I Shall Seal the Heavens - chapter-97
Before Meng Hao could even make a move, the dark bluish-green Spirit
Snake was already about thirty meters away from him. Suddenly, it stopped
in mid-air and let out a shrill shriek, as if it could sense something
terrible on Meng Hao’s person. It began to tremble, then shot backward
in retreat, not daring to come even a bit closer.
Suddenly, a three-colored mist emerged from the top of Meng Hao’s head.
It transformed into a demonic face with an enigmatic expression of both
weeping and laughter. It spun around Meng Hao’s head, then let out an
intangible shriek which shot toward the Spirit Snake.
The Spirit Snake let out a miserable cry when the intangible shriek
slammed into it. Its body instantly began to rot. It transformed into a
coagulation of blood which then splashed to the ground. Upon seeing this,
the old man’s expression changed. The two other Cultivators gasped,
looks of astonishment on their faces.
Meng Hao also looked on in astonishment, his heart thumping.
The three-colored mist was the poison in his body; it had flared up twice
in the past half year, but this was the first time it had taken on a
magical form and emerged from his body of its own volition. The poison
was clearly incredibly mysterious; it could sense other poisons and
wouldn’t permit them near, as if this host belonged to it alone.
Over the past months, Meng Hao had come to be convinced that during the
previous two outbreaks of poison, the other two poisons from the three
great Sects had been completely expelled.
It seemed they were not as powerful as the three-colored poison, and had
been forced out of his body by it. Seeing the death of the Spirit Snake
enabled Meng Hao to finally understand how powerful Lord Revelation’s
three-colored poison really was.
Of course, the three people he faced didn’t know anything about that.
They looked down at Meng Hao, fear written on their faces. The Cultivator
who had just lost his Spirit Snake shot backward at high speed, blood
seeping out of his mouth. He looked at Meng Hao with astonished fear.
“So, the Fellow Daoist also practices Poison Cultivation….” The old
man on the toad, who was at the ninth level of Qi Condensation, stood and
saluted Meng Hao respectfully. “Since that is the case, please feel
free to stay here. But, there is something strange about this valley. It
has thick spiritual energy, and every full moon, the mist erupts and
fills the entire valley.” His eyes flashed as he spoke.
“Thanks for the warning,” said Meng Hao, his face expressionless. His
body flickered, and he entered the Immortal’s Cave. A large stone he
had carved out fell in place to seal the cave shut.
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Outside, everything was quiet. The toad geezer’s eyes flashed as he
looked at the other two men. They were all silent for a moment. Then,
they patted their respective Spirit beasts and flew off toward another of
the valleys. There, four more Cultivators were gathered.
All of them were at the eighth level of Qi Condensation and wore long
gowns of interlaced green and blue. They sat on an enormous black
boulder, which pulsed with a dim light. When the light appeared, the
boulder seemed to become somewhat transparent. Inside could be glimpsed
the skeleton of a two-headed bird.
When the toad geezer and the others arrived, the four men opened their
“That outsider is a Poison Cultivator,” said the man who had lost the
Spirit Snake, his voice filled with hatred. Venomous rage radiated from
his eyes. “I’m not sure how much he saw, but he refused to leave.”
“This complicates things…” said one of the four men sitting
cross-legged, frowning. He was a pale-faced middle-aged man. “What is
the level of his Cultivation base?”
“The peak of the ninth level of Qi Condensation!” said the toad
geezer calmly. He wasn’t mistaken: although Meng Hao could easily pass
into the thirteenth level of Qi Condensation, when he did, he was cut off
from heaven and earth. Therefore, he usually remained at the peak of the
“His Cultivation base is very refined, but if we attack together,
he’ll be dead for sure,” said the Cultivator who had lost his Spirit
Snake. “If we let him stay here, he’ll figure out what’s going on.
He might not have any suspicions now, but the next full moon is in half a
month. When it comes time to pull out the red rope, he’ll definitely
know what’s happening. He’s a Poison Cultivator, how could he not be
interested? I say, let’s attack together and exterminate him.”
Some of the others seemed to hesitate. After all, Meng Hao was at the
peak of the ninth level. At the moment, only the toad geezer was strong
enough to stand up to him. None of the others were powerful enough. If
they all fought together, they might be able to win, but some of them
would most likely die. Hesitating, they looked at the toad geezer.
“We don’t need to do anything. I told him that strange things happen
in the valley on the full moon. Most likely he will go to see for
himself. We won’t need to attack. The miasma that accompanies the red
rope will kill him. If he doesn’t come out… well, the miasma covers
everything anyway. Either way, he’s dead! Our ancestral Spirit Mountain
Three Villages cannot be looked upon by outsiders. Any who do so… must
die.” His eyes gleamed as he spoke. The other six people nodded their
Meanwhile, Meng Hao sat down cross-legged in the Immortal’s cave. The
dense spiritual energy surrounding him caused his Cultivation base to
thrum. As he began doing breathing exercises, his boundless Core sea
seemed to begin to consolidate.
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He breathed deeply, lifting his head and looking at the large stone which
he’d used to seal the Immortal’s Cave. His eyes flashed, and the two
wooden swords appeared, hovering at his side. He lifted his right hand
and waved it in the air. A talisman appeared, floating in front of him.
He sent it to hang on the large rock.
This talisman had been acquired from Wang Tengfei. He wasn’t sure how
powerful it was, and had never used it. But considering that he’d taken
it from Wang Tengfei, it couldn’t be a common item.
“It seems these people have some secrets they don’t want outsiders to
know about. If they leave me alone, then I’ll leave them alone. But if
they disturb my Cultivation….” Meng Hao’s eyes gleamed. His
expression was calm as he pulled Shangguan Xiu’s turtle shell out of
his bag of holding, the one that contained the details about the Perfect
Foundation. He looked at it, frowning.
“To concoct a Perfect Foundation Pill, I need a pill furnace,”
murmured Meng Hao to himself. “I got that from Shangguan Xiu. But it
also requires a bit of skill in alchemy. Without such skill, the chances
of a misstep are much higher. These medicinal plants are extremely
valuable. If I made a mistake, I could duplicate more plants, but the
cost would be exorbitant.” He had no skill in alchemy, which was
After some time passed, Meng Hao pulled out the various plants required
to make the minor pills which were part of the ingredient list. Then he
produced the copper mirror and began to duplicate some of them. A few
hours later, he had spent a huge amount of Spirit Stones. Despite having
a mountain of Spirit Stones, if he kept going at this pace, he would once
again be destitute.
“These are just minor pills…. Concocting the Perfect Foundation Pill
has two major steps. The first step is to concoct seven different minor
pills, each of which has a unique function. The second step is to take
those seven pills and melt them together to concoct the Perfect
Foundation Pill. If I’m missing even one minor pill, I have no way to
succeed! Of the seven minor pills, Shangguan Xiu had concocted two. Now
five remain…. I’ve never concocted pills before, what happens if I
have to try dozens of times to succeed? If that happens, then I
definitely won’t have enough Spirit Stones. That could even affect my
ability to reach Foundation Establishment. Alchemy… If I can develop
enough skill in alchemy, then I shouldn’t have any problems.” Meng
Hao frowned as he studied some basic Milky Way City alchemy techniques.
Unfortunately, trying to teach yourself such techniques is not easy, and
can take a very long time. Furthermore, some of the techniques were not
common. Many master alchemists had secret techniques that weren’t told
to outsiders. Such techniques were often closely guarded Sect secrets.
“The best method would be to concoct the Perfect Foundation Pill first,
then establish the Foundation. In that way, there would be no need for
haste in concocting the pill. That was the route taken by Shangguan Xiu.
But…” His eyes glittered. “That method seems suitable, but if I
don’t reach Foundation Establishment, I would have to face too many
dangers. That is why Shangguan Xiu ended up dying. Otherwise, I would
never have been able to kill him. Therefore this method… cannot be
used!” He was silent for a moment, and then his eyes filled with
“Regardless of anything, I must first reach Foundation Establishment.
If I can concoct the Perfect Foundation Pill later, then it won’t be
too late. The Perfect Foundation Pill can repair the cracks in the Dao
Pillars made by the Heavens. Therefore… a Flawless Foundation is
fine!” Meng Hao gritted his teeth. Despite his intense desire to
concoct the Perfect Foundation pill, it was not practical to do so right
“I can only enter the Southern Domain if I have first reached
Foundation Establishment. Then I can figure out a way to dispel this
poison. As a Qi Condensation Cultivator, that is virtually impossible.”
Having made up his mind, he didn’t waste any more time thinking. He put
away the turtle shell and the medicinal plants, then pulled out a
Foundation Establishment Pill and began to duplicate it.
He was of the great circle of Qi Condensation, and was feeling very
confident in his ability to break through to Foundation Establishment.
However, to play it safe, he decided to use the power of the Foundation
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Looking down at the five Foundation Establishment Pills in front of him,
he took a breath and slapped his bag of holding. A small flag flew out.
Lightning curled around it as it flew through the air. Meng Hao flickered
some incantation gestures, and the flag stabbed into the ground without
any assistance from Meng Hao’s Cultivation base. It sucked in some of
the surrounding spiritual energy, then transformed into a fog which
enveloped the Immortal’s Cave. It spread out thirty meters in all
directions, surrounding Meng Hao.
“After consuming a Foundation Establishment Pill, my body will turn
stiff and I won’t be able to move.” He eyed the mist created by the
little flag. “With the Lightning Flag here, though, I will be
protected. No one will be able to disturb me. Considering the current
level of my Cultivation base, the paralysis will be relatively short in
Of the treasures he had acquired from Patriarch Reliance, the Demon
Sealing Jade was the most mysterious. But his favorite, other than the
mountain of Spirit Stones, was this little flag. As for the good luck
charm, he still hadn’t been able to figure out anything about it. He
would study it further after he reached Foundation Establishment.
Taking a deep breath, he picked up a pill and put it into his mouth. It
dissolved instantly, and boundless spiritual energy shook his body. He
trembled. It was not his first time consuming a Foundation Establishment
Pill. But every time he did, he felt as if he was a tiny boat floating
amidst massive, crashing waves. A roaring sound filled his head. He
continued to rotate his Cultivation base.
Boundless spiritual energy flowed through Meng Hao, pouring into his Core
sea, causing it to roar and churn. The Demonic Core within him suddenly
seemed as if it were about to turn into a Dao Pillar.
Once the Dao Pillar appeared, Meng Hao would have broken through from Qi
Condensation and crossed the threshold into the true realm of
Cultivation… Foundation Establishment.
Once in the Foundation Establishment stage, he would never again be
mortal. He would truly be upon the path of Cultivation, and would never
again be a part of the mortal world. To fall back would indicate that he
didn’t deserve to exist in the Cultivation world!
He would be a boat sailing against the current.
It can be summed up by the phrase, “Move forward, or you’ll fall