"That’s good, I don’t have much to offer, but I’ll give you so pills, hoping you’ll never need them."
Ge Ying took out several jade bottles and introduced them one by one:
"This gray bottle contains Thousand-Year-old Stalactite, which can quickly restore magical power, and there’s about a dozen drops left.
This light cyan jade bottle contains two Profound Origin Rebuilding Pills. If your Dharma Body is injured, taking this pill can quickly heal by reconnecting bones and regenerate blood.
This red jade bottle has one Blood Burning Pill that burns your vitality and magical power, used desperately, with great side effects. Unless absolutely necessary, don’t consu this pill."
Sensing her ti was running out, she prepared a batch of pills for each disciple, carrying her final concern.
Ji An pressed his lips tightly, stepped forward and took the pills with both hands:
"I will rember the grace of my master forever."
He deeply understood the preciousness of Thousand-Year-old Stalactite and Profound Origin Rebuilding Pills; in the current environnt, they are hard to co by.
This kindness will surely be returned to Senior Sister Ge Luoying in the future.
"I don’t have many ways left to help you. From now on, you and your fellow disciples should walk your paths well."
...
After bidding farewell to his master, Ji An rode the flying shuttle to Sunrise Peak.
The setting sun cast its glow, and the golden characters on the mottled plaque shimred.
He stepped into the main hall, where cultivators were exchanging defensive spiritual artifacts.
After people left, he stepped forward, took out his Identity Jade Token and Communication Golden Sword, and smiled:
"Junior Martial Uncle, I want to exchange for an offensive spiritual artifact."
He had plenty of defensive ans, but lacked offensive spiritual artifacts.
Jia Yu sighed slightly and said with resentnt:
"Those bastards in Central Continent really ssed us up!"
He was well aware of the situation at the front. Though not really dire, they were barely holding on, occasionally breaking out into Golden Core Stage battles.
The good news was that the demon beasts suffered more losses. It depends on which side cannot hold on first.
He paused and asked:
"What are your requirents for the spiritual artifact?"
Ji An pondered:
"First, the attack range should be wide;
Second, it should pose a mortal threat to early-stage Foundation Establishnt demon beasts."
Actually, his Purple Fire Spirit Gourd could et the requirents, but once the stored flas were exhausted, it would be useless. He wondered if there was a spiritual artifact that automatically generated flas.
"Then take the Fla Light Banner. The refining thods for this spiritual artifact have been passed down in our sect for thousands of years, and are most matured."
"If it’s a recomndation from Junior Martial Uncle, it must be good. I’ll follow your advice."
Jia Yu nodded, returned to the secret vault, and brought back the spiritual artifact:
"Previously, exchanging needed sixteen hundred small rits. Now, there’s a discount. Plus, you’re entitled to A-class disciple benefits, so it only requires one thousand small rits."
Ji An grinned, "Can I exchange for a few more?"
"In your dreams! Each person gets only one discount."
"Haha," Ji An laughed, picked up the Fla Light Banner and examined it with surprise:
"Why does this spiritual artifact look sowhat like the apricot yellow Banner?"
"The apricot yellow Banner mimics the Innate Spiritual Treasure Wuji Xinghuang Banner, while the Fla Light Banner imitates the Innate Spiritual Treasure Earth-Departing Fla Banner.
Both are part of the Innate Five Directions Banner, and just appear similar. The materials and spiritual prohibitions are entirely different."
"I see," Ji An nodded slightly.
The Innate Five Directions Banner, a supre treasure of ancient tis, includes the central Wuji Xinghuang Banner, the eastern Cyan Lotus Treasure Banner, the southern Earth-Departing Fla Banner, the western Plain-Color Cloud Realm Banner, and the northern Profound Yuan Water Control Banner.
Any one of these treasure banners has both offensive and defensive capabilities, along with other marvelous uses.
The effect of the imitations is far inferior; his apricot yellow Banner only has the ability to defend.
Jia Yu, resting his elbow on the desk, asked with concern:
"How are the preparations going?"
Ji An patted his storage bag and confidently replied:
"I’ve prepared as best as I can."
...
Three days later, Ji An arrived at Yingri Peak.
He brought two Spirit Beast Bags, with a Golden Feathered Eagle and a grey-feathered sand goose for reconnaissance purposes.
Other beasts couldn’t fight head-on and stayed at Red Fla Peak.
He glanced around, estimating that this summons gathered over a hundred Foundation Establishnt cultivators, and a vast amount of Qi Refining disciples, around seven to eight hundred.
A disciple from the Law Enforcent Hall, holding sothing resembling a Spirit Disc, approached and said:
"Junior Martial Uncle, please leave your Magical Mark."
Ji An scratched his head, thinking, "There’s even signing in required, huh."
He moved his fingers in a spell and left his mark.
Lin Jiuxiao turned to glance at the morning sun and shouted:
"It’s now 7:00 AM, board the Spirit Ship."
Everyone flew onto the Spirit Ship and landed on the deck.
Lin Jiuxiao’s voice rang out again:
"This ti, heading to Mingfeng Mountain with Junior Brother Zhuu Xiangrong in charge.
The situation at the front is stable overall, mainly due to other cultivators’ excessive magical power consumption. Hence, reinforcents are needed.
During the flight, everyone should rest and adjust. Upon reaching Mingfeng Mountain, we might directly engage in battle."
...
Three days later, the Spirit Ship approached Mingfeng Mountain.
A Golden Feathered Eagle with a wingspan of two zhang, along with a few slightly smaller ones, pursued closely. Lin Jiuxiao’s eyes flashed fiercely, and he said:
"Junior Brother Zhuu, you continue to control the Flying Ship forward; I’ll be back shortly."
"Be careful, Senior Brother."
"Don’t worry, they’re just a few worthless animals."
Lin Jiuxiao summoned his Flying Sword, flas flickering on the spiritual artifact, full of killing intent.
He executed a Sword Technique, rged with the sword and flew out of the Spirit Ship.
The sky revealed a blaze of fire, instantly covering a hundred zhang radius, like a rolling sea of flas.
Fire Cloud descended towards the demon beasts, with faint cyan light emanating from the Golden Feathered Eagle, unleashing countless Wind Blades like a torrential downpour.
The sea of clouds churned; a red light dashed like a swift dragon, quickly slicing a slightly smaller Golden Feathered Eagle into two.
Lin Jiuxiao laughed loudly, the sound echoing in all directions.
"What a pity, the Demon Core was split open. Next ti, I’ll be more careful."
The leading Golden Feathered Eagle was enraged, diving down, surrounded by countless semi-transparent crescent-shaped Wind Blades, with a fierce wind following it.
...
The Spirit Ship landed at Mingfeng Mountain Immortal City.
A female cultivator, wearing a light cyan Magic Robe, hurried over, holding a Sect Token:
"Those whose nas are called, stand behind ; you have special assignnts.
Ji An, Yuan Lin, Zhang Shun..."
The female cultivator spoke quickly, listing seven or eight nas in no ti.
Ji An was slightly startled and quickly stepped off the Flying Ship, standing behind her.
He had no idea what special assignnt awaited, feeling a bit suspicious.
The female cultivator glanced at those behind her, silently counting, then raised the Flying Shuttle, "Follow swiftly."
On the way, the female cultivator explained:
"Currently, Healing Secret dicine is extrely scarce. Injured cultivators rely solely on their magical power to nurture and their self-healing abilities.
We noticed in the records that you practice Wood Elent Technique and are skilled in Rejuvenation Technique, thus we invited you to assist in treating the wounded."
Cultivators practicing Wood Elent Technique have magical power imbued with vitality, inherently possessing healing effects and slight detoxifying abilities. When combined with healing spells, the effect compounds.
Every cultivator healed improves the city’s situation slightly.
"I’ll do my utmost!"
Ji An said earnestly. His Rejuvenation Technique was at the level of perfection, fitting perfectly as an opportunity to practice magic techniques.
The others quickly agreed; relieved they weren’t sent to the front lines.
The group arrived at a large courtyard close to the western city wall, which suffered the most attacks, with injured constantly arriving.
The courtyard was filled with a strong scent of blood, the sight of severed limbs was common, with fortunate ones just cut off, the unfortunate ones missing parts, cries of pain filled the air.
The female cultivator shouted:
"Hurry up, don’t dawdle, start treating the wounded!"
There are too many injured, so missing the best treatnt window, able to survive but delayed till death.
Ji An’s first patient was a cultivator with a gaping wound in his abdon, lying on the bloodstained ground, his Magic Robe torn from the abdon to the hem in three slashes, both hands holding his stomach, with a piece of intestine exposed.
The wounded, sweat and tears streaming down, had deep gouges on the right cheek.
If the wound went an inch higher, his eye would be in peril.
Ji An crouched down, moved the hands off, repositioned the internal organs, placed the severed intestines together, then executed the Rejuvenation Technique.
Vivid green light, filled with vigorous energy, spread in the patient’s abdon, the intestines slowly rejoining, then the torn abdon gradually tightened and healed; everything seed magical.
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