"What's there left to study!"

An elderly man with chicken skin and crane-like hair was gnawing on a tuft of roots while in front of him sat seven other ancient old men.

"You're the Great Elder of Unparalleled Tower, regardless of your status, you're knowledgeable in pharmacology. You know well that gnawing on ginseng roots does nothing for you, yet you can chew on them for ten days straight."

One of the old men amongst the seven lifted his head, glanced at him, and said helplessly, shaking his head.

The Great Elder of Unparalleled Tower displayed a toothy grin, a root was caught between his teeth, causing him discomfort.

At present, they were surrounded by the ocean, stretching as far as the eye could see.

The eight of them were on an island, with lakes visible in the mountain streams. The original kiln cave had been broken open at the top, turning it into an open-air shelter.

A Ginseng King stood silently in the corner, its head with closed eyes, a peaceful expression on its face.

Eight Transcendent Powerhouses, using sheer power, had moved an entire land mass into the sea, transforming it into an island.

Over the course of half a month, the eight of them employed various methods on the island regarding the Ginseng King, yet they made no progress.

A large iron pot was discarded in the corner, causing weeks of ginseng soup brewing to reap minimal effects. While it could cure a commoner of illness, for those seeking longevity, there was no improvement other than a ruddy complexion.

Additionally, they tried to cut the Ginseng King's body but were amazed to find that every strike felt like a stone sinking into the sea.

The numerous powerhouses, refusing to give in, even used half their strength yet could not cut a piece from the Ginseng King.

If not for the fear that they might destroy the Ginseng King, many powerhouses would have considered using their full strength.

Currently, cutting was ineffective, and boiling was nearly futile.

The Great Elder of Unparalleled Tower turned to the idea of alchemy.

"Why don't the eight of us work together, create a big Alchemy Furnace encasing the Ginseng King, and directly refine it into pills."

This suggestion was immediately opposed by everyone else.

Given the inability to cut or divide the Ginseng King, refining it into pills directly—with no certainty that the eight of them could even handle it in unison.

Anything feared may come to pass, and if they manage to refine it, they only have one shot.

Every pill, after countless trials, reaches completion; the ratio of main and auxiliary ingredients, the heat during refining, the duration required—all need careful experimentation.

Recklessly attempting alchemy without a method to open the Ginseng King, one slip and it will cost them dearly.

There is only one Ginseng King, and who knows if there'll ever be another, and the group of old folks clinging to life absolutely can't afford to gamble.

Which is why now you have the scene of seven gathering to plan while the Great Elder single-handedly gnaws on a ginseng root.

"Anyway, I have no other solutions."

He grumbled to himself, took another bite of the dangling ginseng root.

Just then, the sound of something cutting through the air approached from a distance.

The crowd looked up, eyebrows furrowed, only to find it was a cultivator from Unparalleled Tower.

"Hei, why is it you?"

The Great Elder asked the newcomer in surprise, almost causing the Divine Gaze Realm cultivator in midair to fall into the sea.

Ye Hei appeared embarrassed, after all, he was a Divine Gaze Realm cultivator, yet this Great Elder insisted on calling him by his novice nickname.

Upon landing, Ye Hei saluted to the group of powerhouses.

"Greetings, esteemed Elders."

The crowd merely nodded slightly before returning to their planning.

"Why are you here? Don't tell me we're at war with the Mo Family? Did we lose?"

The fact that they sent a Divine Gaze Realm cultivator to deliver news caused the Great Elder's expression to change slightly, prompting the question.

Ye Hei couldn't stop a wry smile while the seven old men couldn't hold back their chuckles.

"No, the Nine Great Sects discovered a pill..."

So, Ye Hei awkwardly recounted the matter of the Misty Wave Mansion and the pill.

"A pill that can enhance cultivation below the Divine Gaze Realm? Consumes vital energy?"

The Great Elder rubbed his chin, suddenly intrigued, not just him, even the distant group of old men eagerly leaned in.

Never had they heard of a pill that hastens the flow of True Essence while consuming vital energy, let alone one that increases cultivation speed multiple times over. The combination was unheard of.

"Let's see it."

Came the chorus from the powerhouses.

Ye Hei quickly took out the box; since so many powerhouses were interested, it must be excellent.

Bian Renjie, at a loss, finally decided to send the pills over, precisely with the idea of having these few help out.

But the moment the box was opened, Ye Hei, along with the box, was knocked out.

The one who acted was his own Great Elder, the force was not strong, merely throwing him into the distance.

Before he could even ask, seven fierce gazes from the Transcendent Powerhouses instantly locked onto him, making his whole body tremble.

The Great Elder was rather helpless; if Ye Hei weren't their own cultivator, the force earlier wouldn't have been so gentle.

A group of old relics, what are they most afraid of? Lifespan!

The moment this pill was opened, this group of extremely life-cherishing old monsters sensitively detected the loss of their own vital energy. Even the slightest bit was unacceptable to them.

Ye Hei did not expect that just one pill could provoke such a strong reaction from the group of powerhouses.

He immediately realized, his expression horrified, could it be that this pill could even affect the vital energy of Transcendent Powerhouses?

He felt he had discovered something extraordinary.

For young cultivators, it's just a matter of replenishing lost energy, but for these already old seniors, vital energy is linked to lifespan. Once it's depleted, it shortens life, and even the slightest bit is unacceptable to them.

"Take the pill and get out, let Bian Renjie figure it out himself."

The Great Elder quickly waved his hand, urging him to leave.

If he delayed any longer, these old guys might devour him. They clearly came over out of curiosity but ended up all suffering losses.

Look at what Bian Renjie has done, daring to send such a pill here. If he were a bit slower, Ye Hei might have died on the spot.

He immediately urged Ye Hei to get out.

Only after Ye Hei left did he awkwardly smile and speak, "Please don't blame us, everyone..."

He just turned his head and found the group of old guys busy devouring ginseng roots.

Look at you all, afraid of dying!

The Great Elder inwardly muttered, silently grabbed a handful of ginseng roots, and began to gnaw. Damn it, didn't he also suffer losses?

"The Ginseng King's head opened its eyes!"

A group of old guys sat on the ground without image, a Transcendent Powerhouse holding ginseng roots casually glanced at the Ginseng King and couldn't look away, immediately putting down the ginseng roots and jumping up...

——

Luo Yuqi had forgotten how long he had been in the boundless darkness; his consciousness was trapped, all his senses lost, time seemed to have ceased to flow on him.

Suddenly, a voice echoed through the space.

"Hei..."

The following words became indistinct.

But then, a slight ripple suddenly appeared, stirring ripples in the piece of dark space, and for just that moment, he felt a crack appear in the darkness, and seizing the opportunity, his consciousness swiftly escaped.

After passing through that crack, a sudden burst of light appeared before him, but the next moment, his consciousness was fixed again.

Or rather, it was not fixed, but awakened within the body.

What was called passing through the crack was merely the instant of opening his eyes.

But what came next terrified him; before him, it was no longer the mountain stream cave of the past. In his sight was the Sea Domain, eight cultivators of the Transcendence Realm were looking at him eagerly, seemingly... couldn't wait to eat him?

He was about to speak but found his body uncontrollable, or rather, his body seemed dead, all functions completely stopped, his spiritual power drained completely.

The heart had stopped beating, and he couldn't even feel his own breath.

Even for a cultivator, how could one live without a heartbeat, then he glanced at his chest and was shocked.

His body had entirely turned into ginseng, with only a wisp of consciousness and a pair of eyes belonging to him.

He couldn't even blink, could only stare straight at the group of old guys closing in...

"Good! Great stuff! The Ginseng King opened its eyes, isn't this even more nourishing."

The Great Elder touched Luo Yuqi's head, his old face looking like he wanted to take a bite.

"Why not, try making soup with the Ginseng King's head?"

Someone immediately spoke.

Devour!

Luo Yuqi was utterly terrified inside, and worse, this group of people wasn't just saying it, they had already picked up specially made iron pots, and someone had started the Spirit Fire with spiritual power...

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