The Treasure Generating Bowl - Chapter 882

Chapter 882 What You Need, You Get

Poisonous…

He Pingsheng thought of a possibility!

I once entered the Netherworld Emperor’s dojo, where there was an extremely high-level source of poison.

Later, Nan Qiqi gave this tuft of essence to He Pingsheng.

Now that I think about it, this toxic source must have been brought back by the Netherworld Emperor from the Western Continent.

Poisonous!

Ten truly poisonous substances!

This item still held great appeal for He Pingsheng.

After all, he was a drug addict.

Moreover, despite his improved cultivation level, his body-refining techniques remained stagnant, largely due to the lack of corresponding high-level toxic sources.

For example, He Pingsheng can use a seventh-grade poison sac when he is refining his body.

The problem is that each seventh-grade poison sac means he has to kill a Nascent Soul stage monster that is also highly poisonous.

God Emperor.

Putting aside the karma that killing a being of such cultivation level would bring upon you for no reason, the key issue is that you wouldn’t be able to find it easily.

Even if we could find a few, it wouldn’t be nearly enough.

Will it begin in two hundred years?

Should we go?

Regardless of whether we go or not, it’s still very important to get our hands on this Golden Bitter Token first.

“Alright!” He Pingsheng accepted the golden talisman and said, “Thank you… This time, the karma between us is completely wiped clean!”

Hearing He Pingsheng say this, the Divine Thunder Demon Emperor also breathed a sigh of relief.

This is exactly the result he wanted.

“Take care, fellow Daoist!” The Divine Thunder Demon Emperor cupped his hands in greeting to He Pingsheng and said, “I won’t keep you any longer. I also need to pack up and leave this place!”

“A new Demon Emperor should be here soon. I hope you all get along well!”

“Huh?” He Pingsheng asked, “Fellow Daoist, are you leaving?”

“There’s no need… He Pingsheng isn’t the kind of person who goes after everyone. Since the grudges and karma between us have been settled, it’s not impossible for us to be the Demon Emperor and for me to be a rogue cultivator.”

“It has nothing to do with you!” said the Divine Thunder Demon Emperor. “First, because of what that beast Tianyuan did, my foundation here no longer exists!”

“Since I’ve lost my foundation, rather than letting other Mahayana Emperor Realm experts drive me away, I’d rather leave on my own!”

“Secondly, the Thunder Wasteland Continent is far more complex than it appears to be. There are countless open and covert struggles, as well as conflicts between the Qilin clan and races other than the gods like us!”

“Anyway, I can’t stay here any longer!”

“I won’t see you out!”

Since the Divine Thunder Demon Emperor said so, He Pingsheng refrained from commenting, politely bowed, and then left.

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“Boss, this person is from out of town. I’ve managed to keep her in check, and she’s still with the Chamber of Commerce!”

Inside the Taixu Alchemy Shop, Hu Chen wore a lewd smile.

He Pingsheng frowned: “Out-of-towner? How do you know she’s from out of town?”

“She’s definitely from out of town!” Hu Chen said. “Boss, think about it. She came here to ask for pills, but the first thing she did after arriving was go to the Chamber of Commerce instead of our pill-refining shop. Doesn’t that make her an outsider?”

“If someone knows the capital city inside and out, why would they go to the Chamber of Commerce?”

He Pingsheng nodded: “That makes sense!”

It turned out that a cultivator at the Mahayana Emperor Realm had suddenly appeared at the Mountain Spring Merchant Guild.

This woman, who was at the Great Ascension Emperor Realm, possessed a rare and precious treasure that He Pingsheng and Hu Chen desperately needed: the Ten-Thousand-Year Red Spirit Orange.

She took out the Ten-Thousand-Year Red Spirit Orange, wanting to exchange it for an eighth-grade pill called the Soul-Returning Nether Pill.

Hu Chen really wanted to keep the ten-thousand-year-old red spirit orange, but he didn’t have a Soul-Returning Pill. The key thing was that he had never even heard of what a Soul-Returning Pill was. So he left the woman at the merchant guild and hurriedly ran to the alchemy shop to invite He Pingsheng.

“I’ll go with you!”

He Pingsheng then took a step forward and arrived at the entrance of the Chamber of Commerce.

The two soon arrived at a private room.

“Honored guest, you’ve been waiting… I’ve brought you a master alchemist!”

Hu Chen stepped forward with a broad smile.

To be honest, although this guy’s smile is a bit lewd, he’s just right when it comes to greeting guests in the chamber of commerce.

He Pingsheng looked up and saw a woman dressed in green sitting in the seat of honor in the private room.

The woman’s face was solemn, and her whole body exuded a chilling aura.

She is quite good-looking, but she has the aloof and unapproachable demeanor of an ice queen.

At the same time, He Pingsheng gently swept his divine sense over the woman and was able to discern her cultivation level.

Mahayana Emperor Realm, seventh level!

This level of cultivation is already quite frightening.

“Junior He Pingsheng greets Senior!” He Pingsheng respectfully cupped his hands.

The woman nodded and said, “Please sit down. I am Bingxuan. You can call me Senior Bingxuan!”

“Alright!” He Pingsheng said, “Senior Bingxuan!”

“Can you refine eighth-grade pills?” Bingxuan asked He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng nodded: “This junior possesses a naturally strong divine sense, enabling me to refine pills beyond my level. If you have the necessary materials, senior, I can help you refine the [Resurrection Pill]!”

“However, if you wish to summon someone’s soul back, then the Soul-Returning Pill should ideally be of the highest quality!”

“Do you… have the materials?”

The Soul-Returning Pill is an extremely powerful and heaven-defying item.

It is a top-grade elixir among the eighth grade. If given to a person who has lost their soul, it can forcibly pull that person’s soul back from the six realms, bringing them back to life.

the exciting content!

That’s just how incredible it is.

However, all the ingredients for the elixir are from the underworld, making it very difficult to gather them all.

“No!”

The woman shook her head, then raised her hand and slapped a shriveled red orange onto the table.

This orange looks shriveled, but it is surrounded by icy mist, indicating that it is of the highest grade, the eighth grade.

It was the very “Eternal Red Spirit Orange” that He Pingsheng had been dreaming of.

“I won’t provide any materials; if you have this pill, just give me one!”

“Take this!”

He Pingsheng smiled and said, “Sorry, I don’t have that!”

“No?” Daoist Bingxuan frowned and said, “Alright… you can be considered an alchemist, right? Let me ask you, do you know where to find one?”

“If you know, tell me, and I may reward you handsomely!”

He Pingsheng shook his head again and said, “I don’t know where to find it either?”

“The main and auxiliary ingredients required for this pill are all rare and precious materials produced in the Netherworld, which are extremely difficult to find!”

“Therefore, this kind of elixir is extremely rare!”

This elixir is different from the [Ten-in-One Pill] that He Pingsheng refined when he helped Qiao Huizhu return to life.

The Ten-Harmony Pill simply merges the soul and the physical body into one.

The Soul-Returning Pill, on the other hand, directly retrieves people from the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

That’s far too different.

Moreover, although the Soul-Nether Pill is an eighth-grade pill, it can only be used by cultivators at or below the Nascent Soul stage.

“Since you don’t have any!” The woman stood up, somewhat displeased, and said, “Then why waste my time?”

He Pingsheng reached out and pressed down on the ten-thousand-year-old red spirit orange, saying, “Senior, don’t be in a hurry. This junior may be able to do you a great favor. Sit down and let’s talk slowly!”

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