Chapter 530: Chapter 530: Benefits

As time passed, news arrived piece by piece.

The people of Divine Dao Mountain had been busy lately. They sent a few capable individuals to use certain methods on Duke Mo Hai.

This gluttonous Divine Being spilled everything he knew, like pouring beans from a bag.

Aside from a few inside details, the rest of what he said confirmed the sect’s previous speculations.

Bai Mo listened to the news Ah Er had gathered, a thoughtful look on his face.

’The situation is even more complicated than I first thought.’

’Since ancient times, Divine Beings have possessed the ability to communicate directly with the heavens. There must be no small number of them who contacted the "Sky Father," were favored by him, and have been cooperating with him ever since.’

’And now they’re reviving one by one...’

A moment later, Bai Mo reined in his thoughts. He confirmed that these matters were not something he could meddle in and had little to do with him.

The world was vast, and the major sects were in a hurry. All he had to do was watch how the tides turned.

However, throughout history, with so many mighty figures having fallen, Divine Beings had surely been a driving force behind it. There was no telling how much of a legacy they had inherited.

Once they fully revived, the sects might not hold much of an advantage.

After finishing the fragmented scriptures sent by the old man, Bai Mo felt a sense of relief and turned his attention to a stack of letters requesting Pills.

Ah Er was particularly enthusiastic about this, grabbing the letters and placing them in front of Bai Mo.

Bai Mo looked at it.

"Are we out of Spirit Stones?"

Ah Er sighed and made a few gestures.

The gist of it was that their savings were nearly depleted. When it went to the market, it no longer had the same confidence as before.

Bai Mo nodded.

"Immortal Arrival City has been facing some turmoil recently, so we can’t ask the shop for more either. For now, we’ll have to be self-sufficient."

The Spiritual Fire in the small courtyard blazed to life, and it burned for three straight months.

Pills were produced one after another, and Ah Er took them to the various disciples.

The little rascal would sometimes hang around with the disciples’ Spirit Beasts for a long time, then return with all sorts of strange things.

Some of the letters requesting Pills had been sitting for a while, and some disciples were now short on funds, so they would occasionally pay with goods instead.

There were all sorts of items, all of them good. At the very least, they were treasures in the eyes of Loose Cultivators.

Bai Mo didn’t refuse them.

The area began to be filled with the clean fragrance of medicinal herbs.

The bamboo outside the courtyard, having been steeped in the aroma for so long, naturally carried a unique fragrance on its stalks.

Above the cliff, Yuan Chu arrived on a Flying Ship, followed by one person: Youling.

They smelled the fragrance the moment they reached the bamboo forest.

"As expected of the sect’s Alchemist. Even his residence has auspicious signs. It really looks the part."

Yuan Chu exclaimed in admiration.

The two landed outside the courtyard and saw Ah Er handing Spirit Stones to Bai Mo.

"As expected of someone who deals in Pills! So much more well-off than us poor grunts!"

He boomed, swaggering into the courtyard.

Youling, who followed behind him, looked at the large Pill Furnace with great reverence and tiptoed in.

His memory of Bai Mo’s performance in Shuofang Country was still fresh.

This Senior Brother hadn’t displayed any particular combat techniques, but he could kill a Core Formation Cultivator with just a few pills.

It was truly ruthless.

Bai Mo put away the Spirit Stones and gestured for the two to take a seat.

Yuan Chu waved his hand and said to Ah Er:

"Brew us a pot of good tea. Rushing over here really tired me out."

Ah Er remained indifferent, carefully putting away the miscellaneous items besides the Spirit Stones before going into the house to select some tea.

Bai Mo had recently roasted a new batch of tea, all of which was of the highest quality, and Ah Er was very protective of it.

"This rascal gets more insolent by the day."

Yuan Chu shook his head, looked at Bai Mo, and asked:

"Junior Brother, you haven’t had anything important going on recently, have you?"

Bai Mo smiled. "It’s been a rare few days of peace. I got bored with nothing to do, so I focused my mind on Spirit Stones."

"What’s on your mind, Senior Brother?"

At this, Yuan Chu looked around cautiously, then leaned closer to Bai Mo before speaking:

"The sect intends to hold a grand sacrifice, and Youling is one link in the chain of procedures."

Yuan Chu glanced at Youling, indicating for him to speak.

This matter was supposed to be a secret. Youling thought for a moment, then chose some things he was allowed to say and spoke a few sentences.

"The elders in the sect found an ancient being. They’re trying to revive it and elevate it into a Divine Being..."

Bai Mo paused for a fraction of a second, instantly understanding the crux of the matter.

"The sect wants to use this to test a Divine Being’s ability to communicate directly with the heavens?"

Yuan Chu nodded gravely and slammed his fist on the table.

"Not just anyone can become a god. Finding a trustworthy being that also has the aptitude for godhood is no simple feat."

"This time, we must succeed in one go!"

Bai Mo nodded slowly.

"Where will the ritual be held?"

Yuan Chu grinned.

"In a great tomb. As for the specifics, I can’t say!"

’It must be some deceased person who was once worshipped, received abundant offerings, and had one foot in the realm of Divine Beings.’

’With that much information, it wouldn’t be hard to narrow down the location.’

Bai Mo thought for a moment and asked probingly:

"And the disciples participating...?"

Yuan Chu coughed.

"In past years, the grand sacrifices have always come with great benefits. Everyone knows that..."

"Why else would I have told you to wait and not get tied up in other things?"

Ah Er walked out of the house with the tea set just in time to hear this. It froze for a moment, then quickly retreated back inside and came out with a different packet of tea leaves.

A moment later.

Yuan Chu took a loud SLURP of tea and immediately sang its praises.

"Junior Brother, this tea of yours just keeps getting better and better."

"The tea that some of the masters on the mountain serve their guests can’t even compare to this!"

By now, Bai Mo had already discussed the details of the grand sacrifice with them.

"So I’ll just wait here for the Foreign Affairs Hall to come notify me and assign my duties?"

Yuan Chu downed half a pot of tea, quenching his thirst. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said:

"Exactly. At the grand sacrifice, there will be no shortage of Pills needed. They’re counted by the basinful."

"A portion of the work will be assigned to you. The other Alchemists who are free probably won’t be left out either."

He stood up and pulled Youling along to leave.

The two of them were originally on their way to awaken a master who had been in seclusion for a long time and had made a special detour to inform Bai Mo.

Watching the two of them leave, Bai Mo sat back down in his chair, intertwined his fingers, and contemplated the matter of the grand sacrifice.

"Ah-uh?"

Ah Er walked over, curiously inquiring about the details.

Bai Mo glanced at it. "Don’t worry, I’ll take you to see it for yourself when the time comes."

’Back on Mi Mountain, he had mobilized prisoners for all sorts of sacrifices, killing Nascent Souls like they were chickens, and Core Formation cultivators were just numbers to be added to the tally.’

’He knew it was a grand affair, but participating in it personally stirred up different feelings.’

"Go prepare some medicinal ingredients. There are some things the sect might not be able to gather."

Bai Mo turned his head and ordered Ah Er.

Ah Er’s expression turned solemn. It held out its paw, took the Spirit Stones that Bai Mo had just received, and hastily jumped onto a Flying Ship to depart.

On the fourth day after it left, the green-clothed steward arrived at the gate, but as usual, did not enter the courtyard.

"Long time no see, Senior Brother. I did come by once, but you must have been in Shuofang at the time. I couldn’t find you."

After they exchanged greetings, the green-clothed steward took out a thick stack of scrolls. Painted on them was the Ten Thousand Cultivators’ Sacrificial Painting, and the accompanying annotations were a finger-width thick.

"Will you have any trouble refining the required Spirit Pills according to these instructions?"

Bai Mo took them and read through them, the corner of his eye twitching.

"The Pills themselves aren’t very difficult to make, but ten thousand of them..."

The green-clothed steward nodded.

"You have half a year. I must ask you to put your full effort into this, Senior Brother. The other Alchemists have been assigned the same quantity."

"This matter is of the utmost importance. None of you can fall behind. As for medicinal ingredients and the like, just inform me, and I will have the Hall deliver them..."

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