"Kid, I forcibly twisted the array to get out, but my unstable mood triggered it just now—I'm about to be sealed up again, at least six or seven days before I can escape."
Gu Jun's figure turned unusually faint. Half his body looked like it was close to vanishing.
He was extremely anxious, his words rushed: "Remember—devote yourself to study. The path of Alchemy Dao is built on sharp skill and experience; though you have a remarkable tripod, you must not rely on it too much. The Six Heavenly Skills—study them carefully!"
"Go."
Just as his figure was about to disappear, Gu Jun suddenly jabbed a finger again.
A streak of spiritual light blasted forth.
With a muffled groan of pain, Gu Jun vanished completely into the air.
Xu Yang's entire body trembled as he shut his eyes.
Another bundle of information.
But compared to before, it was much smaller.
In just a moment, he recovered his senses.
"Tier Seven Breaking Forbidden Elixir, Tier Eight Heaven and Earth Nurturing Elixir!"
Xu Yang's eyes were filled with shock.
The last message Gu Jun passed on was precisely these two rare pill recipes.
He hoped Xu Yang could craft these pills in the future to set him free and reconstruct his body.
The Breaking Forbidden Elixir—created by Gu Jun from research into the array trapping him. Once refined, just with the pill and inside assistance, the array could be utterly broken and he'd escape.
Tier Seven level—the difficulty of crafting it was immense.
Even King of Pills, Liou Yunfeng, didn't have the qualifications to refine it.
The Heaven and Earth Nurturing Elixir, just the name told you it was extraordinary, and it truly was even more amazing.
Once refined, it could reshape Gu Jun's fleshly body.
Xu Yang looked up, but Gu Jun had already vanished completely, without a trace, as if everything earlier was just an illusion.
He sighed with emotion.
At last, Gu Jun's purpose for showing up was completely clear.
He saw the Divine Tripod, thought Xu Yang had outstanding talent in alchemy, and decided to test him.
Unexpectedly, with the Celestial Refining Divine Tripod, his talent was shocking.
Things not even a King of Pills could accomplish—Gu Jun clearly believed Xu Yang would do it in time.
A gleam flashed in Xu Yang's eyes, and he murmured: "Now I've truly stepped onto the Alchemy Dao, a Tier Two Alchemist; with Gu Jun's teachings, and the Divine Tripod, crafting Tier Seven and Tier Eight pills—so long as I have enough time and find the needed spirit elixirs—won't be too hard."
The Pill Emperor of a thousand years ago!
"If I can rescue him, his experience could help me immensely."
This man was trapped by the Zheng Clan's ancestors—how could he like the Zheng Clan?
Thinking this, Xu Yang couldn't help but smile.
"Elder, don't worry, I'll do my absolute best!"
What a heavenly twist of fortune!
Who'd have thought the palace had such a hidden powerhouse?
Now with my alchemy skills, going to the Barbarian Race will be no problem at all.
The Barbarian Race is poor, alchemists even rarer.
High-level pill masters are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.
With my pill master status, even the Barbarian Race will have to be respectful!
"Next up, begin cultivation."
Xu Yang swept his sleeve, put away his things, swallowed a True Essence Elixir of his own making, immediately entering a cultivation state.
With his foundation, regular True Essence Elixirs had little effect.
But this top-grade True Essence Elixir showed obvious improvement to his True Essence after he took it.
Pills of this top grade for sale on the market are extremely rare, and even if they exist, they're expensive.
Xu Yang couldn't have been happier—pill after pill went down the hatch, while the pure energy in the Divine Tripod kept flooding in. Combined, his cultivation speed soared daily.
Seven days flashed by.
With mad, sleepless cultivation, his cultivation had reached the verge of the Late Stage of Innate.
The very peak of Middle Stage of Innate, but Xu Yang dared to challenge Martial Artists at Innate Perfection.
"Xu Yang, come out."
"It's time for you to set out."
The guard opened the dungeon, shouted coldly.
Xu Yang smiled lightly, following the guard out.
At the door, a squad of palace guards was already waiting.
No carriage, only a demon horse.
Even for a son-in-law, this parade was downright shabby.
But Xu Yang couldn't care less; ties to the palace and Zheng Clan were already cut.
What others thought, who gives a damn!
"Xu Yang, best not try any tricks on the way, or don't blame us for getting rough," the guard captain glared at Xu Yang coldly.
Xu Yang sneered: "Relax, even if you didn't send me to the Barbarian Race now, I wouldn't agree to stay."
The Barbarian Race—a perfect place for his rest and recovery.
The guard captain was left dumbstruck.
You don't want to stay even if you could?
Does he really think marrying into the Barbarian Race is great?
This guy is crazy!
The captain shook his head, giving up talking.
Xu Yang swung up onto the horse.
The demon horse shivered beneath him, actually wanting to resist.
"Humph!"
Xu Yang snorted coldly, his True Essence bursting out—his presence pressed down like a mountain.
Boom!
The demon horse cried miserably, forced down onto its knees.
Only then did Xu Yang withdraw his power.
The demon horse crawled up, trembling, not daring to show any defiance.
Strength rules all—not only among humans, but beasts as well.
If he didn't have power today, even a beast would mock him.
"Move!"
The captain ordered, and the squad headed out of the palace.
Along the way, the palace's many martial artists watched with cold eyes, full of disgust.
"That bastard kid is finally leaving!"
"His Highness should have killed him years ago!"
"Left such a stain on the palace—a disgrace!"
"Going to the Barbarian Race—don't ever come back, best die over there!"
...
The curses came without restraint, but Xu Yang acted as if he hadn't heard, face calm.
In his life there'd never been any "fallen tiger bullied by dogs," no "coldness of the world"—sixteen years of this, every single day.
Stain?
What a joke.
This kind of palace—I should've left ages ago.
A bunch of hypocrites!
The squad slowly moved out of the palace gate.
Xu Yang glanced back at the bold plaque above: Beixuan King's Palace!
Those four grand characters, given by the emperor himself—they're the Zheng Clan's and palace's pride!
"Next time I return—I'll shatter your pride with my own hands!"
That was a vow, engraved in his soul.
Xu Yang calmly turned away, spotting on both sides of the street crowds of martial artists from Beixuan City gathered to watch the spectacle.
In the crowd, he actually saw a familiar figure.
Su Yun!
"This Mr. Su seems to have a lot of time to waste." Xu Yang grinned mockingly, calmed himself, and strode on with the squad.
Suddenly.
A figure shot from inside the palace like lightning.
"Wait!"
The shout roared like thunder, echoing through the sky.
Yang Realm level!
Seeing the newcomer, everyone was shocked.
"King of Pills!"
The guard captain's face changed, immediately dismounting and bowing low: "Greetings, Mr. Liou!"
Liou Yunfeng was desperately anxious, ignoring the captain, his eyes glued to Xu Yang, heart flooded with shock and disbelief.
Just now, he'd received Gu Jun's message.
Asking him, if there's a chance, to look after his disciple!
Of course, Xu Yang hadn't formally called Gu Jun "teacher."
Gu Jun said it just to give him a proper identity.
When Liou Yunfeng first found out, he was utterly dumbfounded.
Gu Jun's existence—he was the only one in the palace who knew, and had sworn a soul oath never to reveal it.
Xu Yang was the Pill Emperor's disciple?
Back when he'd just been given pointers by Gu Jun, he didn't even qualify as a registered disciple.
To be a true disciple—the kind of alchemy talent he must have is terrifying!
Liou Yunfeng couldn't believe it, but he had no choice but to!
This was the Pill Emperor—there's no reason for him to lie.
When he found out Xu Yang had already left the palace, he didn't even have time to look for Zheng Xuan. He dashed out frantically, terrified he'd be too late.
He absolutely couldn't let Xu Yang marry into the Barbarian Race!
That'd be insane—a total waste of talent!
At this moment, everyone stared at King of Pills in confusion.
"Why did Mr. Liou suddenly stop the squad?"
"Did Xu Yang offend Mr. Liou too?"
"Offending anyone isn't scary—offend a King of Pills, that's asking for death."
"With just one word from Mr. Liou, there's no telling how many strongmen would gladly do his bidding…"
...
Xu Yang looked at Liou Yunfeng in bewilderment—why had he suddenly appeared?
Was it because of Gu Jun?
No, didn't Gu Jun say he couldn't get out?
Wait, seven days had gone by.
Could Gu Jun have recovered some strength, couldn't find Xu Yang, so went to find Liou Yunfeng?
After all, Gu Jun didn't know Xu Yang was about to be sent away.
Just as the thought occurred, Liou Yunfeng shouted: "I do not agree with Xu Yang marrying into the Barbarian Race!"