I Shall Seal the Heavens - chapter-902
The Grand Elder didn’t think he had underestimated Meng Hao, but in the
end… that is exactly what he had done.
To the Grand Elder, Meng Hao was simply a member of the Junior
generation. However intelligent he might be, he was still just a Junior.
He could never have imagined that Meng Hao had cultivated Time magic, and
that because of his unbridled persistence, would need only half a month
to sift through the vast clan histories and piece together random clues
into the truth!
The two Nirvana Fruits were exactly what Meng Hao had speculated; items
belonging to the first generation Patriarch that had been left behind as
precious treasures. However, one clan member after another had suddenly
died while trying to absorb them. Eventually, they became something like
30,000 years ago, the clan had clamped down on all information regarding
the two Nirvana Fruits, and they had been put into long-term storage in
the Ancestral Treasure Pavilion. Despite being objects from that first
generation Patriarch, they were completely useless.
Nowadays, it was possible that there were a few people in the clan who
knew that one of the Patriarchs had left Nirvana Fruits behind, but it
would be easier to find a phoenix feather or a qilin horn than to find
someone who remembered about those clan members suddenly dying.
Not even Meng Hao’s father would be aware of such a thing.
Were it not for Meng Hao’s suspicious nature, and his ability to use
his Time magic to determine the true age of the Nirvana Fruits, then even
if he did search through the clan histories, he would never have been
able to detect all of the random, inconspicuous clues that he had.
“Well then, what about MY Nirvana Fruits,” he thought. “Are they
still around… or not?” He looked down at the jade box, a complicated
expression on his face. As of now, Meng Hao realized that all of the
spectators who had looked on as the Grand Elder handed him the jade box
must have thought that the Nirvana Fruits really did belong to him.
Sometimes, if everyone believes something to be true, then the matter
basically becomes true, and cannot be changed.
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After a long moment of thought, Meng Hao looked down at the two Nirvana
Fruits, and his eyes began to glitter.
“In terms of value, these two Patriarch’s Nirvana Fruits are surely
priceless…. Based on all the clues I pieced together, those clan
members who suddenly died all ended up as desiccated corpses, as if their
life force had been sucked away.
“From the look of it, the Nirvana Fruits can’t be restored simply by
feeding them some Spirit Elixir as the Grand Elder suggested. Doing that
will probably only revive them temporarily. Absorbing them during that
period of brief restoration will most certainly lead to death.
“That’s because fundamentally, they are still dry and withered.
Unless…. I can truly and completely restore them. Perhaps… then I
actually could absorb them.
“Of course, there must have been clan members who came to that same
conclusion, and yet they also failed. Perhaps my line of thinking is just
as flawed as theirs…. In that case, perhaps it’s simply impossible to
gather enough Spirit Elixir to restore them completely!
“If that’s the case, then there are two possibilities. One is that
not even the Fang Clan… can afford the terrifying wastage of resources
that would be required to get enough medicinal plants. After all, the
supply of medicinal plants is not infinite. Perhaps it’s really
impossible to restore the Nirvana Fruits completely, even if you use
substitute ingredients in the Spirit Elixir.
“Even more likely than that possibility is the second possibility.
Perhaps these Nirvana Fruits were withered from the very moment they were
created.” Meng Hao’s eyes flickered for a moment, after which he
patted his bag of holding to produce the copper mirror.
“There’s always the chance that I really could restore the Nirvana
Fruits to a state of completeness!” Meng Hao was panting, and a strange
gleam could be seen in his eyes. Then he thought about his beloved spirit
stones, and he gritted his teeth in hesitation.
“There are plenty of Chosen in the Ninth Mountain and Sea, and in the
future, I should have plenty of chances to bleed them dry of spirit
stones. But if I could restore these two Patriarchs’ Nirvana Fruits,
then absorb them… then it would be the greatest good fortune I could
get here in the Fang Clan!
“Time to go to where they concoct pills around here!” As of this
moment, a gleam of determination could be seen in Meng Hao’s eyes.
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The next day at dawn, he walked out of his residence to find that Fang Xi
was nowhere to be seen.
In the end, Fang Xi felt that he had made great strides in his gift of
the tongue, and was ready to graduate to the next level. Therefore, he
had decided to test his debating abilities out on the masses.
The meat jelly and the parrot, claiming that it was time to test him out,
had gone along to supervise.
The courtyard was silent as Meng Hao transformed into a beam of light and
flew toward the direction of the clan’s Pill Concocting Quarter.
The Fang Clan was an enormous clan, so they naturally had their own Dao
of alchemy, and had set up their own Dao of Alchemy Division. Every
cultivator there was drawn from the Fang Clan itself, and no matter what
bloodline they came from, once they were inducted they belonged solely to
the Dao of Alchemy Division.
The clan’s Dao of Alchemy Division was set up outside the ancestral
mansion, in its own area. It was almost like a sect, with mountains
winding about in all directions, dotted with various pavilions and
buildings. Radiant light shone up into the air, and the place pulsed with
The Dao of Alchemy Division was made up of more than 100,000 alchemists,
ensuring that the aroma of medicinal pills would always waft about and
never disperse. It was always possible to see the colorful aura of
medicinal pills, which was beautiful beyond compare.
The Fang Clan’s Dao of Alchemy Division had a strict division of
ranking among alchemists. It was not like the Violet Fate Sect, which
simply divided the higher levels into Furnace Lords and Violet Furnace
Lords. In the Fang Clan, the alchemists were organized into nine tiers.
Tier 9 was the absolute peak, whereas tier 1 was the level for novices.
Underneath the alchemists were vast numbers of apprentice alchemists,
roughly 1,000,000 in total.
When practicing cultivation, medicinal pills were an absolute necessity.
That was even more true in the Immortal Realm, in which cultivators
cultivated boundless Immortal qi. There simply wasn’t enough Immortal
qi in the Ninth Mountain and Sea to support all of the cultivators, which
meant that they needed to rely on the assistance of the power of plants
and vegetation within medicinal pills to condense the vast amount of
Immortal qi that they needed.
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Because of that, alchemists occupied a very lofty position. Of course,
not every clan member was gifted in the Dao of alchemy; people with such
talent were not common. This was especially true of tier 6 alchemists,
who were quite rare. When it came to tier 9 alchemists, there was only
one in the entire Fang Clan, and he was referred to as Pill Elder.
For the most part, he only concocted pills for the clan Patriarchs who
were in secluded meditation for long periods of time.
From the moment Meng Hao flew out of the ancestral mansion, he could see
the mountains that made up the Fang Clan’s Dao of Alchemy Division. As
he neared, he could sense a terrifying spell formation that had been set
up to block the entrance to the mountains, so he produced his jade
identity plaque, whereupon the spell formation flickered. After
confirming Meng Hao’s identity, bright light spread out over him,
stimulating his blood flow. Finally, he was allowed to enter.
The aroma of medicinal pills washed over Meng Hao, and he felt enlivened.
It was a very familiar scent, and it instantly made him recall the Violet
Fate Sect. He took a deep breath, and immediately began to analyze what
different medicinal plants he could detect in the air, and how they had
been blended together.
When it came to the Dao of alchemy, even Pill Demon had to admit that
Meng Hao exceeded him. His pill concocting skill had reached a terrifying
Mountains could be seen in all directions, and Meng Hao could sense the
aura of numerous alchemists. There was also the heat of Earthly fire,
making the entire place quite hot. He could see alchemists moving about
to and fro among the mountains, although it was more common to see
apprentice alchemists in their unique jackets, flying back and forth in
beams of colorful light between the various regions that comprised the
Dao of Alchemy Division.
“I wonder what the alchemists here are like…?” thought Meng Hao,
his eyes gleaming with anticipation.
Clearly, the Grand Elder had made arrangements in advance, because as
soon as Meng Hao entered the Dao of Alchemy Division, a middle-aged man
flew toward him from a nearby mountain. He landed in front of Meng Hao
and then looked him over, sizing him up.
“You’re Fang Hao? The one with the 30,000 meter Bloodline
Gatebeam?” The man wore a long green robe, and his expression was one
of arrogance. The collar of his robe was embroidered with five golden
dragons, indicating that he was a tier 5 alchemist.
Meng Hao nodded.
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“I really don’t know what the Grand Elder was thinking,” said the
man, looking at Meng Hao a bit impatiently. “It doesn’t matter you
have a 30,000-meter Bloodline Gatebeam, this is the Dao of Alchemy
Division. If you want to study pill concocting, having a strong bloodline
won’t help you one bit.
“You need to be gifted in the Dao of alchemy to study pill concocting.
Can you concoct pills?”
This question caused Meng Hao to hesitate. The Dao of alchemy was vast
and limitless, so he wouldn’t dare to say that he thoroughly understood
“I understand something about it,” he responded.
“Something?” The man didn’t seem too pleased. He himself had been
immersed in the Dao of alchemy for many years, and the more he understood
about it, the more he realized how boundless it was. Even an entire
lifetime of hard work was not enough to grasp a tiny a corner of it. If
someone asked him how much he knew, he would never dare to say that he
knew ‘something.’ At most he would say that he understood ‘a bit.’
And yet this young man standing in front of him, a Chosen with a
30,000-meter Bloodline Gatebeam, actually dared to say that he understood
‘something’ about the Dao of alchemy. Obviously, he knew nothing!
“How many years did you spend formally studying pill concocting?” the
man asked coldly, his expression even more displeased than before.
Meng Hao hesitated for a moment and then said, “In terms of formal
studying, I guess a little more than a year….”
The man’s face darkened, and he impatiently threw a bag of holding
toward Meng Hao.
“Inside, you’ll find the formula for the Spirit Extract that the
Grand Elder wanted you to have, plus ten sets of medicinal plants.” The
man then waved his hand and sent a wooden placard in his direction.
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“Concocting Spirit Extract is much simpler than concocting pills. Just
follow the description in the formula and you’ll be able to concoct it
with no problem. If it’s too difficult for you, find an apprentice
alchemist to make it for you. If you want to study the Dao of alchemy,
you need to start by learning to identify medicinal plants. Take that
placard to Alchemy Lodge Peak #7191. Study there for about a hundred
years, then come back and find me.” With that, the man turned, took
about seven or eight steps, then stopped and looked back.
“Don’t forget,” he said, “the Dao of alchemy is vasty and mighty.
In the future, if someone asks you about it, don’t give such a wildly
arrogant answer. You think that after studying for a year you can know
‘something’ about the Dao of alchemy?!
“Furthermore, your 30,000-meter Bloodline Gatebeam doesn’t mean
anything here. Here, you’re not a Chosen, you’re just a regular clan
member. If you don’t have the natural talent, then there’s no need to
stick around here wasting the clan’s resources! Just go back to
wherever you came from!”
Having finished reprimanding Meng Hao, the man turned and transformed
into a beam of light that shot off into the distance.
Meng Hao smiled wryly. He felt that his answer had been quite
appropriate, but it had ended up irritating the man. Meng Hao scanned the
bag of holding with divine sense, then pulled out the formula. He looked
it over, and found that the Spirit Extract really was incredibly simple
to concoct. One didn’t need to be an alchemist to concoct it; even an
apprentice alchemist could do so.
However, the medicinal plant ingredients were quite expensive, including
some medicinal plants that were considered quite rare on Planet South
Heaven.. There were enough sets of ingredients to produce ten batches of
There was one plant that only had three leaves, and emitted Immortal qi.
“Three Immortals Leaf!” he thought, his eyes glittering. Seeing that
particular plant helped him understand exactly what resources were at the
disposal of the Fang Clan’s Dao of Alchemy division.
“If I can have access to plants like Three Immortals Leaf, that means
this Dao of Alchemy Division is like a Holy Land!” Meng Hao’s eyes
glittered, and his breathing sped up a bit. He actually wasn’t sure
exactly what level his Dao of alchemy had reached. After all, when it
came to many of the medicinal pills that were frequently used to gauge
the strength of someone’s Dao of alchemy, he had always lacked some of
the key ingredients, and had never had the chance to concoct them.
“Well, I might as well go see how strong my Dao of alchemy is in
comparison to the Fang Clan’s Dao of alchemy!” Clutching the wooden
placard in his hand, he followed the map toward Alchemy Lodge Peak #7191.