The rise of the sect: I am the most enduring child in the world of immortality

Ye Yang was silent for a moment, smiled, nodded slowly, and said.

"What the senior said is absolutely right."

Outside the quiet room, the hustle and bustle in Yubao Tower was still as lively as ever, with people's laughter and bidding sounds intertwined.

In the quiet room, the conversation between Ye Yang and the old man gradually became subdued, leaving only a quiet atmosphere slowly flowing in the air.

The bustling Yubao Tower was crowded with people and as lively as a boiling pot.

In the past, this was certainly an honorable place in the ghost market, however, it only did business with high-level monks and above.

Be it Tian Gang Zhenren or the expensive treasures in Yubao Tower, they are far beyond the affordability of ordinary cultivators.

But during this period of time, things in Yubao Tower were out of character.

I don’t know where a large batch of Feitianmen’s Three Treasures All-Purpose Ointment came from, and this precious thing has become available at any time.

In fact, the price is much lower than the original one.

For a time, it was crowded with people, and it became a holy place that countless practitioners dreamed of and rushed to.

No matter whether they are lone cultivators or disciples from famous sects, they all feel honored to be able to purchase a Three Treasures All-Purifying Ointment in the Yubao Tower.

"Have you ever heard of this? A few days ago, a casual cultivator was seriously injured in a secret realm and nearly died. Who would have thought that with just one bottle of Three Treasures All-purpose Ointment, the injury was miraculously healed in just half a day!"

A monk in a dark grey robe spoke to his companions in a low voice with an amazed look on his face.

“What the hell!”

Another person quickly took over the conversation, his tone full of envy.

"I also heard that the elder of Feitian Sect actually condescended to come here to buy them, and he bought three at once! In my opinion, Yubaolou must have reached some kind of unknown cooperation with Feitian Sect."

"What? The Feitianmen people also showed up?"

The man seemed surprised.

“No wonder Yubaolou has so many Three Treasures All-Purpose Creams. It turns out that they have climbed up the towering tree of Feitianmen!”

The gray-robed monk suddenly realized, and then lowered his voice even more and said.

“But having said that, the effect of this Three Treasures All-Seeking Ointment is truly amazing. Even those large sects with profound cultural heritage value it so much. If we, the independent cultivators, can store a few more, we will have a little more life-saving support when we venture out in the future.”

Similar discussions can be heard everywhere in many circles of practitioners.

The Sanbao Panacic Ointment is extremely precious, and most importantly, it is rare. Many people have waited for a long time but still find it difficult to obtain it.

The fame quickly swept across the entire Dayun Dynasty like a gust of wind, and even showed signs of spreading to the surrounding areas.

At this moment, Ye Yang was standing in a quiet room high up in the Yubao Tower, quietly overlooking the bustling crowd downstairs through the exquisite window lattices.

From time to time, a gleam of contemplation flashed in his deep eyes.

"Now that our reputation has been established, the next step is to see how to obtain the dragon blood from the earth veins."

Ye Yang whispered to himself, casually playing with the crystal clear, softly glowing apricot-yellow heart-protecting pill in his hand.

For him now, refining the Sanbao Wanxiu Ointment is not difficult, especially in the Yin-Yang Furnace and the weakened version of the pill recipe, which is much simpler than the ordinary refining.

The dragon blood in the underground veins is quite rare. Not only does it stay in the underground veins for a long time, but it is also extremely rare.

This thing requires the dragon vein and the earth's energy to intersect with each other to produce a small ball.

Even if an ordinary cultivator spends his entire life, he may not be able to find it.

"This thing still requires careful planning."

Ye Yang pondered for a moment, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

The popularity of the Sanbao Wanying Cream sold there not only did not subside in the slightest, but instead became like a prairie fire, burning more and more fiercely, causing a stir in the entire Dayun Dynasty.

For a time, rumors spread like flying catkins.

Some people said with certainty that Yubao Tower had already reached an agreement with Feitian Gate.

Some people also described it in vivid detail, saying that Yubao Tower invited an alchemy master who had been in seclusion for many years from somewhere, which was why such a miraculous elixir came into being.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the quiet room was a little solemn.

The old man sat steadily opposite Ye Yang, holding a cup of steaming tea in his hand, with a solemn expression.

In the following days, Ye Yang devoted himself to refining the elixir.

Not only did he use his superb alchemy skills to refine more high-quality Sanbao Wanying Ointment, but he also used his unique understanding of alchemy to launch several new elixirs with amazing effects.

Once these pills appeared in the world, they were like huge rocks thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing a sensation in the cultivation world.

Its miraculous effects attracted countless monks to pursue it, and even the royal family, who had always been high and mighty, sent people to purchase it.

Thanks to the popularity of these pills, Yubaolou's business is booming, with crowds of customers every day, making a lot of money and earning a lot of money.

Ye Yang's reputation and status, like a soaring kite, rose with the tide and became a popular and highly anticipated figure in the Dayun Dynasty.

today.

Inside the Yubao Tower, the scent of sandalwood wafts in the air, like a soft veil.

It slowly diffuses in the air, creating a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

Ye Yang sat alone in the private room, looking a little tired.

He sat there quietly, his fingertips subconsciously stroking the edge of the teacup.

The tea in the cup was emerald green, like a deep pool, and his slightly tired face was reflected on the clear water.

"Master Bai, are you available?"

An old and steady voice came from outside the closed door.

Ye Yang looked up when he heard the voice, and saw an old man in a gray robe gently push open the door and walk in steadily.

The old man's hair and beard were all white, as pure as snow, but his eyes were bright and lively.

"Daoyou."

Ye Yang stood up.

During this period of time, he had already figured out that this old man was one of the people behind the Yubao Tower, nicknamed Qinglin.

"Fellow Daoist Qinglin."

Ye Yang bowed and saluted with full courtesy.

Elder Qinglin smiled and waved his hand, indicating that Ye Yang didn't need to be so polite, and asked with concern.

"I wonder if Master Bai has gotten used to everything during his time at Yubao Tower?"

"Thanks for your careful care, senior. Everything here makes me feel comfortable." Ye Yang replied modestly.

Elder Qinglin nodded slightly, his eyes full of approval. He pondered for a moment and then spoke slowly.

"Master Bai is so young, but he has such extraordinary attainments in the way of alchemy. It is really admirable. I wonder if Master Ye is willing to stay in my Yubao Tower for a long time and work with us to carry forward the alchemy industry?"

Ye Yang's heart was slightly moved, but on the surface he remained calm, and asked calmly: "Senior, what exactly do you mean by this?"

Elder Qinglin's expression became serious, and he said seriously: "I am sincere and willing to provide Master Ye with all the resources he needs. Whether it is rare medicinal materials that are hard to find in the world, or those extremely precious pill recipe books, as long as Master Ye needs it, Yubaolou will do its best to satisfy it."

Ye Yang was keenly aware that when Elder Qinglin said this, a strange light flashed in his eyes. The light was as fleeting as a meteor, but it was like a sharp cold light, which instantly set off alarm bells in Ye Yang's heart.

"Thank you for your kindness, senior."

Ye Yang thought for the right words and spoke slowly.

"It's just that I'm free-spirited by nature. I've always loved traveling around to gain more knowledge. If I stay in one place for a long time, I'm afraid... I'm afraid it would be difficult to adapt."

"Master Ye, there is no need to reply so quickly."

Elder Qinglin interrupted Ye Yang and said with a smile, "Master, you might as well think about it carefully. No matter when, the door of Yubao Tower will always be open to Master Ye.

"That's right."

Elder Qinglin seemed to suddenly remember something, took out a jade slip from his sleeve, handed it to Ye Yang, and said, "This is a little gift from this old man, I hope Master Ye will not refuse, and must accept it."

Ye Yang took the jade slip doubtfully, probed into it with his spiritual sense, and found that it contained several extremely rare pill recipes.

These pill recipes are extraordinary. If they were to spread to the outside world, they would surely cause a stir in the alchemy world and trigger countless people to scramble for them.

"This is really too expensive..." Ye Yang pretended to refuse, with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Master Bai, you're welcome."

Elder Qinglin said with a smile.

"With Master Bai's profound attainments in alchemy, these recipes can only truly bring out their greatest value in the hands of Master Ye."

Seeing this, Ye Yang had no choice but to accept the jade slip, but the vigilance in his heart became more and more surging like the tide.

The more enthusiastic Elder Qinglin was, the more he felt that there was something fishy behind this matter, and that there must be something fishy going on.

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Sure enough, Elder Qinglin soon spoke.

"I came here today to ask for a favor. I hope Master Bai can lend a hand."

He paused slightly, as if weighing his words.

"I have an old friend whose family member is seriously injured and in critical condition. He hopes to meet Master Bai."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yang couldn't help but frown slightly. It wasn't that he didn't want to help, but the previous agreement between the two parties did not involve this aspect.

"Don't worry, I will never let you get into danger this time. The other party said that the Netherworld Family is willing to give you the 'Xuan Yin Jade Marrow' as a gift."

Qinglin looked at Ye Yang calmly and spoke slowly.

When Ye Yang heard this, his heart was shocked.

Xuanyin Jadeite is also extremely rare, and can help cultivators significantly improve their cultivation in a short period of time.

Especially when many real cultivators break through the bottleneck, it is a priceless treasure and quite rare.

Even many sects may not be able to produce a piece of this rare treasure.

And the Netherworld Family was actually willing to use this as a reward.

However, what concerned him more were the four words "Netherworld Family".

This family has always been mysterious, like a shadow hidden in the depths of darkness, rarely revealing its true face to the world, and its relationship with the royal family is intricate, entangled, and elusive.

Just at this moment.

The door of the private room creaked and was slowly pushed open again.

A middle-aged man in a black robe walked in quietly with steady and powerful steps.

His face was sinister, as if covered by a layer of icy frost, and his whole body exuded a chilling aura that made people feel uncomfortable, as if it could freeze the air around him.

"This is Youlong, the patriarch of the Netherworld Family."

Upon seeing this, Elder Qinglin quickly introduced him to Ye Yang.

The Youlong tribe leader bowed slightly and said to Ye Yang.

"I have long heard that Master Bai has extraordinary attainments in the Dao of Alchemy. Today I am fortunate to meet him and he is indeed worthy of his reputation."

Although there was a hint of politeness in his words, the aura of a superior was inadvertently revealed.

Ye Yang hurriedly returned the greeting, but he was secretly alert in his heart.

He could clearly feel that the cultivation level of the Netherworld Family Patriarch was unfathomable, and his aura was restrained yet powerful.

In front of such a strong man, he had to be on his guard.

“Where are the injured now?”

Ye Yang asked calmly.

"It's in the mansion."

The Youlong clan leader nodded slightly, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Master, please move over and take a look. We are really worried."

Ye Yang nodded slightly, and then followed the Youlong tribe leader to the Youming Mansion.

As soon as I stepped into the gate of the mansion, a biting chill hit me like a surging tide.

The entire mansion was filled with a gloomy atmosphere, as if shrouded by an invisible haze. Even the originally bright sunlight seemed a little dim when it shone in, as if its light was swallowed up by the gloomy atmosphere.

Finally, the patriarch brought Ye Yang to a secret room.

The door of the secret room slowly opened, and an even stronger aura of yin rushed towards us.

On the stone bed in the center of the secret room, there lay quietly an old man who looked as if he had withered skin.

Ye Yang took just one look and couldn't help but gasp.

The old man was as shriveled as a piece of wrinkled paper, with his skin tightly attached to his bones. He looked like a dried-up corpse, completely lifeless.

But what shocked Ye Yang the most was that the old man's injuries were exactly the same as those of the monks whose blood and essence were cruelly drained that he had seen in the Heavenly Sacrifice Ghost Book!

"This is."

Ye Yang suppressed the shock in his heart, trying to make his voice sound calmer.

"Our ancestor was suddenly seriously injured three days ago. We tried every possible means, but we still couldn't save him."

The patriarch sighed helplessly, his eyes full of worry and anxiety.

"I heard that Master Ye is very good at alchemy and has superb medical skills, so I took the liberty to come here and beg you to help me."

Ye Yang took a deep breath and walked forward to carefully check the old man's injuries.

After some investigation, he found that the old man's blood and essence had been almost drained, and even his spirit had become extremely weak, like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time.

This kind of injury could not be caused by ordinary means, there must be an unknown secret behind it.

"I need some time to prepare."

Ye Yang pondered for a moment and said, "In addition, if you want to save him, you also need the Earth Vein Dragon Blood as the main medicine."

"this?"

"Earth vein dragon blood?"

The Nether Dragon stood up suddenly, his face suddenly changed. The candlelight in the secret room flickered, casting distorted shadows on the wall.

Several elders looked at each other, unable to hide the shock in their eyes.

Ye Yang looked calm and continued.

"His body is already at the end of its strength. If you want to save him, you must integrate the dragon blood of the earth veins. Otherwise, even if you refine it, the efficacy will be greatly reduced."

One of the elders couldn't help but speak up.

"Master Bai, you don't know that the dragon blood of the earth veins is the essence of heaven and earth, which is rarely seen in a thousand years. Although my Netherworld family has a deep foundation, it is also..."

"Shut up!" the clan leader interrupted harshly, then turned to Ye Yang and forced a smile on his face.

"Since Master Ye has spoken, he must be confident. I just wonder how much earth vein dragon blood he will need?"

There was a hint of surprise in Ye Yang's eyes. He didn't expect that the other party actually had some tricks. He spoke.

"One strand is enough." Ye Yang extended his index finger, "but it must be pure earth vein dragon blood, without any other impurities."

The patriarch pondered for a moment, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes.

"good."

The Youlong clan leader finally made up his mind.

"Master Bai, please rest assured. I will gather the power of the family and go look for it right away." (End of this chapter)