Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1868: Chapter 1123: Targeted

The pill recipe and medicinal ingredients for the Evergreen Pill were all provided by the Green Bull Demon King. After so many years, Yang Zhenshan had already researched the pill recipe to utter thoroughness, yet this was still his first time refining the Evergreen Pill.

Even though his Alchemy now stood at the very peak of the Wanhua Domain, he still remained extremely cautious about refining the Evergreen Pill.

There was no helping it!

The medicinal ingredients required to refine the Evergreen Pill were simply too precious. Among them, there were over thirty kinds of Third-stage Spiritual Medicine, and more than four hundred kinds of Second-grade medicinal materials.

If he ruined several furnaces in a row, even that filthy rich Green Bull Demon King would probably be unable to bear it.

So Yang Zhenshan had to be as careful as possible. Not only did he have to make absolutely thorough preparations, he also had to pour in all his attention and refine with his whole heart and mind.

Not the slightest error was allowed to appear; not a single detail could be overlooked.

Zhang Hexuan and Yang Zongyuan were both Second-rank Alchemists, so assisting Yang Zhenshan was more than within their capabilities.

Very quickly, the Furnace of Eight Trigrams had already been cleaned, and all kinds of medicinal ingredients were prepared. The Golden Crow stood beside the Furnace of Eight Trigrams, staring at the Earth Fire Array below, waiting for Yang Zhenshan’s command.

Yang Zhenshan personally checked everything once more, and only after confirming there was not the slightest mistake did he begin refining.

Igniting the fire to heat the furnace, adding medicinal ingredients, carefully observing the medicinal reactions within the Pill Furnace—everything appeared well-ordered, incomparably smooth and natural.

What refining the Evergreen Pill required most was patience. The entire refinement process demanded the use of hundreds of ingredients, and the timing for adding each ingredient had to be strictly controlled, and further adjusted according to the situation inside the furnace.

This was not a matter of dumping all the ingredients into the Pill Furnace in one go and calling it done. Every single addition of medicinal ingredients had to take the internal state of the Pill Furnace into consideration.

The sequence in which ingredients were added was not fixed either; it had to be modified with reference to the changes in medicinal properties inside the furnace.

Thus, Yang Zhenshan was extremely absorbed while refining, nearly entering a state of self-forgetfulness.

Time passed day by day. Yang Zhenshan, Zhang Hexuan, and Yang Zongyuan remained inside the Pill Hall the whole time. The Array of the Pill Hall was activated, shutting off everything from the outside world.

Just as Yang Zhenshan was fully devoted to Alchemy, high above the Hengshan Mountain Range, a Vermilion Bird Cloud Boat was swiftly flying past the Cloud Sea.

Lin Qihe was seated in a pavilion on the Cloud Boat, resting with eyes closed. Yang Qingyu stood at the bow, gazing at the surging clouds. There were still several hundred Cultivators and Martial Artists aboard the Cloud Boat; some were cultivating, some were chatting idly, and everything appeared extremely relaxed and carefree.

This was the Flying Boat that traveled from the Spirit Source Land to the Hengshan Sect for trade. Journeys like this were arranged by the Spirit Source Land almost once every two or three months.

Everyone was already very familiar with it, so each of them appeared very at ease.

Only one person suddenly became tense.

Yang Qingyu stood at the bow, her brows tightly knitted, her gaze searching the clouds ahead.

Her brows furrowed deeper and deeper, her expression grew increasingly grave, her body even grew stiff, and cold sweat streamed down her forehead.

Who is watching us?

Golden Core Cultivator? And not just one!

Yang Qingyu’s heart was pounding violently. She wanted to turn back into the pavilion and report to Lin Qihe, yet she was afraid of arousing those people’s vigilance.

She continued sensing the surroundings while hesitating endlessly.

”That’s right, at least three Golden Core Cultivators!”

”Where did these Golden Core Cultivators come from, and why are they watching us?”

Yang Qingyu’s heart was filled with doubt.

She forcibly suppressed her inner panic, doing her best to act as if nothing were wrong as she turned and walked toward the pavilion.

She did not know whether those people simply hadn’t noticed her, or they just didn’t care whether they were detected. In any case, they made no response at all.

The Vermilion Bird Cloud Boat continued its journey, and the people on the Flying Boat still chatted leisurely, only Yang Qingyu, because of her extremely powerful perception, felt her heart lodged in her throat.

She entered the pavilion and arrived at the room where Lin Qihe was.

”Senior!” Yang Qingyu’s voice was trembling.

Lin Qihe slowly opened his eyes. Seeing the unusual expression on Yang Qingyu’s face, he couldn’t help but pause in surprise.

”What’s wrong?”

”I feel, I feel someone is watching us!” Yang Qingyu was even stammering a little.

Lin Qihe’s expression turned solemn as he unobtrusively spread out his Spiritual Sense. He did not fully unleash his Spiritual Sense, nor did he carefully search for hidden figures around them; he merely swept casually over the Cloud Sea around the Cloud Boat, so as to avoid alerting the snake in the grass.

However, he did not find any anomalies.

There were only two reasons for such a result: either Yang Qingyu’s perception was mistaken and there was simply no one watching them, or there really were people around them watching, but they were hiding too well, deceiving Lin Qihe’s perception.

Lin Qihe instantly dismissed the possibility that Yang Qingyu’s perception was wrong.

One had to know that Yang Qingyu’s perception ability was extremely strong. Back then, when she was only at Early-stage Foundation Establishment, she could see through his cultivation as a Golden Core Cultivator, and now Yang Qingyu’s cultivation had already reached Late-stage Foundation Establishment. The strength of her Divine Soul and her perception were both far beyond others; especially in terms of perception, many Golden Core Cultivators could not compare to her.

That Yang Qingyu could sense things he himself could not was not strange at all.

”How many of them are there?” Lin Qihe asked.

”There are at least three Golden Core Cultivators. Senior, what should we do?” Yang Qingyu was somewhat flustered.

As the saying goes, the ignorant are fearless. The others could not sense the auras around the Cloud Boat, and did not understand how powerful those auras were, so naturally they would not feel panic or fear because of it.