Chapter 21: Reviving the Medicine Hall!
“Reporting to the Deacon, the Medicine Hall currently has one hundred and eight medicinal saplings in total, of which fifty-two are Sky Star Grass and fifty-six are Lanzhi Leaf.”
“As for your two medicinal fields, they have also been planted with Sky Star Grass according to your instructions.”
The Medicine Hall, the Deacon’s Court.
After Ma Han left, Old Huang came in and reported the recent results to Lu Qingyang.
After hearing this, Lu Qingyang said nothing. He simply sat there quietly, falling into deep thought.
Sky Star Grass… Lanzhi Leaf…
After a pause, Lu Qingyang murmured to himself.
“Old Huang, if I wanted to ripen these one hundred spiritual herbs, roughly how much Age-Ripening Spirit Liquid would be needed?”
Lu Qingyang suddenly raised his eyes to look at Old Huang.
“Reporting to the Deacon, to ripen one hundred first-tier medicinal saplings, at minimum ten portions of first-tier Age-Ripening Spirit Liquid would be required.”
Old Huang, hearing this, hurriedly answered.
Ten portions of first-tier spirit liquid…
Hearing this, Lu Qingyang’s brow furrowed.
Although ripening first-tier spiritual herbs only required first-tier Age-Ripening Spirit Liquid, ten portions was still quite a strain for him.
“One portion of first-tier Age-Ripening Spirit Liquid costs at least two hundred contribution points at the Spirit Pill Bureau. Ten portions would be a full two thousand contribution points.”
“And at the Spell Art Bureau, observing a first-tier high-grade spell art once requires thirty contribution points.”
“If I set up a signboard and taught observation of first-tier high-grade spell arts throughout the entire Outer Gate…”
With that thought, Lu Qingyang’s eyes could not help but reveal a fiery look.
That was right. This was the method he had thought of.
Revive the Medicine Hall through his own skills!
Though this move seemed to offer him little personal benefit, in truth it would resolve a major crisis for him.
Lu Qingyang’s immediate priorities: first, Zhang Luanfeng; second, the Medicine Hall’s five-year assessment.
One concerned his very life, the other concerned his future in the Chaotian Sect.
If he could revive the Medicine Hall within five years, then once he established his Foundation, the position of Vice Bureau Chief of the Spirit Field Bureau would naturally be within his grasp.
The Vice Bureau Chief of the Spirit Field Bureau was no longer merely a change in status.
It came with substantive benefits.
For example, as the Medicine Hall Deacon, he could currently draw one hundred contribution points from the Chaotian Sect each month.
If he became Vice Bureau Chief, he could draw at least five hundred contribution points per month.
Of course, that was secondary.
The most important thing was that becoming the head of a bureau would raise his… status and safety margin.
After all, in the Chaotian Sect, it was rare for a bureau chief to go out and fight.
To Lu Qingyang, this was a tremendous temptation.
As his thoughts flashed, Lu Qingyang quickly instructed Old Huang.
“Old Huang, come forward. I have something to tell you.”
“Yes, Deacon Lu!”
Hearing this, Old Huang hurriedly walked over.
“Go into the sect, and do this and that… then…”
After Lu Qingyang spoke a few words, Old Huang repeatedly nodded and hurriedly left the Medicine Hall.
After Old Huang left, Lu Qingyang did not idle.
Ever since he obtained that green jade slip from the old man in hemp clothes, he had never found the time to study it.
Today was a good opportunity to go to the Spell Art Bureau and see if there were any texts related to formations.
With that thought, Lu Qingyang rose, walked out the door, and headed to the Spell Art Bureau.
…
The Spell Art Bureau was the place where the Chaotian Sect oversaw spell arts, cultivation techniques, formations, talismans, and many other methods.
Within the bureau, there were also the Dharma-Exchange Hall, the Hall of Preaching the Dharma, and the Talisman Court.
Lu Qingyang’s destination on this trip was the Hall of Preaching the Dharma.
He first needed to find someone to clarify exactly what the formation on that green jade slip was before he could know how to master it.
When Lu Qingyang arrived at the Spell Art Bureau, he asked a Duty Disciple where the Hall of Preaching the Dharma was, then headed straight there.
The Hall of Preaching the Dharma was located due south of the Spell Art Bureau, not far away.
Shortly after, Lu Qingyang had arrived.
He saw a magnificent gate carved with dragons and phoenixes, hung with a black plaque bearing the three words “Hall of Preaching the Dharma.”
Outside the Hall of Preaching the Dharma, a sparse few white-robed disciples were entering and exiting.
Each one who walked out wore a bitter, sour expression…
I’ve arrived…
Lu Qingyang looked at the three large characters, and could not help but feel a bit dazed.
Once upon a time, he had been in the Menial Court, and his only extravagant hope had been to attend a single lesson at the Spell Art Bureau.
In just a few short years, he had already arrived at the gates of the Spell Art Bureau.
I just wonder how well they teach here.
Lu Qingyang shook his head and stepped inside.
Entering the Hall of Preaching the Dharma, Lu Qingyang found that it was even larger than he had imagined.
The entire hall occupied several hundred meters, spacious and clean.
The floor was paved with white marble bricks, extremely imposing.
“Senior Brother, may I ask what you need?”
Just as Lu Qingyang was surveying his surroundings, a white-robed disciple suddenly approached and politely inquired.
“I need to analyze a formation. Please help me find a Senior Brother who understands formations.”
Lu Qingyang looked at the white-robed disciple and cupped his hands slightly.
“Oh? So you’re here to analyze a formation. Perfect timing — True Person Lingji is free today. Please follow me.”
The white-robed disciple nodded, then led Lu Qingyang deeper into the Hall of Preaching the Dharma.
“True Person Lingji?”
Lu Qingyang was startled.
Anyone bearing the title of True Person was naturally a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
Just as he, once he established his Foundation, would be addressed as True Person Qingyang.
At that point, not only would he attain the position of True Person, but his lifespan would increase to a full two hundred years.
He simply hadn’t expected that the one responsible for formation analysis would be a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
Soon, Lu Qingyang followed the white-robed disciple to a side hall within the Hall of Preaching the Dharma.
The moment Lu Qingyang stepped into the side hall, his gaze was drawn to a figure.
He saw a woman with a slender figure and a stunning face standing with her back to the door.
She wore a plain blue robe, her long hair falling to her waist, appearing elegant and ethereal.
“Reporting to the True Person, a disciple wishes to analyze a formation.”
The white-robed disciple bowed respectfully to the woman.
“Mm…”
The woman slowly turned, revealing a pair of icy eyes.
Her eyes were bright, like a cold abyss, exuding traces of indifference and pride.
“Greetings, True Person Martial-Uncle!”
Lu Qingyang also bowed respectfully with cupped hands.
“Mm…”
The woman gave a faint nod, signaling the white-robed disciple who had led the way to leave.
“Take it out.”
The woman glanced at Lu Qingyang, her voice indifferent.
Hearing this, Lu Qingyang did not dare delay. He promptly took out the green jade slip and handed it to the woman.
The woman took the jade slip and examined it for a moment, but made no move.
“Please enlighten me, Martial-Uncle!”
Seeing this, Lu Qingyang bowed respectfully once more.
The woman said nothing. She merely observed Lu Qingyang quietly.
It seemed she was judging how he had come by such an item.
“Carving a formation into a jade slip and using the slip as a formation plate is rather ingenious, but it can only fool Qi Refinement cultivators.”
“A first-tier Spirit-Trapping Formation paired with a jade slip is still somewhat unexpected. If you wish to make this thing your own, you need only go to the Dharma-Exchange Gate’s Introduction to Formations.”
After a pause, the woman slowly withdrew her gaze, her tone indifferent.
In just a few words, she had stated the object’s fundamentals and purpose, leaving Lu Qingyang shaken.
“Then may I ask, Martial-Uncle, can the Sword-Commanding Art inside truly be cultivated?”
“Fake. If a second-tier spell art is incomplete, its spiritual mechanism will not manifest. This jade slip merely contains a recording of an imitation…”
Hearing this, Lu Qingyang could not help but feel somewhat disappointed.
He had thought the jade slip truly contained a technique. Instead, it was only a trick to fool people.
But on second thought, he had at least obtained a dharma artifact of a different kind.
The item was not particularly expensive, but still worth about a hundred contribution points.
With that thought, Lu Qingyang felt somewhat relieved.
But True Person Lingji’s next sentence instantly left the just-relieved Lu Qingyang dumbfounded.
“Very well, this method has been analyzed. You owe me three hundred contribution points.”
“This… Martial-Uncle, isn’t that a bit much?”
Lu Qingyang spoke with some uncertainty.
He finally understood why everyone he had seen at the entrance wore such grimacing expressions…