injuries had recovered partially, and he had taken several pills in advance, which allowed him to barely maintain it.However, this is not a bad thing.Even the residual power of magical treasures can't...Compared to the huge harvest, these minor side effects are completely acceptable.

Qin Sang summoned the Ebony Sword, its light enveloping her as she rode it away.

The earth sank.

Qin Sang instinctively concealed his figure, slipping into the depths of the sunken pit. His divine sense reached out, sensing that the corpse was still stuck in place, and he secretly let out a sigh of relief.

He waved his hand, breaking the lockdown he had set before leaving.

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'Snore...'

Earthly evil qi surges unpredictably.

A figure like a demon slowly rose from the abyss.

Qin Sang stared intently at the Flying Heavenly Asura, unable to discern anything from its outward appearance.

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After many days apart, there was a faint feeling of strangeness. However, the soul imprint remained very stable. Qin Sang ordered Feitian Yacha to fly in front of him, and his divine sense probed its dantian.

The corpse pill was covered in cracks, still very dry, but better than when he left, indicating that the nurturing in the sinkhole was indeed effective.

Qin Sang nodded secretly, sat cross-legged, and ordered the Flying Sky Yaksha to sit cross-legged in front of him. Then, he used his divine sense to envelop the corpse pill and carefully sensed it.

On the edge of killing intent, darkness envelops.

One person sat opposite a corpse, the flying celestial demon's eyes were black and empty.

After a while, Qin Sang withdrew his divine sense and fell into thought.

He recalled every detail of the process of refining the Corpse Pill, as well as his understanding of the Corpse Pill when he manipulated it and fought against Wu Youdao.

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Gradually, Qin Sang really got some clues.

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He couldn't directly help the flying night demon recover from its injuries, even if he unsealed the Corpse Pill, it wouldn't have a better effect. But he could take advantage of the situation, guide the flying night demon to pinpoint the crux of the problem, and accelerate the speed at which it absorbed the earth-sha energy, making its recovery faster.

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Just do it.

Qin Sang looked around, waved his hand to set up a circle of restrictions, then provoked the flying night demon's soul mark within its body, brutally seizing control.

Within the dantian, the shidan rotates at an extremely slow speed, almost to a standstill.

Countless sinister energies surround the corpse pill, but they can only seep into the cracks of the corpse pill at an extremely slow rate. Its recovery speed is self-evident.

At this point, under Qin Sang's will, he risked the shattering of the Corpse Pill Powder and forcefully drove the Corpse Pill, slowly turning it.

As one hair is moved, the whole body moves. The murderous energy in the dantian also vibrated incessantly.

Qin Sang's expression was solemn, even more serious than when he was facing himself. He was afraid that if he were careless for a moment, Dan would be reduced to pieces and die.

To Qin Sang's surprise, the healing process went more smoothly than he had anticipated.

Qin Sang carefully guided a wisp of earth-sha spirit energy, slowly introducing it. Perhaps because it had been nurtured for several years, the corpse pill's reaction was quite stable during this process.

Three days later, Qin Sang withdrew his divine sense, with a hint of fatigue in his eyes.

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Although he was only assisting, his divine sense consumption wasn't small. Fortunately, the effect was good.

With a wave of his hand, the flying demon turned and jumped into the hellish energy. He only needed to come here every few days to help the flying demon correct it, so he didn't have to stay here all the time.

"Looking at it this way, it's estimated that in about three months, the injury will recover most of the way. At that time, I can use the Sha Yin Magnetic Bottle to fill it with the Qi of Earthly Calamity and go back to Xuan Kui Guan to completely cure it. There is still over a year before the Purple Micro Palace opens. I don't know what might happen before then. It's best to take the ancient transmission array early and go there..."

Qin Sang pondered these thoughts, then rose to his feet. He quietly left the sunken cave.

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On the way back from Mount Shaohua, Qin Sang also went for a walk around the market stalls near the mountain gate to check out the latest developments.

Although Xiao Han Yu and Tian Xing Meng haven't withdrawn their troops from the Chaos Water Domain yet, they haven't engaged in any major battles for over two months. Now the atmosphere in Xiao Han Yu is much more relaxed and has almost returned to what it was before the war began.

Several major markets have begun to open as usual. Those cultivators who had been hiding somewhere finally felt safe and boldly came out to move about, creating a thriving scene.

Qin Sang ran to several trade guilds and bought goods extensively.

Although Qiapao Dao Ren was a destitute wretch, even a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. After unlocking the restrictions within the iron ring finger, Qin Sang now possessed a considerable fortune from Qiapao Dao Ren's inheritance. Besides an ample supply of superior healing pills, he had also purchased various spiritual herbs and magical artifacts capable of handling all sorts of situations.

Of course, those four high-grade spirit stones definitely can't be moved.

The space inside the iron wrench is large enough and won't be filled.

After a whole day of effort and placing several deposits, Qin Sang finally flew towards Shaohua Mountain with satisfaction.

The Sword Gate Pass is wide open.

In the mountains, peach blossoms were as colorful as brocade, and the forest was a sea of vibrant hues. A number of young female disciples frolicked among the flowers in the woods. This scene reminded Qin Sang of when he first entered the sect.

The scenery remains as beautiful as ever, but many old friends are no longer here.

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Wen, the elder brother, has given up on forming a golden elixir and his lifespan is nearing its end. He has gone home to retire in peace.

Zhuang Yan was busy cultivating with his Dao partner.

Qi Shidi is in seclusion and does not see guests.

Several other old friends are probably not at the door either.

Qin Sang thought about it, but couldn't think of anyone to see. He shook his head and flew alone back to the cave dwelling that Zhuang Yan had lent him.

There are rules within Shaohua Mountain's sect. After a disciple forms their golden core, they can change their jade tablet like they did when they built their foundation. This includes changes to their status, spirit stones, and other benefits; needless to say.

What's even more touching is that not only would the sect hold a Golden Core Ceremony for him, but they could also randomly choose a location and have the sect fund the construction of an extremely luxurious cave abode, both inside and outside the mountain gate.

Of course, the responsibility that should be taken cannot be shirked.

Qin Sang didn't care about fame and fortune, nor did he care about grand ceremonies, but he was very interested in the cave dwelling.

His spirit spring cave abode, although rich in spiritual energy, was insignificant compared to a genuine Golden Core cave.

However, Qin Sang was also unsure whether he could gain recognition from his sect with only the outer elixir.

It didn't take long, so he might as well wait until after he returned from the Ziwei Palace and formed a true golden elixir before telling his sect.

It's best not to let others know that you had an outer dan while in the false dan realm.

Qin Sang made up his mind to go out in disguise at night.

Entering the cave dwelling, Qin Sangxiu's cultivation had already reached its peak and he no longer needed to worry about forming his Golden Core. Finally, he could focus on other aspects instead of cultivating with a sense of urgency.

Cultivation of immortals encompasses countless arts and techniques. One must strive to understand as many as possible.

Ultimately, Qin Sang chose two aspects as the main focus.

One is the spirit array, the path of prohibition.

The two are actually interconnected. Qin Sang has a certain understanding of the Dao of Forbidden Arts, and he also obtained an ancient formation scripture from the disciple of Yuan Shen Men, mutually illuminating and deepening his comprehension through their reflection.

The second is the Way of Beastmaster.

Having obtained the Golden Core insights of the Yuling Sect from an old man's relics, Qin Sang had often glanced through them while cultivating Blood-Winged Ghosthead Bees but hadn't delved into them deeply. Now, he could finally take a closer look and explore them thoroughly.

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After forming his core, his cultivation speed was no longer a drag. Choosing one or more outer paths to strengthen his own power was also appropriate.

After that, Qin Sang's life was always very regular.

He would go to the sunken cave every few days, and otherwise stay in his hermitage, rarely contacting others.

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