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Chapter 309 - 308: The Reviving Ice Python
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Chapter 309: Chapter 308: The Reviving Ice Python

Wen Qingye didn’t return directly to the Celestial Profound Villa, instead heading to Celestial Profound Mountain first.

Celestial Profound Mountain was as bustling as ever, with crowds of people deep in discussion.

Some were talking about Liu Xiaomo of the Sword Sect, while others discussed the duel on Piaomiao Peak, now just two days away.

When Wen Qingye appeared, the surrounding crowd grew excited, and all eyes turned to him.

Wen Qingye calmly walked into the Sacrificial Hall.

Inside the Sacrificial Hall, a dense crowd had gathered, all looking at the missions posted by the Celestial Profound Sect.

Steward Bai’s eyes lit up when he saw Wen Qingye arrive.

Wen Qingye’s gaze swept over the white cloth displaying the missions. After a moment, his eyes seemed to land on something, and a thought struck him.

"I plan to accept these two missions," Wen Qingye said, walking up to Steward Bai and pointing them out.

The first mission: submit a Low-Level Emperor-Grade Purple River Pill in exchange for three thousand Sect Contribution Points.

The second mission: travel to the Glazed Ancient Country, protect the Luo Family’s Heart-Seeking Seed, and bring it back to the sect for two thousand three hundred Sect Contribution Points.

The Heart-Seeking Seed was the seed of the Heart Inquiry Flower, a Mid-level Spirit-grade Heavenly and Earthly Treasure. It was exceptionally precious and extremely rare. The Patriarch of the Luo Family in the Glazed Ancient Country, Luo Shicheng, was once a Registered Disciple of the Celestial Profound Sect. He had happened to obtain a Heart Inquiry Flower, which was due to produce seeds in several months.

However, countless people had their eyes on this seed. Therefore, Patriarch Luo Shicheng planned to hand it over to the Celestial Profound Sect. This would both save him a great deal of trouble and earn him the sect’s protection.

However, the second mission was written in golden characters, signifying that it was extremely dangerous.

Steward Bai frowned. "Are you sure you want to accept this mission?" he asked.

"Mm," Wen Qingye nodded.

Steward Bai thought for a moment before nodding. "Very well. The Great Wilderness Ancient Stele is about to manifest in the Glazed Ancient Country. Some of the Celestial Profound Sect’s younger Core Disciples, who have not yet reached the Destruction Realm but are at the peak of the Yin-Yang Realm, will be going to compete for a place. It will be a gathering of geniuses. It would be good for you to go and have a look."

Wen Qingye chuckled to himself. ’He’s right, I am going for the Great Wilderness Ancient Stele, but not for the Martial Arts. I’m going for Taiyi Pavilion. I need to meet their chosen prodigy.’ Of course, he wasn’t about to explain all that to Steward Bai.

The journey to the Glazed Ancient Country would take at least three months. The country wasn’t located in the southern part of the Eastern Profound Domain, so it was quite a distance from the Celestial Profound Sect.

After accepting the two missions, Wen Qingye departed.

Upon returning to the Celestial Profound Villa, Wen Qingye took out the Golden Jade Flower and some other medicinal ingredients. He had exchanged for them using the Sect Contribution Points he had earned over the past two months, along with another eight hundred points.

’These ingredients are just what I need to refine the Low-Level Emperor-Grade Purple River Pill,’ Wen Qingye thought. ’My cultivation has been advancing far too quickly lately, so I need the Purple River Pill to stabilize my foundation. Plus, I can submit one to complete the mission.’

The Golden Jade Flower wasn’t a standard ingredient for the Purple River Pill. However, it shared a key property, and when combined with the right materials, it could produce an even better version of the pill. Wen Qingye, of course, was well aware of this.

THUD!

Wen Qingye clapped his hands, and the Fifth-Grade Purple Cloud Furnace settled before him.

Instantly, a raging fire erupted from his palms, engulfing the Purple Cloud Furnace.

He began by warming the furnace and refining his flame.

Wen Qingye’s movements were as smooth as flowing water, a single, unbroken sequence. Anyone watching would have been utterly captivated by the profound grace of his craft, unable to look away.

Osmanthus Soul Branch!

Three-Autumn Green Wave Grass!

Slowly, they melted into a green Essence that shimmered with a captivating, divine light.

Finally, Wen Qingye placed the Golden Jade Flower—with its Celestial Melody Leaf removed—into the furnace. He then began to continuously channel the Primordial Qi from his entire body into the scorching flames.

SIZZLE!

The Golden Jade Flower slowly melted, fusing with the green Essence until the two became one.

Refining an Emperor-Grade Pill required not only immense skill but also a vast reserve of Primordial Qi. Before long, beads of sweat were already trickling down Wen Qingye’s forehead.

"Condense!"

With a sharp cry from Wen Qingye, the medicinal Essence began to congeal, almost like a scab forming over a wound. A faint black marking appeared and began to glow as the substance continued to solidify.

He continued to pour his Primordial Qi into the Purple Cloud Furnace without pause.

An unknown amount of time passed before a peculiar fragrance began to drift from the furnace. Wen Qingye’s body jolted the moment he smelled it. He immediately retracted his Primordial Qi, and the Yang Fire slowly dissipated.

THUD!

The Purple Cloud Furnace landed heavily on the ground.

SWOOSH!

With a wave of his hand, the Pill Furnace flew open. Four black, perfectly round and lustrous pills shot out, gently coming to rest in his palm.

With these Purple River Pills, he could finally stabilize his recent cultivation breakthroughs.

But at that very moment, Wen Qingye felt the Ice Python coiled around his finger begin to tremble violently.

’You’re awake?’ Wen Qingye thought with a faint smile.

The Ice Python, which had been slumbering for a long time, had finally awakened.

A massive, crystal-blue python’s head appeared in Wen Qingye’s mind. Its enormous eyes stared at him as it spoke with urgency, "I can feel my Seventh Tribulation approaching faster and faster, but my body is still afflicted with Dark Thunder! What should I do?"

Wen Qingye’s brow furrowed. "How much longer?" he asked.

"Ten days," the Ice Python replied, its massive body writhing. "And once I pass the Seventh Tribulation, the Eighth and Ninth Tribulations will descend shortly after."

"Oh? The Eighth and Ninth Tribulations will descend at the same time? How do you know that?" Wen Qingye asked, raising an eyebrow.

The Ice Python explained, "Because there is something incredibly powerful and mysterious here in the Eastern Profound Domain. It’s related to the Dragon Race, I can feel it. The Thunder Tribulation is being influenced by its oppressive aura, which is why I can clearly sense that the Eighth and Ninth Tribulations will arrive together. And my pearl... it might be connected to this thing."

After a moment’s thought, the Ice Python continued, "What’s more, I can sense that thing’s aura on you."

"You mean this?" A thought seemed to strike Wen Qingye, and he took out a small piece of a Dragon Scale.

The Ice Python’s enormous eyes glowed. "Yes, that’s it! That’s it!" it exclaimed.

Suddenly, a bright light flared from the Dragon Scale.

Immediately, the Ice Python’s body coiled up violently. Its tongue flickered in and out, and its eyes stared at the piece of Dragon Scale in what looked like terror.

Seeing this, Wen Qingye stared at the Dragon Scale in his hand. ’This can’t be an ordinary Dragon Scale, can it? Was it left behind by the Dragon Race from the Primordial Era? Otherwise, how could a mere one-eighth of a scale make a Destruction Realm Ice Python tremble so fiercely?’

’And that mysterious, powerful thing the Ice Python mentioned... do I need to gather all the Dragon Scales for it to appear?’

Wen Qingye put away the Dragon Scale and looked at the Ice Python. "Ten days... I only have the Celestial Melody Leaf. To heal your Dark Thunder injury, you will not only have to endure extreme pain, but there’s also a chance of failure. You must be prepared to withstand it."

"Yes, I understand." The Ice Python seemed to breathe a sigh of relief when Wen Qingye put the Dragon Scale away. "At first, your Dragon Scale felt the same as my pearl. But I’ve already refined that pearl. It’s inside my Qi Sea now, suppressing my injuries. Once I’m mostly healed and have passed the Seventh Tribulation, I’ll let you see the pearl. Perhaps you’ll be able to discover something about it."

Wen Qingye nodded, his curiosity piqued by the pearl the Ice Python had mentioned.

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