Grace Anderson
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Half an hour or two incense sticks worth of time had passed. And in that time, I was mentally prepared for the upcoming event. A group of alchemists donning similar robes stood at the front of the participants. They were five of them, four old-looking men and an elderly woman that all looked wise and calm. The five of them approached us and one of them moved ahead of the rest and coughed. That single cough was so loud and yet at the same time felt natural. And was enough to quiet mutters of the…
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"Nothing to worry about," Meng Hao said and tried to wrench his hand free. "Stop!" I called, and immediately all of the arena had their attention focused on us, but I didn’t care. Seems like something big was happening behind me but I didn’t care, someone tried to hurt a friend of mine. Meng Hao gulped hard as he was looking not at me, but behind me but I didn’t care. A man came behind me and stood tall, I could even feel his shadow behind me. "What’s going on here?" asked the man.…
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The day of the competition arrived faster than I expected, not that they changed the time, but because I was immersed in trying out the new Cauldron to staggering satisfying results. The old cauldron I had worked perfectly for poison pills, but the Meteorite Steel cauldron was amazing in creating regular pills. Not even the Poison God ventured this venue, because, he was powerful and rich enough that he didn’t need to make his own Qi pills, not that he needed them, but there are some Spiritual Qi…
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"In about a couple weeks, I’ll get you an invitation to participate and come get you when the time for the competition is nigh," Zen Fei spoke in assurance. "Thank you, though I don’t expect I can make the cut I’ll try still," I replied. This is enough time for me to test a few tricks I’ve been thinking about. "No worries about making the cut, it’s a good experience you’ll get to use a lot of herbs that you won’t be paying for anyway," Zen Fei said. "Yeah, that will cut on my…
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First, one needs an adequate cauldron or furnace, this in front of me is a square cauldron with a cover. It’s made of Dragon Brass and can sustain great levels of heat. But there is a problem. *** The moment you use your Poison Qi on a cauldron, it can never be used to create a Spiritual Qi pill, it will only contaminate other pills with your poison and will destroy anything else that is created besides poison pills, but at the same time, the cauldron will be attuned to make powerful poison…
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I arrived at the imperial city soon after my departure, with the increase of my cultivation level, it took me less than half a day to return to the capital and I walked through the gates. The last thing I’d want is for people to take notice of me for once again breaking the no-flying rule. Once I arrived at the house gifted by Zei Fen, I walked inside and into the secluded room. I began by inspecting Xi Son’s pouch. There were tons of spiritual herbs in it, far more than I had, not to mention…
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Xi Son turned to see a massive beetle that was about to prey on him, it was probably the Queen, and it had been the only one that wasn’t lured by my pill, it waited for Xi Son to drop his guard to attack, but while it was attacking, it too had dropped its guard. Though I would have not been able to beat it in a frontal attack, this method was more than effective at spilling the Beetle Queen’s blood. The poison Qi seeped through the area and I pushed Xi Son aside so that he doesn’t get affected by…
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Xi Son’s current look wasn’t something to envy, he no longer had that haughty presence, and was more of a meek and docile kitten instead of the confident lion presence he gave earlier. Whatever he faced didn’t seem so intent on keeping Xi Son’s mental integrity in mind, that and probably the taste of his flesh. He had a few bite wounds on his arms that had yet to heal as a few cuts on his robes. He had fought on the last leg, and somehow managed to escape unharmed, though I’ll never be able to…
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I applied the same move set then dashed forward with blinding speed, only to have X firmly grab Creeping Demise and then almost instinctively reacting as he rapidly raised his other free arm and protectively placed a palm in front of the tip of Creeping demise where a powerful Qi explosion blew up in front of his open Palm. ’Hmm, you’re too damn fast." I cursed, but it was good, as X was a Soul Formation level puppet, if he didn’t actually fend this attack off I’ll think he was faulty not that…
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Hours upon hours, days even, or even months had gone by while I was fully immersed in a fugue state of enlightenment. It was so fascinating, to see all the variable applications of my spells and skills, and how I could improve upon them and apply them to do various things. Take the Poison Tiger Claw, for example, the Poison God had used Saint Qi to create rippling waves that were bigger than god damned planet to strike a creature that eats planets as side dishes. Now, the sheer size is almost impossible…
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