.

"Opening the seventh and eighth floors on such a large scale is unprecedented in our sect's history. Normally, only the peak lords of each peak are qualified to ascend to these two floors. You must seize this opportunity and not let it slip through your fingers!"

Filled with joy, the disciples replied in unison.

"Assemble at Longxiang Peak tomorrow morning. Junior Brother Nine, stay behind!" Yan Dongjue snorted coldly and waved his hand.

Assuming their master was going to give special private instruction to the youngest junior brother, the senior brothers exchanged winks and made eyes at Lin Feng before withdrawing one by one.

"Kneel down!" The moment everyone had retreated out of earshot, Yan Dongjue suddenly let out an explosive shout.

Caught completely off guard, Lin Feng's legs nearly went weak. Gritting his teeth, he slowly sank to his knees.

"Rebellious disciple! I chose not to make a fuss back at the Ten Thousand Demons Heaven, but did you really think you could pull the wool over my eyes with those little tricks of yours? Did you kill Fourth? Where has Wuzhui been these past few days? Speak!" Yan Dongjue glared furiously, shattering his chair with a single palm strike.

Lin Feng raised his head, took a breath, and slowly said, "That's right, Zhou Kuigang was killed by me. If Master wishes to punish me, please do as you see fit!"

A storm of expressions crossed Yan Dongjue's face as he pointed at him and sneered, "A leopard truly cannot change its spots! How dare you murder a fellow disciple? Do you still regard me as your master? Killing a fellow sect member is a supreme crime; even if the sect master were to come here, he would not spare you. Rebellious disciple! Today I shall purge the sect of scum! Since I brought you up the mountain, perishing by my hand will at least settle this grievance."

"Junior Brother, hold on!" Anticipating that Yan Dongjue would execute Lin Feng, Jun Wuji had personally arrived at Tianzhu Peak.

Yan Dongjue's expression turned extremely unsightly. Looking Lin Feng up and down, he repeatedly sneered, "Sect Master, do not stop me. If I do not kill this rebellious disciple today, how can I face Fourth's spirit in heaven?"

Jun Wuji shook his head and said, "To handle it this way would be to offset merit with guilt. Not only would he harbor resentment in his heart, but cultivators across the world would also look down upon our sect. Although the Asura Heavenly Wolf is a beast, it is still a living creature. An eye for an eye is the way of heaven. Junior Brother, since the matter has already occurred, why dwell on who is right and who is wrong? We cultivators should simply flow with fate and the heavens."

Yan Dongjue frowned in deep confusion, looking at the sect master as he asked, "How can a demon beast be treated on equal terms with a human? Two rebellious disciples colluded with one another. If they are not severely punished, justice will not be served..."

Lin Feng hurriedly interrupted, "Master, please do not wrong Wuzhui. This matter was entirely my doing and has nothing to do with him. If punishment is to be dealt, this disciple has no complaints whatsoever..."

"Quiet! If I couldn't see through your little schemes, I would have lived in vain! Hmph!" Yan Dongjue flicked his sleeve, cutting him off mid-sentence.

Jun Wuji smiled slightly and smoothed things over. "You should head back now. Tomorrow the Xuancang Pavilion opens, and you will need to expend quite a bit of effort."

"Sect Master Uncle..." Lin Feng murmured softly, his gaze shifting back to Yan Dongjue.

"What are you staring at? Since it is the sect master's command, this crime will be temporarily recorded. I will settle accounts with you later. Get back!" Yan Dongjue snorted, clasping his hands behind his back.

Lin Feng slowly stood up. At last, this storm had come to a temporary end.

Before dawn the next day, fifteen elite inner sect disciples gathered in front of the Xuancang Pavilion on Longxiang Peak. Among them, eight were from Tianzhu Peak, making up a full half. Feng Yiyuan, Chen Yuxi, and the others were also included in the roster.

All four peak lords had arrived. Jun Wuji stood tall, gazing into the distance toward the east as if awaiting the moment of sunrise. Yan Dongjue remained silent, his gaze shifting continuously among the disciples. Qin Menglan twirled a flowering branch in her hand, a faint smile on her lips, breathtakingly elegant and ethereal. Huanchun Shan sat quietly beneath a large bronze tripod, his expression as calm as stagnant water.

The disciples from the four peaks naturally occupied separate areas, communicating via voice transmission. The senior brothers from Tianzhu Peak cast ambiguous glances at both Lin Feng and Yuxi. Fortunately, it was still dark, and the others did not notice the anomaly on this side.

The morning glow bloomed, scattering golden light in all directions. The sect master let out a long breath, turned around, and said, "It is time."

Yan Dongjue and the others hurriedly stepped forward to stand respectfully by Jun Wuji's side. The disciples lined up in order, quietly waiting for the Xuancang Pavilion to open.

The four of them exchanged glances before calling out in unison toward the Xuancang Pavilion, "We respectfully request the Senior Uncle to open the Xuancang Pavilion!"

Everyone cast their gazes toward the towering doors, eagerly anticipating the arrival of this moment.

The morning light shone upon everyone's faces, reflecting the color of surprise and excitement. After a lapse of two years, the Xuancang Pavilion was slowly opening once more. However, this time, only two Pavilion Elders appeared; Ji Wuqiu had fallen into an eternal slumber among the endless dust of the vast universe.

"This time, the seventh and eighth floors are opened. Each person is limited to taking one treasure per floor, and contribution points will no longer be consumed. However, the spiritual treasures on the eighth floor must be obtained by those with a fated affinity. Do not be greedy; you must all keep this firmly in mind," the Grand Elder's voice echoed from the void, plain and vicissitudinous.

"Understood..." Suppressing their fluttering emotions, the disciples replied in unison.

"You may now enter the pavilion to claim your treasures." After speaking, Tian Lun sighed almost imperceptibly. In that unknown space, he looked up in lonely solitude toward the chessboard, a bitter expression on his face. His left sleeve hung completely empty, fluttering in the wind.

Jun Wuji nodded to the disciples, who stepped into the Xuancang Pavilion in an orderly fashion. Soon, only the four peak lords and the two pavilion elders remained on the platform.

"Junior Brother, Junior Sister, with all these young talents gathered this time, who do you think will carry off the first prize?" the sect master smiled and initiated the topic.

Huanchun Shan spoke up first, "None other than Yiyuan and Bailang."

Fairy Furong gave a light chuckle and said, "I wouldn't be so sure. Personally, I hold high hopes for young Lin Feng."

Yan Dongjue snorted, offering no reply.

Jun Wuji turned his head slightly to look at his junior brothers and sister, smiling as he said, "In that case, why don't we place a wager? What do you think?"

"Oh?" The three of them looked at each other in surprise, as the sect master had no prior reputation for gambling.

"I'll wager on Yiyuan," Huanchun Shan said.

Qin Menglan smiled, "Junior Brother, your disciple Lian Huanzhong is also quite a talent. Why not wager on him?"

Huanchun Shan shook his head, looking immensely pleased with himself. "Compared to Yiyuan, Huanzhong falls slightly short. Hehe, since we are gambling, we won't be bound by sectarian biases."

Yan Dongjue glanced at him, snorted coldly, and said, "Cang Bailang."

Qin Menglan said, "I will follow Senior Brother's lead; this treasure belongs to Yuxi."

Jun Wuji still smiled, "Since that is the case, I choose Lin Feng."

Everyone looked at him in astonishment.

Inside the Xuancang Pavilion, the disciples hurried toward the entrance of the seventh floor. Normally, this floor was guarded by restrictions, and no matter how many contribution points one possessed, entry was forbidden. Now, the path from the first floor all the way to the seventh was completely unimpeded.

In the long-awaited seventh floor, however, not a single spiritual weapon was on display; this floor was dedicated exclusively to elixirs and various secret manuals. The renowned Hundred Flowers Sect was famous throughout the world for its elixirs, and every single item on this floor was entirely unique.

No one wasted time on conversation, silently examining these rare immortal-grade elixirs as gasps of astonishment echoed one after another. Unlike the elixirs displayed on the lower floors, which were only marked with names and contribution points, every single compartment here had a detailed description including its name and purpose.

Contained within a jade purification bottle, a Fuhui Pill faintly radiated rippling spiritual light through the green jade, capable of extending an ordinary person's lifespan by thirty years!

Shaped like a shelled peanut with a warm, ointment-like surface, the Jade Marrow Star Dew Pill condensed a mass of galaxy elixir energy above it, capable of forging the physique of a Martial Saint!

A golden peach-pit-shaped elixir continuously emitted sounds resembling the roars of dragons and tigers, its elixir energy taking the shape of an infant—a tremendously precious Nascent Molding Pill. Any cultivator in the Golden Core stage who consumed it was guaranteed to form a Nascent Soul!

In addition, there were Crystal Nectar, Water-Dividing Pills, Great God Pills, and other unheard-of rare treasures. These elixirs were top-tier immortal medicines refined by successive generations of Hundred Flowers Sect experts who gathered rare materials from heaven and earth and exhausted supreme wisdom, many of which were now out of print.

This time, their horizons were truly broadened. Everyone felt a sense of satisfaction after hunting for novelties, yet none of them immediately chose an elixir. Just as Lin Feng was about to walk toward the rows of secret manual cabinets, Lichis voice suddenly sounded in his mind, "Quickly take that Regeneration Pill! This lord can be reborn in a physical body, hahaha!"

"Huh? A Regeneration Pill?" Lin Feng turned back, quickly locating the elixir.

Shaped like a cherry, white tinged with red, and eerily crimson like fresh blood, it was none other than the flesh-and-bone-restoring Regeneration Pill!

"Are you sure you want this? I only have one chance. If I give it to you, how will you repay me?" Lin Feng communicated mentally with Lichi.

"This—naturally, this lord won't treat you unfairly. Rest assured," Lichi said solemnly.

"Very well. I only have one condition: from now on, whatever I ask you, you must answer. How about that?" Lin Feng didn't hesitate, knowing the opportunity to enter the Xuancang Pavilion came only once.

"Hmm? Let me think about it." Lichi fell silent for a moment before saying, "No problem. However, I will only answer questions concerning your realm; other matters are entirely off the table."

"Since that's the case, I'll add one more condition: you must obey my commands. You are not allowed to stir up trouble at will, and absolutely cannot expose your identity or indiscriminately harm people." Without bickering further, Lin Feng laid down this baseline requirement.

"Did you even need to say that? Hurry up, hurry up, your senior brothers have already walked far ahead."

Without wasting any more breath, Lin Feng directly took the Regeneration Pill. Looking back, he saw that his senior brothers had all obtained a secret manual, each of them beaming with joy as they walked toward the eighth floor.

"I wonder if this counts as a bad deal... Oh well, let's see what the next floor holds." He sighed helplessly and followed after them.