Chapter 132: Firmly Facing All, Three Companions Head to the Gathering
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As Yu Xian’s words fell, the outside instantly went silent.
He had succeeded in refining the pill…
That flash of a purple pill, they had all seen it with their own eyes!
That was… a tier-four treasure pill!
Yu Xian calmly stood up, walked to the door, raised his hand, and with a sweep, the door opened wide.
Outside, the nine Foundation Establishment cultivators wore various expressions—curiosity, greed, and intrigue all flickered in their eyes.
Yet none dared to act. Even though they knew that the pill was now stored in Yu Xian’s storage pouch, not a single one reached out to snatch it.
After all, someone who dared refine a tier-four pill in an inn instead of some secret location—and actually succeeded—was clearly a man of skill and immense confidence.
“Fellow cultivators, peeking into another’s room in secret… is that really the conduct of a gentleman?” Yu Xian looked at the nine, his expression calm, as if refining a tier-four pill was as mundane as eating or drinking.
The nine showed no shame in their expressions.
A gentleman? In the cultivation world, who cared about being a gentleman?
If such people existed, they were long dead.
“Congratulations, fellow cultivator, on successfully refining a tier-four treasure pill. Consuming it in the future will surely boost your strength greatly.”
It was Jiang Shanyu, the Foundation Establishment mid-stage cultivator, who suddenly smiled and spoke with admiration: “This humble one also has some knowledge of alchemy, but after witnessing your refinement today, I realize there’s always someone better.”
Yu Xian looked at him.
From the voice, he recognized it was Jiang Shanyu who had exposed his pill refinement.
He had also peeked in through a crack in the door—but he was also the one who gave pressure to the others and prevented them from barging in and ruining the pill refinement.
Yu Xian replied indifferently, “I was just barely holding it together. Didn’t expect it to actually succeed.”
Then he swept his gaze across the group and said, “Fellow cultivators, do you still have business with me?”
They looked at one another.
If not, then it was time to leave.
Yet… that tier-four pill was just too tempting…
“Hahaha, fellow cultivator, what is your name?”
Just then, the same Foundation Establishment mid-stage cultivator who had first spoken with Jiang Shanyu laughed and said, “This humble one is Zhu Lin. I’ve been in this Relic City for years and it’s the first time I’ve seen you.”
Yu Xian glanced at Zhu Lin, a trace of anger flashing in his eyes, though he suppressed it.
Coldly, he replied, “So, just because you’ve been here long, everyone has to have met you? Are you a spirit stone or something that everyone must know?”
Zhu Lin’s face turned instantly dark.
The crowd stifled chuckles at the jab.
Though Zhu Lin was angry, he held back and laughed, “I do wish I were a spirit stone, hahaha.”
He then added with feigned casualness, “By the way, fellow cultivator, what pill did you refine? Could you show us? We’re all quite curious. Surely you won’t let us down?”
The others perked up and chimed in.
“Indeed, fellow cultivator, what kind of treasure pill is it? Let us see it!”
“Yes, yes, we all witnessed your success. It’s only right to let us have a look.”
“We won’t snatch it—just a look!”
“That’s right! Just show us.”
Yu Xian’s expression grew cold. His aura began to rise!
If you’re ever surrounded by people trying to pressure you into showing or handing over something, claiming they “just want a look”—never yield.
You must be unyielding, to the point of risking death.
Only then will they consider retreating.
If you yield even a little, thinking “It’s just a look, they’ll go away after,” you’ll only spark more greed and likely get robbed.
Right now, as Yu Xian’s aura surged, their joking tones halted. Their expressions grew solemn.
Was this guy… ready to fight?
All this just because they asked to see a pill?
Yu Xian stared coldly at Zhu Lin and said flatly, “Why should I let you see my things? Who do you think you are?”
Zhu Lin’s smile finally collapsed. His face darkened, eyes bloodshot, Foundation Establishment mid-stage aura flaring in rage.
How many years had it been since someone insulted him like this?
This brat actually cursed his mother!?
Yu Xian was already ready to strike, his hand hidden in his sleeve forming hand seals.
At a moment’s notice, six vines and his jade artifact would strike!
“Enough!”
A sudden low shout rang out.
Jiang Shanyu had placed a hand on Zhu Lin’s shoulder and said firmly, “Brother Zhu, don’t break the rules.”
Zhu Lin trembled with rage but finally took a deep breath, glared at Yu Xian, and sneered, “Fine, I’ll let Jiang have his face today. But you… sooner or later, your mouth will get you killed.”
Yu Xian no longer responded. He simply looked at him with a calm expression.
Unable to retort, Zhu Lin turned with a hateful flick of his sleeve and stormed off.
The other Foundation Establishment cultivators knew the moment had passed. They gave awkward laughs, said it was all just a joke, and quickly dispersed.
Only two remained—Jiang Shanyu and a Foundation Establishment early-stage cultivator.
Yu Xian withdrew his aura and calmly said, “Thank you, Daoist friend.”
Jiang Shanyu waved his hand, “No need to thank me. I was the one who exposed your alchemy. Fortunately, you succeeded—otherwise I would feel terrible.”
Yu Xian shook his head, “It’s not your fault. I was careless, refining in a public inn like this. The medicinal aroma drew attention. I must thank you for stepping in—if not, I wouldn’t have known how to handle a mid-stage cultivator.”
Jiang Shanyu chuckled. This young cultivator had good judgment, shifting the blame to himself while showing gratitude.
The other cultivator smiled, “No wonder you managed to refine a tier-four pill under such pressure. Impressive composure. I admire it.”
Jiang added, “My junior and I are both fond of alchemy. We thought we were quite accomplished… but today, we’ve been humbled.”
Yu Xian smiled. “Just good luck.”
The other cultivator raised a hand and introduced himself, “I’m Zhou Zong, formerly of the Puppet Spirit Sect’s Pill Hall. After the Blood River Sect disaster, I became a wandering cultivator. Your techniques are textbook-perfect. Are you from a major sect?”
Yu Xian responded, “So it’s Daoist Zhou. I’m Xu Haoming, formerly of White Cloud Sect’s Alchemy Hall.”
“Ah! I knew it!”
Zhou Zong’s eyes lit up. The moment Yu Xian mentioned he was from a major sect, his status in their eyes shot up.
“Alas, the Blood River disaster scattered our sect. Our Nascent Soul elders and Golden Cores fled to Xuantian Sect to form a new sect. My senior and I chose freedom over bondage.”
Jiang Shanyu sighed.
Yu Xian felt a pang of empathy. Had it not been for the disaster, he’d still be in White Cloud Sect with his Golden Core master.
“Let’s not dwell on it,” Jiang said with a smile. “Xu Daoist, you’ve just refined a pill. We won’t bother you more today. If you’re free later, let’s discuss alchemy sometime?”
“Of course.”
Yu Xian nodded politely, neither rejecting nor promising.
With that, the two took their leave.
Yu Xian shut the door and returned to his bed, exhaling slowly.
One careless act nearly brought disaster.
Next time he refined pills, he’d either need a sealed location or a proper formation.
Sealing formations weren’t cheap—but necessary.
In cultivation… Wealth, Companions, Method, and Place—Wealth comes first. No lie.
Yu Xian muttered this to himself and began meditating.
As for the pill, the Purple Jade Pill, he wouldn’t take it just yet.
He’d wait to refine more complementary pills and take them together for a greater breakthrough.
The next morning, Yu Xian was still cultivating when someone knocked.
“Daoist Xu, are you cultivating?”
Yu Xian ended his practice, the green spiritual energy retreating.
“Please wait,” he said.
He got dressed and opened the door to find Jiang Shanyu and Zhou Zong smiling outside.
Yu Xian gave a wry smile, “You two are in a hurry.”
“Hahaha,” Zhou Zong laughed. “You think we’re here to bother you about alchemy? That would be rude.”
Jiang smiled, “We’re going to a trade gathering. Thought we’d ask if you’d like to join. It’s a place for exchange—spirit stones or barter—and a good chance to meet other cultivators here. Might be useful when the relic opens.”
Yu Xian’s eyes lit up. After a moment’s thought, he nodded, “Thank you both. I’ll go.”
“Great!”
Zhou Zong smiled, “Let’s be on our way.”
Yu Xian followed, shutting the door behind him.
The three set off.
Over the past decades, many had tried to enter the relic, but only Foundation Establishment and Qi Condensation cultivators with luck could get in. It was all random.
Some had waited years for the right moment.
Yu Xian learned more about the relic from the two, including how they missed the last chance a year and a half ago.
If entry wasn’t based on luck, it would have long been overrun or seized by the major sects.
They chatted as they walked, arriving soon at a large pavilion.
“We’re here,” Zhou Zong said.
Clearly a place for trade—many came and went.
When three Foundation Establishment cultivators arrived, the Qi Condensation ones quickly cleared a path.
“Yo! Isn’t this Alchemist Jiang? Coming to trade again after refining another treasure pill?”
Just as the three were about to enter, a familiar voice rang out…
