Chapter 45: Song Yuanqiao’s Excitement

He pinched open one pill.

Inside, the medicine was dark red, releasing a pungent, gamey aroma.

The moment he caught a whiff of the scent, Song Yuanqiao felt a surge of warmth rise within his body.

He placed one of the pills into his mouth.

Upon swallowing it down, he felt a wave of warmth spread from his abdomen toward his four limbs.

The profound internal energy within his body automatically began to circulate, refining every last drop of this warm current.

Although his current internal cultivation was too deep for a single pill to increase his energy by even a fraction, Song Yuanqiao still nodded heavily in intense excitement.

“Good! Good! Good! This pill is fantastic! Its effect is indeed far superior to our previous Blood and Qi Pills!

Nephew Qingyang, what is the output of this pill recipe like?

Is the refining process difficult?”

“Father, rest assured! The refining method Junior Brother Qingyang came up with is so much better than what those alchemists used before!

In these past few days, we cooked up three pots of medicinal paste in total.

If we roll all of it into pills, there will be at least ten thousand or more!

Father, I guarantee that as long as the supply of herbs keeps up, you can have as many Blood and Qi Pills as you want!” Before Lin Yang could speak, Song Qingshu at his side proudly claimed the credit.

Lin Yang smiled slightly, not minding it in the least.

Drawing several sheets of paper from his robe, he stepped forward and placed them in front of Song Yuanqiao: “Sect Uncle, this is the entire refining process for the Blood and Qi Pills.

You can simply arrange for disciples to perform the refining from now on.

It should basically meet all the cultivation needs of our Wudang disciples.”

Song Yuanqiao looked at the sheets of paper on the table.

He did not pick them up immediately.

Instead, he looked at Lin Yang with a hint of hesitation, his heart filled with deep emotion: “Nephew Qingyang, this alchemy method was created by you.

It is the fruit of your hard work.

Are you truly willing to offer it up to the sect just like this?”

Lin Yang smiled.

He understood the significance of this pill-refining method to Wudang Mountain.

Combined with the basic internal cultivation technique he had created earlier, these two assets would undoubtedly become a crucial foundation for Wudang’s future.

However, this item wasn’t actually that important to him.

That basic internal cultivation manual was merely an entry-level version among his creations.

Similarly, compared to the pills he consumed himself, this Blood and Qi Pill was just a newly derived, mass-adaptable version for the general public.

“Sect Uncle, I am also a member of Wudang.

The stronger Wudang grows, the better it is for me as well.

Therefore, Sect Uncle, please take it.

I don’t particularly mind sharing it.”

“Good! Nephew Qingyang! Having you is the pride of our Wudang!

Rest assured, you have rendered a tremendous service to Wudang!

What do you desire?

Sect Uncle will surely fulfill it!”

Lin Yang shook his head: “Sect Uncle, Wudang has already given me enough.

You don’t need to dwell on this.

It’s better to arrange for disciples to study and refine these pills first.

My only request is that you do not let others know that I was the one who researched this refining method.

I am still young and have no wish for too much fame, lest I have to tread carefully even when walking the martial world in the future.”

Hearing this, Song Yuanqiao was stunned for a moment.

Looking at Lin Yang, he chuckled emotionally and shook his head: “You kid, seeking neither fame nor fortune.

You truly leave your Sect Uncle at a loss as to how to reward you.

Very well, since that’s the case, we’ll keep a record of this contribution first.

In the future, whenever you need anything, just tell me.

I will never refuse.” Lin Yang nodded.

At this moment, Song Qingshu chimed in eagerly from the side: “Father, my contribution isn’t small either.

Don’t you have any reward for me?”

Song Qingshu looked at Song Yuanqiao with an expectant face.

Song Yuanqiao laughed and gave Song Qingshu’s head a playful pat: “I know, your contribution isn’t small either.

Fine, what do you want?”

Song Qingshu scratched his head with a grin and thought about it carefully, only to realize he didn’t seem to need anything either.

After all, as Song Yuanqiao’s son, almost anything he wanted from the Wudang Library was within his reach.

He didn’t need to obtain things through rewards.

However, as his eyes fell upon Song Yuanqiao’s face and saw his father beaming with joy, a rush of happiness filled his heart as well.

Solving a major problem for his father was more important than any reward Song Yuanqiao could give him.

He chuckled and said: “I don’t seem to need anything either.”

“Fine, then your contribution will be recorded for now as well.

Just like Nephew Qingyang, if you need anything in the future, just tell me.

Alright, both of you must be tired after these past few days.

Go get some rest.

I will handle the rest of the arrangements.”

“Yes, Sect Uncle, then I shall take my leave.” Lin Yang bowed slightly, turned around, and stepped out.

“Father, I’m off too.” Song Qingshu waved to Song Yuanqiao as well, turning around to chase after the departing Lin Yang.

The two left the Zhenwu Main Hall together.

Along the way, Song Qingshu chattered endlessly in excitement: “Junior Brother Qingyang, what plans do you have next?

If you’re free, how about I take you to raid a bird’s nest?

Back in the rear mountain, I’ve had my eye on a falcon’s nest for a long time.

The chicks inside should be hatching soon.

Why don’t you come with me, and we can catch a few to raise?

What do you think?”

Lin Yang glanced at Song Qingshu.

Seeing his excited expression, he felt a subtle emotion that this was perhaps what a true youngster’s mindset ought to be.

Unfortunately, with his current psychological age, he really had no heart to play around with Song Qingshu.

According to the study tasks scheduled by the Scholar System, he still had plenty of work ahead.

He shook his head: “Senior Brother Song, you should go find other disciples.

I still have other matters to attend to, so I’m afraid I can’t accompany you to look for the falcon.”

Song Qingshu pouted his lips in disappointment: “You’re really no fun.

When it’s time to play, you should play!

All you do every day is read books or practice martial arts, how boring!” Lin Yang smiled without saying a word.

Song Qingshu clearly couldn’t understand the joy of someone who possessed a system cheat.

“Senior Brother Song, I’ll head back first.

Have fun.” After saying that, Lin Yang walked toward Yu Daiyan’s courtyard.

Behind him, Song Qingshu shook his head, then turned away with great enthusiasm, intending to gather his little companions to head to the rear mountain and raid the bird’s nest.

Returning to the courtyard, Yu Daiyan was still lying in the yard with his eyes closed, resting his mind.

However, his two senior brothers, Qingyuan and Qingliang, were nowhere to be seen.

It was unknown where they had gone.

As Qingyuan and Qingliang progressed in their cultivation, both had gradually broken through to the Houtian realm.

With more and more things to learn, they no longer stayed in the yard to keep Yu Daiyan company at every single moment.

Besides, Yu Daiyan had nothing urgent to do on ordinary days, so there was naturally no need to keep them by his side constantly.

Lin Yang walked up to Yu Daiyan and called out in a soft voice: “Master.” Yu Daiyan gently opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Lin Yang.