Chapter 65
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Chapter 65: Opening the Blind Box
Wang Chen had no intention of delving into the origins of the storage bag.
Everyone has their own secrets.
Whether Wei Xiong had found, stolen, or seized this storage bag, it was none of his concern.
Why pry into such matters?
Noticing Wang Chen’s indifferent attitude, Wei Xiong visibly sighed with relief.
The two exchanged a knowing smile.
Wei Xiong picked up a wooden box from the assortment of items and placed it solemnly before Wang Chen.
He then gestured toward the other objects and inquired, “Immortal Master Wang, do you think these items could be exchanged for an Innate Pill?”
“An Innate Pill?”
Wang Chen was taken aback. “What do you need an Innate Pill for?”
The Innate Pill, as its name implies, is an elixir used by martial artists to break through to the Innate Realm.
The issue was that Wei Xiong was already an innate martial artist, rendering the Innate Pill useless to him.
“It’s for my sister,” Wei Xiong explained. “She is expected to reach the top-level of the acquired stage within a year, and by breaking through to the Innate Realm through martial arts, she would have a chance to pass the outer sect assessment of the Yunyang Sect.”
Wang Chen suddenly understood.
Mortal martial artists cultivate their Qi and blood.
To enter the Dao through martial arts, it is best to reach the Innate Realm and transform all their acquired true energy into innate true energy.
Afterward, they can draw spiritual energy into their bodies.
This way, they can bypass the Transcendence Realm and directly become Qi Training cultivators, with formidable combat ability through dual cultivation.
The Yunyang Sect opens its doors every three years to recruit new disciples.
Given Wei Xiong’s sister’s age, if she could ascend to Qi Training with an innate body, her entry into the outer sect would be almost guaranteed.
Wang Chen asked, “Don’t you want to exchange these for a Foundation Establishment Pill instead?”
From Transcendence to Foundation Building for Qi Training.
If the Innate Pill is the breakthrough pill for acquired martial artists, then the Foundation Establishment Pill is the heavenly pill for innate martial artists!
As far as Wang Chen knew, the prices of the two were not vastly different.
The Foundation Establishment Pill was only slightly more expensive.
The items he had just retrieved from the storage bag included dozens of spirit stones.
Among them was a long sword that was clearly a magical artifact.
All together, they would more than suffice to exchange for a Foundation Establishment Pill.
Wei Xiong chuckled wryly, “I lack the complete five elements.”
Wang Chen was rendered speechless.
He knew that both Wei Xiong and his sister hailed from the mortal realm.
Imagine a powerful innate strong fighter, capable of dominating an entire region in the mortal world, enduring countless hardships and traversing great distances to reach the world of cultivation, only to discover that they lack the necessary elements to become magical cultivators. What a profound sense of frustration and anguish that must bring!
“But my sister possesses celestial bones!”
Wei Xiong had clearly come to terms with his situation, showing little sign of disappointment. His voice brimmed with pride as he declared, “That’s why I am determined to obtain this Innate Pill with unwavering resolve!”
“Very well,” Wang Chen nodded. “I can help you handle these items. Exchanging them for an Innate Pill shouldn’t be an issue.”
Wei Xiong was a Loose Cultivator from outside the city.
Not only did he have to pay fees to enter the city, but he also received no discounts when buying or selling goods within it.
He was an easy target for exploitation.
Though Wang Chen was merely an Outer Sect Disciple, his status was far more advantageous.
Wei Xiong clasped his fists in gratitude, his joy unmistakable. “Thank you, Immortal Master!”
His elation was palpable, as though he had already achieved Transcendence and ascended to immortality.
A true testament to his brotherly devotion.
Wang Chen smiled gently. “No need to stand on ceremony.”
Wei Xiong chuckled and slid the box on the table toward Wang Chen. “Then I’ll leave this matter in your hands.”
The box was about half a foot in length, crafted from valuable purple blood sandalwood, its lid tightly sealed.
It appeared to contain something of worth.
But it could just as easily be empty.
After all, the original owner of the storage bag hadn’t been particularly wealthy.
Excluding the box, the combined value of the remaining items amounted to little more than a hundred spirit fragments.
And the storage bag itself had a modest capacity of about five feet square.
Wei Xiong’s intention was clear.
Whether the box contained treasure or trash, it would all belong to Wang Chen as a token of gratitude for his assistance.
Wang Chen paused briefly before reaching out to take the sandalwood box.
Refusing it might lead Wei Xiong to overthink the matter.
Besides, Wang Chen was curious about what lay inside.
He might as well treat it like a mystery box!
He handed the now-empty storage bag back to Wei Xiong and gestured toward the spiritual rice, jerky, and clothing. “Take these back and keep them for yourself.”
A gesture of generosity!
Wei Xiong secretly sighed in admiration.
Though Wang Chen was not very old, he was magnanimous and upright, surpassing many cultivators Wei Xiong had known.
Asking Wang Chen for help this time was indeed the right decision!
Wei Xiong did not hesitate or decline.
After all, once A-Lian successfully drew in spiritual energy and became a cultivator, a portable storage bag would be indispensable.
The spiritual rice and jerky would also help the siblings better endure the approaching harsh winter.
He packed up all the miscellaneous items and then took his leave.
As Wang Chen escorted Wei Xiong out, he said, "Come by tomorrow afternoon to pick up the elixirs."
Wei Xiong was naturally filled with gratitude.
After the siblings departed in their carriage, Wang Chen returned to his room and retrieved the sandalwood box.
He placed it back on the table.
After a moment of thought, he stepped back to the doorway.
First, he cast the Spirit Light Shield on himself, then activated Object Manipulation to reach out and grasp the wooden box from a distance.
As the saying goes, "Better safe than sorry."
Not knowing whether it contained a celestial pill or poison, caution was certainly warranted.
Click!
The lid of the box opened.
There were no hidden traps, and inside was surprisingly a rusty thick needle.
Wang Chen enveloped his hand in spiritual energy and carefully picked it up to examine it.
The needle was about three inches long, round and thick in the middle, with sharp ends, and it had a dull, dark brown hue.
There was no trace of any magical or spiritual energy fluctuations.
It appeared to be just a very ordinary thick needle.
Such an item might not even be picked up if it were dropped on the street.
Yet, it was solemnly kept in a valuable purple blood sandalwood box!
Wang Chen felt a stir in his heart and immediately summoned the Cultivation Panel.
His gaze fell on the equipment category.
[Runying Golden Needle]
It actually appeared.
The simple four characters nearly made Wang Chen jump with joy.
Unlike techniques, the Cultivation Panel was very particular about equipment.
Previously, the only item that had appeared in the equipment category was the Thousand Transformations mask obtained from a traveling merchant.
Wang Chen’s storage bag, the Yunyang robe, the swan feather blade distributed by Wei Hall, and others did not qualify for display.
Yet this seemingly rusty iron needle was listed, indicating it must not be an ordinary item.
What a treasure from opening a blind box!
What an unexpected delight!
The question was, how was it used?
Wang Chen held the "Runying Golden Needle" and examined it for a long time but could not discern its purpose.
He tried injecting spiritual energy into the needle.
To his surprise, it was as if his energy had vanished into the sea, with no response at all!
This was clearly abnormal.
Wang Chen’s Five Element Technique could accommodate most low-level spells.
Even if his strength wasn’t sufficient to activate high-level magical tools, there should still be some feedback.
He repeatedly experimented, stubbornly continuing to input spiritual energy.
The Runying Golden Needle remained as dull and lifeless as before.
How strange!
Wang Chen stroked his chin, feeling that he had overlooked something.
Oh right!
An idea flashed in his mind, and he immediately pinched the iron needle with his right hand, using his index and middle fingers.
