Fantasy: The Great Emperor Comes Back

Chapter 28

C28 – You Look so Proud

“How did you come to know about these pills?” Tang Nuolan inquired, her eyebrows arching with curiosity. Such pills were only accessible to the prestigious families within the Imperial Capital.

For a commoner like Mo Changyou, it would be unthinkable for him to ever encounter these pills in his lifetime. How could he possibly be aware of their origins?

“Do you really think these Grade Four Medicine Pills are that impressive? Their refinement process is exceedingly crude. It’s practically a waste of medicinal herbs to produce them,” Mo Changyou stated.

Tang Nuolan couldn’t help but sneer at his claim.

Was he just boasting? These pills were crafted by the esteemed Alchemist Mo Yingtian, a name well-known throughout the Imperial Capital. Her father had gone to great lengths and expense to have him refine these pills.

Could someone actually criticize Master Qian’s methods as being rough?

“And who might you be? These pills were refined by Master Mo Yingtian himself, a Grade Five Alchemist. Are you aware of that?” Tang Nuolan retorted with a hint of mockery. She then ingested four of the pills and began to tend to her recovery.

Clearly, she thought Mo Changyou was just full of hot air.

Master Mo Yingtian’s refinement techniques were considered among the best in the entire Imperial Capital.

Unperturbed by Tang Nuolan’s scorn, Mo Changyou simply shook his head.

How could these novice practitioners understand what truly matters in pill refinement? Is it the control of heat? The technique? In truth, neither is the key element. The ability to produce Pill Patterns is what’s crucial.

Refining pills in the Cultivation Realm is not the same as in the mortal world. In the Cultivation Realm, refining is about the Great Tao, and the Pill Patterns are the manifestations of the Great Tao’s pathways. Only pills that bear Pill Patterns can be deemed to have been refined with skill.

Naturally, individuals capable of consistently producing Pill Pattern grade pills are exceedingly rare throughout the Heavenly Martial Divine State, and this included Mo Changyou in his past life. He could effortlessly refine Pill Pattern grade pills.

“Believe it or not, your meridians are currently in a state of severe damage. Taking four pills at once will likely result in intense pain in your meridians within a hundred seconds due to the overwhelming medicinal power that your fractured meridians cannot withstand,” Mo Changyou explained calmly.

“I don’t believe you.” The moment Mo Changyou criticized Master Mo Yingtian’s pill-making technique as crude, Tang Nuolan pegged him as a braggart.

Upon ingesting the pill, a powerful surge of medicinal energy began to ascend within Tang Nuolan, eroding her meridians. The once-fractured channels in her body started to warm, and the potent medicinal force commenced the healing of her entire being.

“I knew he was just talking nonsense,” Tang Nuolan silently boasted to herself, feeling somewhat smug.

However, she quickly sensed that something was amiss—the powerful medicinal energy was growing uncontrollably.

Tang Nuolan coughed up blood, her body reeling as if struck by a severe blow. The medicinal energy within her meridians was rampantly ravaging her body, threatening to burst forth at any moment.

The medicinal force caused her immense discomfort, and her face contorted in agony.

“If you knew this would happen, why would you do it?” Mo Changyou asked, shaking his head slightly before swiftly removing her garments. He then pressed several of her acupoints with force, channeling the wild medicinal strength to its proper place. The energy dispersed, and the pain began to subside.

Now, Tang Nuolan lay bare before Mo Changyou, her cheeks flushed with redness.

Her meridians, having just been impacted by the medicine, rendered her immobile.

Recalling her earlier mockery of him, Tang Nuolan couldn’t help but feel a twinge of embarrassment.

“You need to mobilize all your Spirit Energy to help disperse the medicinal strength,” Mo Changyou instructed as he worked on her acupoints.

“How do you know the White Crane Scripture?” Tang Nuolan asked, bewildered. This was a Secret Art passed down through her family, unknown and unpracticed by outsiders.

“Don’t worry about how I know. Just follow my instructions,” Mo Changyou replied, well-versed in Tang Nuolan’s family’s techniques.

Indeed, Mo Changyou had taught the scripture to White. Even Tang Nuolan’s father’s understanding of the scripture likely paled in comparison to Mo Changyou’s.

Somehow, Tang Nuolan found herself trusting Mo Changyou’s words. She followed his guidance, circulating the White Crane Scripture, and sure enough, the pain in her body reduced significantly. She could even feel sensation returning to her limbs. At this rate, she would be on her feet in less than fifteen minutes.

Mo Changyou continued to guide her, simultaneously aiding Tang Nuolan in dispersing the effects of the medicine.

Unaffected by her pristine form, Mo Changyou was the only one who could maintain his composure.

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