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Xunuo handed over the half-finished ointment containing the unrefined Unity Pill to Dongfang Yunqing. "Although this batch hasn't been completed, it's not entirely useless. You can extract three main ingredients from it, which can still be of great use."
Dongfang Yunqing quickly asked, "How do I extract them?" Then he felt it was inappropriate to ask. "I don't have the means for that. Xue Dao You can keep it; giving it to me would just be a waste."
Xunuo thought for a moment and realized he didn't understand Alchemy either, so he smiled and said, "In that case, let's keep it with me for now. Once you gather the auxiliary materials, I can refine another pill for you."
Dongfang Yunqing was excited and expressed his gratitude once more. The two then withdrew their Formation Flags and exited the Fire Chamber.
The Fire Chamber was situated on either side of an underground passage, where two disciples from the Song Family stood guard at the entrance. As soon as the Restriction of the Fire Chamber was lifted, the two Song Family disciples furrowed their brows, appearing contemplative. They exchanged glances, and one of them approached with a smile, saying, "Congratulations to both of you. Please follow me."
Xunuo couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. The Song Family members were quite amusing; when entering, they only provided the number of the Fire Chamber and left them to find their way. But upon exiting, they insisted on accompanying them as if anyone would try to escape without paying their spirit stones. The two followed the Song Family disciple through several turns until they emerged to pay their spirit stones.
At that moment, Dongfang Yunqing mentioned that a few familiar friends were also present; this had been prearranged. As long as they gathered at a certain friend's Cave, they could set off together. Considering the time, he worried that others might already be waiting there. Xunuo didn't mind; meeting fellow cultivators was a good opportunity, so he accompanied Dongfang Yunqing.
Dongfang Yunqing felt incredibly relieved now, shaking off years of gloom. He sensed that his future path seemed much broader. If he could also rely on Xue Dao You to refine a few more Unity Pills for him, he even believed advancing to the Foundation Establishment Stage might be possible. So he tentatively asked Xunuo about it.
Xunuo responded with sincerity: "I am new to the Daoist Sect and fortunate to have met you, Dongfang Dao Friend, who has answered my questions and clarified my doubts. You are both my teacher and friend. To this day, you are the only person among my peers with whom I can speak without hesitation. Whatever you entrust to me, I will do my utmost."
Hearing this made Dongfang Yunqing break into a cold sweat. He thought to himself how fortunate he was to have crossed paths with such a capable person despite his cautious schemes.
A day later, the two arrived at a vast lake that seemed boundless and unfathomable.
Dongfang Yunqing led Xunuo across the water until they reached the center of the lake, where they encountered a thick fog ahead that even his Divine Sense couldn't penetrate. Stopping in his tracks, Dongfang Yunqing produced a Sound Transmission Talisman and sent it into the mist.
Moments later, the fog parted before them, revealing a ten-zhang-wide passageway. Dongfang Yunqing stepped into it first while Xunuo followed closely behind with his Divine Sense probing ahead. As they walked forward, the fog rolled in behind them and engulfed the passageway. Once they passed through this mist, a lush green island appeared before them, where two men and one woman stood by the shore.
Dongfang Yunqing hurried a few steps forward and smiled, "I apologize for the delay; I had some matters to attend to, causing you all to wait."
One of the white-haired women, Luo Xuefeng, expressed her dissatisfaction, "We have been waiting here for five days. If you do not arrive today, we will have to leave without you. Is this young man the pharmacist you mentioned?"
Dongfang Yunqing laughed heartily, "Indeed, this is my dear friend, Xunuo."
He then introduced the other three to Xunuo.
The woman who spoke, Luo Xuefeng, was the most skilled among them, a cultivator at the tenth level of Basic Skill Method. The island's master was a middle-aged man with a long beard named Ji Zenghui, who was at the ninth level of Basic Skill Method. Another young man, Tang Xianyong, who was under thirty and had a red face, was at the same level as Xunuo, both being at the seventh level of Basic Skill Method.
After chatting for a while without entering the house for pleasantries, Ji Zenghui said, "Please do not blame me for not inviting you two inside for a brief rest. The truth is, your arrival was too late; we cannot afford any more delays. We should set off immediately."
Dongfang Yunqing's face flushed slightly as he replied awkwardly, "Very well. We can discuss things on the way."
Ji Zenghui then took out a blue triangular flag and pointed it towards the thick fog outside the island. Immediately, where he pointed, the mist swirled and revealed a passageway. After they stepped outside, Ji Zenghui waved the flag again, and the passage vanished in an instant, returning to a sea of fog.
Xunuo observed and realized that this must be a large-scale formation. He couldn't help but feel envious and approached Ji Zenghui to inquire about the formation.
Ji Zenghui chuckled and said, "Xue Dao You overestimates me. This formation flag was not crafted by me but purchased at a high price. We Loose Cultivators know very little about formations, let alone how to create them ourselves. As for this particular formation, it is not too profound; it merely has some effects of obscuring vision and shielding Divine Sense. If a mortal were to accidentally enter it, they could be repelled. However, for us cultivators, this minor barrier can be easily broken through with our powers; it offers no real protection."
Upon hearing that there was a formation capable of shielding Divine Sense, Xunuo immediately thought of his Boundary Stone. If there were a small enough formation flag that could conceal his Boundary Stone from detection, it would provide him with an additional layer of security. Thus, he began asking Ji Zenghui questions about this aspect.
Ji Zenghui pondered for a moment before suggesting that it might be possible to scale down the formation to a certain extent. However, he warned that there would likely be special requirements for the materials used in crafting such formation flags and formations. Additionally, the power of such a compact formation would be significantly reduced. Furthermore, such specific formations would have little practical use; it was unlikely anyone would bother crafting them. Nevertheless, at Dome Mountain during the Golden Family Trading Conference, peculiar items appeared one after another; it was possible he might come across something like that. His own formation flag had been purchased at Dome Mountain during that very conference.
As they continued their conversation while on their way, they suddenly heard a thunderous roar from behind them followed by a gust of yellow wind blowing toward them.
Xunuo's expression changed as he distinctly sensed that this yellow wind was infused with powerful wind-type magical energy. Dongfang Yunqing and the others furrowed their brows and halted in their tracks.
Luo Xuefeng muttered to himself, "The Black Wind Old Monster has always been aloof and solitary. Why is he greeting us today?"
In the blink of an eye, a tall and gaunt old man with a black face appeared, riding the wind toward them. He wore a dark purple robe and had a golden hairpin over a foot long stuck in his hair. A Wind Blade Spell followed closely behind him. Although he couldn't fly through the clouds, the speed at which he rushed forward was several times faster than that of Xunuo and the others. In no time, he reached them.
The Black Wind Old Monster approached and let out a strange laugh. "You all are heading to Dome Mountain for the Golden Family Trading Conference, yet you didn't invite me along. That's not how neighbors should behave."
Dongfang Yunqing forced a smile and replied, "The Black Wind Daoist has always walked alone; why would you want to travel with us, who possess such lowly powers? We were afraid that if we journeyed together, we might embarrass you."
A peculiar grin spread across the Black Wind Old Monster's thin face. "I noticed you all were moving slowly. How about I lend you a hand so you can hurry along? We wouldn't want you to miss the opening of the Trade Fair."
The group exchanged glances but remained silent. They understood that the Black Wind Old Monster wouldn't offer help without reason, yet they dared not refuse him outright, fearing to offend him. Even Luo Xuefeng, who had the highest cultivation among them, was on the same level as the Black Wind Old Monster in terms of cultivation method but was still significantly weaker in terms of power.
The Black Wind Old Monster cast an unfriendly glance at them and said, "Since none of you have any objections, let's get moving."
With that, he channeled his power and conjured a black wind wall that propelled everyone forward. Xunuo and the others had no strength to resist and could only run along with the force of the wind. Under this magical push, their speed increased several times compared to before.
After traveling for half a day, the Black Wind Old Monster suddenly withdrew his power and said ominously, "This pace consumes too much energy; I can hardly keep it up. You all need to contribute some spirit stones if I am to continue using my magic to speed us along."
He then turned his gaze toward Xunuo and glared at him. Xunuo realized that he was targeting easy prey first. If just one person yielded, the others would likely follow suit out of fear. However, Xunuo felt utterly helpless against the Black Wind Old Monster; their difference in realm and power was too great. He doubted that even if he used Heavenly Shadow Spike, he could win in a direct confrontation.
(Note: The author's note has been omitted.)
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