Myriad Realms Gatekeeper-Chapter 721 - 388 Clearing Suspicions_3

Chapter 721: Chapter 388: Clearing Suspicions_3 Chapter 721: Chapter 388: Clearing Suspicions_3 “Out of the furnace!”

Shen Ye called out.

The flame in the furnace abruptly extinguished, several pills flew out, landing in Shen Ye’s hand.

Upon a closer look, these pills were pitch-black, emitting a charred heat and faintly carrying a hint of medicinal fragrance.

Inferior Tranquil Spirit Pills.

“It seems that I still need to practice my techniques more.”

He muttered to himself, storing all the pills in a gourd, then with a movement of a Hand Gesture, he once again ignited the fire within the Pill Furnace.

Another batch of materials was tossed into the furnace.

A morning passed.

Shen Ye finally depleted his Spiritual Power and had to sit down cross-legged to rest for a while.

About an hour later,

his condition somewhat recovered, and he began Alchemy again.

— He had already revealed his Blade Technique.

The fact that he possessed such strong Blade Technique proved that beneath his ostentatious exterior, he had a serious and enterprising heart.

No more doing anything beyond this persona.

Dedicate oneself to cultivation, dedicate oneself to alchemy.

— Even without the surveillance of enemies, this was something he needed to do!

Shen Ye finally let go of his concerns for the Indefinite Layered Universe, no longer thinking about opening today’s Seal Gate, certainly not entering the ruins again.

He cast aside all distractions and devoted himself entirely to Alchemy.

A day quickly passed.

The second day.

The third day.

…The fifth day.

“Clang!”

The door to the Pill Room was kicked open.

A Law Enforcement Cultivator strode in, demanding, “You haven’t come out for five days, do you not value your life?”

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Shen Ye was resting on the meditation cushion, and upon hearing this, he responded in confusion,

“It’s been five days already?”

“What else? By the way, have you eaten anything these past few days?” the Law Enforcement Cultivator asked.

“I do have Fasting Pills.”

“Eating that stuff continually isn’t a solution; you’d better go out and have some food to replenish the Spiritual Power you’ve used.”

With that, the Law Enforcement Cultivator stepped forward, lowered his voice, and said, “Even if someone else takes on your tasks for you, you at least need to show your face and not let go completely.”

“Yes, thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother.”

Shen Ye stood up and expressed his gratitude with a bow.

He made a quick return to his cave abode.

After washing up and changing clothes, tidying up his appearance, he then headed out to the dining hall.

He ordered some of the best dishes available.

He had barely sat down when Dao Zhengyi arrived.

“Senior Brother, shall we eat together?”

“You eat; I have something to discuss with you.”

“Go ahead.”

“We can take on some group tasks; I’ll have some Senior Brothers complete them and include your name as well. When the tasks are accomplished, you’ll also receive the Contribution Points.”

“Will there be any issues?” asked Shen Ye.

“No, it’ll just be a bit slower since the points will be distributed across each person’s share and result in less for everyone.”

“That’s fine then,” Shen Ye said.

“Once it’s done, you just pay with Spirit Stones.”

“Let’s do that.”

Seeing the matter settled, Dao Zhengyi hurried off.

Shen Ye wolfed down his food and finally feeling satiated, he then bought a pile of Spirit Food that could be stored for a long time and made his dignified exit from the dining hall.

He returned once more to the Heavenly Gate Pill Room, closed the door behind him, and continued Alchemy.

Three more days passed.

The door to the Pill Room swung open with a bang, and he rushed out, laughing joyously.

“Junior Brother Nangong, what’s got into you?”

The Law Enforcement Cultivator approached and asked.

“Take a look, Senior Brother.” Shen Ye took out a few pills and handed them over.

Upon inspection, the Cultivator saw that the pills in his hand were pure white, without the slightest impurity, and emanated a light medicinal fragrance.

“Mid-grade Calming Pills!” The Law Enforcement Cultivator looked at Shen Ye in astonishment.

Less than a fortnight, and he could produce Mid-grade Calming Pills!

He had watched Shen Ye go from knowing nothing to reaching the current standard.

Could he be one of those prodigiously talented disciples with exceptional Comprehension?

Shen Ye was also genuinely pleased.

He had added all 300-plus free Attribute points to his Comprehension, then practiced relentlessly, forsaking sleep and food.

Whenever he encountered something unclear, he would ask the Combat Guidance Master hidden inside the Ring.

With such wholehearted effort in less than ten days—

His skill in Alchemy had indeed made a breakthrough!

“Today’s a day for celebration, Senior Brother; I’ll give these to you.”

Shen Ye took out several gourds filled with pills and handed them directly to the other man.

The Law Enforcement Cultivator hesitated, “This… You should understand, even the lowest grade Calming Pills can sell for several Spirit Stones.”

“Money is a small matter; being happy is what’s important!” Shen Ye heartily patted his shoulder and turned to re-enter the Pill Room.

Bang!

The doors closed.

He began alchemy once again.

The Law Enforcement Cultivator looked at the heavy gourd in his hand and then at the tightly shut doors.

“Junior Brother Nangong truly is the foremost talent of the younger generation.”

He couldn’t help but exclaim.

After a slight hesitation, this Law Enforcement Cultivator took out a Communication Talisman, muttered a few sentences, and let the talisman fly away.

Elsewhere.

Council Hall.

A streak of firelight fell from the sky, caught by the Supreme Elder.

Flicking the fire talisman, he listened for a few moments, a strange smile appearing on his face.

“What is it?”

Another elder asked.

“Who would have thought that Nangong Sirui, who stuffed money into our hands, could already refine mid-grade elixirs,” said the Supreme Elder.

“Didn’t he have others doing his demon-slaying and exorcism tasks for him?” an elder said disdainfully.

“Also, the tasks in the Indefinite Layer, others are doing those for him too; he just takes care of the finances,” another elder said.

The elder who received the fire talisman argued:

“That’s why he’s able to concentrate on alchemy; he has now made a breakthrough to the level of an Intermediate Alchemist.”

At the high platform, the voice of the Sect Master Saint suddenly rang out:

“What’s the situation with the Sect’s reserve of high-level elixirs?”

The elders immediately stopped their idle chat.

“Reporting to the Sect Leader, with the advancement of the wars, most have been used up, and we’re nearing depletion in our stores,” one elder reported.

“Hmm, go tell Nangong Wantu that the Sect will requisition the Nine Palaces Bagua Furnace to refine high-grade elixirs,” ordered the Sect Master Saint.

The elders exchanged glances.

One elder said:

“This… he’s rented it for several months; if we take it away suddenly, he might—”

“Just say it’s my decision,” the Sect Master Saint said with an indifferent expression, “as compensation, he can make a request.”

“Yes!”

…

A fire talisman hovered in front of Shen Ye.

The Sect’s order arrived.

He read it silently, a myriad of thoughts flashing through his mind.

The Pill Furnace was no longer available for his use.

With this, his suspicions were further confirmed.

—It must be that the other party had realized that after so many days, he hadn’t even touched that secret compartment.

The probe had lost its meaning.

As for making a request—

It seemed the Sect Master Saint wanted to know why he was gathering Sect Contribution Points.

Upon further reflection, his purpose was indeed harmless.

Then he would just say it!

He was about to articulate the Cultivation Technique against the fire talisman when a thought struck him, and the words in his mouth changed:

“Since I can’t use the best furnace in the short term, I have no interest in alchemy anymore.”

“I want to pick a Cultivation Technique from the Scripture Pavilion.”

“—It must be the best Technique!”

“Even if I have to top up with money that’s fine—it doesn’t matter how much money it takes, the Technique must be the very best and strongest in the entire Sect.”

“Disciple Nangong Wantu bows deeply.”

Having said that, he let the fire talisman fly away.

The talisman skimmed the sky, quickly flying towards the highest peak, falling into the Council Hall.

An elder activated the talisman.

The voice of Shen Ye then gradually filled the hall.

“This brat, acting all high and mighty just because he’s got money, and now demanding the best Technique? Annoying to the extreme!” cursed a Supreme Elder.

“Indeed,” chuckled another Supreme Elder, “the Scripture Pavilion’s Techniques are numerous, each categorized and purposed differently; there’s no such thing as ‘the strongest Technique.'”

The earlier elder sneered: “Haven’t you understood yet? This kid knows nothing and only demands the best.”

Everyone agreed upon reflection.

To get ahead in ruin trials, he preemptively spent money to curry favor.

To mend his relationship with Chu Manshu, he took out the highest Heavenly Tier Token from the Heavenly Immortal Tower.

For alchemy, he rented the best Nine Palaces Bagua Furnace.

And now he wants the strongest Technique.

When you have money! That’s how! You can be! So capricious!

But for a young man, it’s understandable.

If a Cultivator does not strive to be the best everywhere, eager to surpass others, then there’s no point in cultivating at all.

On the high platform.

There was finally a hint of warmth in the voice of the Sect Master Saint:

“This ignorant fool.”

“Previously I gave him the Supreme Forgetting Love Feathering Ascension Scripture, and he couldn’t even understand it, begging others to exchange it for a simpler Technique; now he dares to come to me wanting the best Technique?”

All the elders laughed.

The Sect Master Saint continued:

“Go tell him, there is no such thing as the best Technique.”

“We don’t care about these things; whatever Technique he desires, he must choose himself!”