Seizing Destiny From Heavens Hands

Chapter 352: The Formation of Elder Qingmu’s Pill – Congratulations from All Sides

Hai Qiankun shook his head. “It’s not set in stone yet, but there’s at least an eighty percent chance of success.”

“I’ve heard that the Heavy Water Extreme Cold Pill must be refined using a special flame, requiring an entire month of continuous refinement day and night. That’s an immense test of spiritual power.”

“No matter how extraordinary the Young Sect Master’s talent is, his total spiritual power wouldn’t surpass other Divine Transformation cultivators by much…”

“Now, it all depends on whether the Young Sect Master can endure it!”

Murong Yue nodded slightly, her delicate brows still tightly furrowed.

She knew that Shen Mo’s spiritual power was undoubtedly greater than the average person’s.

However, Shen Mo harbored two eternal flames within his body.

Those two flames constantly consumed his spiritual power.

With such a rapid depletion rate, could Shen Mo truly hold out?

At that moment, the two of them suddenly sensed something and abruptly turned toward the imperial city.

A powerful surge of water spiritual energy was erupting from that direction.

Vast amounts of water vapor from all directions were converging there.

“That place is…” The two exchanged glances, momentarily stunned.

Patter, patter.

Zhou Mingyi hurried over, his expression somewhat grim. “That’s the Imperial City’s Myriad Herb Garden, the estate that Emperor Jing granted to Elder Qingmu and his disciples.”

Hai Qiankun’s expression stiffened. “So, Elder Qingmu has succeeded?”

Zhou Mingyi nodded. “It seems so. News should spread soon. Let’s wait and see.”

The three exchanged glances, a hint of anxiety in their hearts.

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Imperial City, Myriad Herb Garden

Bai Tianyuan and the Ninth Elder of the Tianhe Sect stood before Elder Qingmu, their expressions filled with anticipation.

Their eyes were fixed on the alchemy furnace, brimming with excitement and reverence.

“Master…” Bai Tianyuan murmured.

Elder Qingmu smiled. “It is done.”

“Though I haven’t refined the Heavy Water Extreme Cold Pill in years and my technique was a bit rusty, costing me three sets of ingredients, I’ve managed to succeed in the end.”

The Ninth Elder of the Tianhe Sect was ecstatic. “Good, good, good! As long as it’s successful, that’s all that matters!”

“My grandson has been stuck at the peak of the Core Formation stage for years, lacking only the catalyst for a breakthrough. I believe that with this Heavy Water Extreme Cold Pill, he will surely accumulate enough foundation to step into the Nascent Soul stage!”

Elder Qingmu nodded with a gentle smile.

Just then, a young attendant’s voice rang from outside.

“Grandmaster, someone from the Shadowless Pavilion has arrived, bringing gifts to congratulate you on your successful pill refinement.”

Elder Qingmu asked calmly, “Who is it?”

“The Young Master of the Shadowless Pavilion, Xue Ziyi.”

Bai Tianyuan immediately turned sharply and was about to rush outside in an instant.

Elder Qingmu sternly reprimanded, “Stop.”

“You have followed me in refining pills for over forty years, yet you still act so impetuously.”

Bai Tianyuan looked aggrieved.

The Ninth Elder pulled him back. “Master’s pill refinement caused a significant phenomenon. The Shadowless Pavilion just happened to arrive first—other major factions will surely come to pay their respects as well.”

“Junior Brother, don’t be impatient.”

“If you rush out now, wouldn’t that be beneath our status?”

Bai Tianyuan suddenly realized. “Thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother!”

Sure enough—

A few breaths later—

The young attendant’s voice sounded again.

“Grandmaster, more people have arrived.”

“The Holy Spirit Sect, Qianyuan Sect, Sea God Island, and Great Snow Palace have all sent representatives bearing gifts to congratulate you on your success.”

Elder Qingmu’s face bore a faint, satisfied smile.

At his level, he had already solidified his position at the pinnacle.

Thus, what mattered most now was prestige.

At the moment his pill was formed, the great sects had come to pay their respects—this was undoubtedly a grand display of his status.

“Let’s go.”

Elder Qingmu slowly rose to his feet.

The Ninth Elder whispered, “Junior Brother, as a Tianhe Sect Elder, it would be inappropriate for me to show myself. You should assist Master outside.”

“Understood.” Bai Tianyuan nodded in comprehension.

Immediately, he supported Elder Qingmu as they stepped out of the pavilion.

At this very moment, the entrance of Myriad Herb Garden was already lined with numerous cultivators.

Each one of them possessed at least a Nascent Soul cultivation.

There was no shortage of Divine Transformation experts among them.

Bai Tianyuan’s gaze swept across the crowd and immediately landed on a woman dressed in black combat attire, her face partially concealed by a black veil.

His heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

The gathered cultivators cupped their hands and offered their congratulations. “Congratulations to Elder Qingmu for once again refining a Heaven-grade pill!”

Elder Qingmu was pleased, but he did not reveal it on his face. Instead, he maintained a faint smile.

“It’s nothing, nothing. Just an old pill formula from the past. I haven’t refined it in over a hundred years, so it’s hardly worth mentioning.”

A Divine Transformation expert from the Holy Spirit Sect laughed heartily. “Elder Qingmu is indeed a giant in the Dao of Alchemy! Even after a century without refining this pill, he succeeds the moment he attempts it again!”

“Indeed! Elder Qingmu’s brilliance remains undiminished!”

“I wonder if Elder Qingmu has any free time in the near future. Would you be willing to refine a pill for our Great Snow Palace?”

The various sect cultivators quickly voiced their requests.

Elder Qingmu responded with a smile, “I am rather weary. I may need to rest for a year or two.”

At that moment, a burst of laughter suddenly echoed from the back of the crowd.

“Elder Qingmu truly is the pillar of our Jing Nation!”

“With Elder Qingmu here, I can rest easy!”

Everyone was startled and turned toward the source of the voice.

A golden, resplendent imperial carriage had arrived!

Eight mighty dragon-horses, clad in golden-scaled armor, neighed toward the sky, exuding an imposing presence.

From the carriage, a majestic imperial aura spread outward, making it difficult for anyone to resist the urge to bow in reverence.

The young herbal attendants of Myriad Herb Garden immediately dropped to their knees in salute.

The cultivators from the Shadowless Pavilion, Holy Spirit Sect, Qianyuan Sect, Sea God Island, and Great Snow Palace also paid their respects.

However, they were not subjects of the Jing Emperor, so a hand-over-heart salute sufficed.

As for Elder Qingmu and his core disciples, only a respectful nod was required.

This was a special privilege granted by the Jing Emperor himself.

“Your Majesty, I never expected to trouble you with my humble affairs. I am deeply honored,” Elder Qingmu said, though his face was brimming with joy.

The Jing Emperor rarely made public appearances, yet today, he had come in person just to congratulate him on refining a Heaven-grade pill. This was a tremendous boost to Elder Qingmu’s prestige.

The Jing Emperor gracefully leaped down from the imperial carriage, landing effortlessly.

The cultivators watching couldn’t help but feel a brief illusion—almost as if a true dragon had descended, taking human form.

The fleeting vision quickly faded, and they hurriedly withdrew their gazes.

They understood that this was the manifestation of a nation’s fate embodied within its ruler.

As the sovereign of the land, even if the Jing Emperor were an ordinary mortal, the power of the nation’s destiny would safeguard him, making it nearly impossible for him to perish easily.

With steady, commanding strides, the Jing Emperor approached, smiling. “What are you saying? Elder Qingmu, like Sword Sovereign, is the very foundation of our Jing Nation.”

“Now that Elder Qingmu has successfully refined another Heaven-grade pill, I am overjoyed. How could I not come personally to offer my congratulations?”

Elder Qingmu’s smile grew even wider.

The Sword Sovereign was the strongest cultivator in Jing Nation.

For the emperor to compare him to the Sword Sovereign was an undeniable display of respect and status.

“I hereby decree that Myriad Herb Garden’s territory shall be expanded twofold.”

“All of Elder Qingmu’s requests must be fulfilled without exception.”

“Additionally, the imperial court recently acquired several ancient pill formulas—deliver them all to Myriad Herb Garden.”

A nearby eunuch immediately bowed. “Understood.”

The gathered sect cultivators silently took in the scene.

They couldn’t help but marvel at the Jing Emperor’s methods.

Despite already being the ruler of the land, the moment Elder Qingmu’s pill was successfully refined, he personally arrived, bearing gifts and congratulations, demonstrating the utmost sincerity and respect.

If any of them were in his position, they would likely be unwilling to lower themselves to such gestures of goodwill.

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