Yellow Court Daoist-Chapter 265 - 248: The 13th World: Black Star Realm!

"Not enough elixirs."

"The quality is too poor."

Lu Qingfeng frowned and shook his head continuously.

On Feiyun Island, there were a total of four alchemists at the entry-level stage, each with fifty Alchemy Apprentices under their command.

Calculating based on twelve pills per successful batch, these elixirs amounted to only 3,970 batches. Averaged among the four major Alchemy Rooms over these past three months, each alchemist at the entry-level stage with fifty alchemy apprentices only managed to refine an average of ten batches of finished products per day.

The efficiency was too slow.

But these people could not possibly reach the efficiency and success rate Lu Qingfeng once had, refining ten or even more than ten batches of elixirs daily.

Having this level of efficiency and success rate was already commendable.

Upon further thought, Lu Qingfeng knew he couldn't rush.

Seeing Lu Qingfeng shake his head, Wang Hui hesitated for a moment before saying, "The island only has seven days' worth of medicinal materials left, and the supply of Red Fire Coal is also running low."

The use of True Fire for alchemy is not sustainable.

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Inscribing a Spirit Fire Array consumes a vast amount of nature's spiritual energy, and there are limits to its efficiency.

Red Fire Coal is the best fuel for refining elixirs.

Despite the Xuanyuan Sect controlling many Red Fire Coal mines outside, it still wasn't enough to support the entire consumption of the Combined Pill Hall, requiring external purchases.

Thus, the share allocated to Feiyun Island was far from sufficient.

Not to mention medicinal materials.

Failing the three-year assessment but managing to support operations for three months was already quite an accomplishment.

"This matter is simple."

Lu Qingfeng waved his sleeve, sweeping up the three to four thousand bottles of Yellow Dragon Pills on the ground into his storage bag.

He asked Wang Hui to step down, then headed to Luo Zhen Hall himself.

The Xuanyuan Sect's various halls, except for the Artifact Refining, Combined Pill, and Spirit Device Halls, are all located on the Sect Master's Xuanyuan Peak. Lu Qingfeng went straight to Xuanyuan Peak.

"Elder Feng."

Inside the side hall, Lu Qingfeng greeted Feng Ping with a bow.

"Qingfeng."

Feng Ping looked at Lu Qingfeng, his eyes revealing some surprise, "I've already sent a deacon to deliver those materials to you, why have you come in person today?"

Through Feng Ping, Lu Qingfeng had been collecting various Artifact Refining and Alchemy materials.

These materials were handled by a dedicated deacon, and Lu Qingfeng could stay on Feiyun Island. More than three months had passed, and he had not left Feiyun Island, which surprised Feng Ping.

"Thank you for the materials, Elder, but my visit is for another matter."

Lu Qingfeng looked at Feng Ping, waved his sleeve, and three thousand and nine hundred jade bottles fell out from his storage bag.

"This is—"

Feng Ping looked at Lu Qingfeng, having a guess in his mind.

"These are Yellow Dragon Pills."

"The efficacy is comparable to Intermediate Elixirs."

Lu Qingfeng reached out, brought over four bottles, opened them one by one, and said, "Even the worst quality is thirty percent stronger than low-level elixirs. The high-quality ones are indistinguishable in efficacy from Intermediate Elixirs."

Feng Ping took the Yellow Dragon Pills, carefully examined them in his hand, sniffed them, and got a general understanding of their power.

"The market for Intermediate Elixirs has always been big, but if you sell all these elixirs, how will you pass the year-end assessment?" Feng Ping asked after inspecting all four quality levels of Yellow Dragon Pills.

Lu Qingfeng, in charge of Feiyun Island, had to submit a corresponding quality and quantity of elixirs at the year's end.

Selling more than 40,000 Intermediate Elixirs would certainly fail the assessment.

Feng Ping couldn't help but remind him.

"Elder, rest assured, the assessment will not be delayed. However, I would like to sell these elixirs to various markets at a price twenty percent lower than the market rate, then convert them back into medicinal materials and Red Fire Coal at market price."

"Is that possible?"

The cost of producing Yellow Dragon Pills was extremely low, similar to low-level elixirs. Even at twenty percent below the market price for Intermediate Elixirs, there would be substantial profit, enough to support his ideas for managing Feiyun Island.

"That's certainly possible."

"However, by doing this, Feiyun Island's supply of medicinal materials and Red Fire Coal will increasingly deplete. If you wish to cultivate alchemists in this way, the initial investment won't be small, and the eventual returns may not satisfy you."

Feng Ping, guessing Lu Qingfeng's intentions, couldn't help but remind him.

"Elder's words are indeed true, but I have my methods."

Lu Qingfeng said with an air of mystery.

Seeing this, Feng Ping did not continue to advise.

So, after counting the elixirs, Feng Ping agreed, and in a few days, he would transport the medicinal materials and Red Fire Coal to Feiyun Island.

However, all the Intermediate Elixirs that Lu Qingfeng sold were exchanged for Low-level medicinal materials, which struck Feng Ping as peculiar.

"Over 40,000 Yellow Dragon Pills, in exchange for enough medicinal materials which far exceeded what Feiyun Island had consumed over these three months."

"Running at a loss?"

Not a chance.

Lu Qingfeng's mouth curved slightly.

To fight and nurture through battle, in time, not only shall we nurture a troop of Alchemists proficient in their myriad skills, a bounty of profits will be reaped, fostering even higher echelons of Alchemy Apprentices and Alchemists. The Yellow Dragon Pill is but a beginning.

Seizing rare moments of leisure, Lu Qingfeng took care of mundane matters concerning the Yellow Dragon Pills and Feiyun Island, then visited Qingyu on Gathering Immortal Island for a few days.

Peak Rain Mountain flourishes with Lu Qingfeng's financial backing, allowing Lu Qingyu the extravagance of purchasing Blue Gold Pure Liquid from Feather Immortal Pavilion.

The Iron Fire Ants are still en route.

With the materials for refining the Mist Banner still incomplete, Lu Qingfeng has no immediate plans to return to Juyun Mountain Range.

He harbors a plan in his heart, merely awaiting the commencement of this life before seeking a locale to proceed.

Time slips away.

Two months spent in cultivation, alchemy, and artifact refining pass in a blink.

Before long.

The thirteenth life begins.

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[Realm Name: Black Star Realm]

[Introduction: The ancients dubbed 'universe' as 'space' and 'time'. In ancient times, the Demon Dao was rampant, besmirching an entire realm. The Buddhist Nuojuluo Venerable and Yang Sen from the Palace of the Polestar's Four Great Marshals discussed the Tao here, elevating both Buddhist and Daoist teachings, passing down the heritage of the Great Leiyin Temple and the Nine Dragon Island lineage of the Shangqing Jie Sect.

Henceforth, Buddhism and Daoism thrived while the Demon Dao receded.

A millennium later, as Immortal and Buddhist influences waned, Demon Dao rose anew. The three paths of Buddhism, Daoism, and Demon Dao vied fiercely, ultimately shattering the realm, twisting the earth into stars, and giving rise to a cosmic space. Ever since, spiritual energy has dissipated almost entirely—eight or nine parts out of ten. Within the starry sky, spiritual energy is scarce, only persisting atop the stars. Ancient cultivators either ascended or departed, leading to the decline of the Black Star Realm. After innumerable years, the Black Star Realm has been engulfing chaotic voids, its vastness unbounded. Atop the stars, Immortal Sects and Great Sects emerged, venturing beyond their celestial bodies, colliding and merging. Buddhism, Daoism, and Demon Dao once again rise side by side, battling in the cosmic expanse.]

"A cosmic universe!"

Lu Qingfeng's eyebrows perk up as he gazes skyward, observing stars scattered across the night, different from the stellar sights of Three Mountains and Nine Waters or the Bingling Realm and Five Directions Realm.

One represents the Lower Realm's cosmic space.

The other, the Primordial Outer Star Sky.

The former possesses ordinary stars, while the latter is adorned with countless celestial bodies, each overseen by Star Lords and Immortal Gods, occupying lofty positions.

Yet, this Black Star Realm's origins are not to be overlooked either.

Buddhism and Daoism rise in tandem, with the Demon Dao unfazed.

Setting the Demon Dao aside for the moment, those who carved out Buddhist and Daoist legacies within the Black Star Realm bear resounding reputations.

The former, the Nuojuluo Venerable, is counted among the renowned Eighteen Arhats of the Buddhist Sect, revered as the Sitting Arhat, known for his great strength.

The latter, Yang Sen from the Palace of the Polestar's Four Saints and Grand Marshals, was a Third Generation Disciple of the Jie Sect, alongside Wang Mo, Gao Youqian, and Li Xingba—celebrated as the Nine Dragon Island Four Saints, formidable figures all.

The teachings they left trace back to extraordinary origins.

"Buddhism."

In his past twelve lives through several realms, Lu Qingfeng had only encountered the Daoist and Witch Demon Dao Tong.

This was his first encounter with a Buddhist Great Power, and he was quite expectant of the Buddhist Great Methods and the Divine Skills of Buddhist cultivators.

"I shall witness these wonders for myself."

Mentally resolved, Lu Qingfeng prompts the system notice—

[Player discovers new world—'Black Star Realm', awarded Experience Value: 30000]

Undoubtedly, another pioneering venture.

Lu Qingfeng stands amidst abandoned lands, casting his gaze around only to see iron and rust, the scent of oxidation assailing his nostrils, prompting a frown.

[Name: Lu Qingfeng]

[Life Span: 16/68]

[Root Bone: 1]

"Root Bone—"

Lu Qingfeng shakes his head.

In the game, with each reincarnation, one's Root Bone is determined by reality. Having not yet undergone the Golden Silkworm Fate Changing in reality, the Root Bone remains unchanged after a reboot in the game.

It's a pity that the Golden Silkworm Destiny Reversal Technique no longer exists in this world and can no longer be utilized.

If he wishes to improve his Root Bone, alternate methods must be sought.

"I knew all along, striving to elevate one's Root Bone within the game is an utterly futile and wasteful exertion."

With a scoff, Lu Qingfeng selects a direction and strides ahead.

As he moves.

Lu Qingfeng's aura climbs steadily, his cultivation briefly soaring to the third layer of the Fetal Breathing Realm.

Suddenly.

Lu Qingfeng feels an ominous premonition, as if a great terror is about to strike. He looks upward to the night sky, where an unknown entity obstructs the moonlight, with a colossal shadow engulfing Lu Qingfeng.

Woosh, woosh!

Lu Qingfeng's ears tremble with noise from above, and as he scans the surrounding metallic waste, his complexion shifts.

"Mountain and Earth Breaking Skill!"

With Inner Breath coursing through him, Lu Qingfeng stomps fiercely on the ground. The earth seems to split, swallowing him whole, and swiftly closes behind him, leaving no trace of his presence.

In an instant.

Boom, boom, boom!

Like mountains collapsing, like earth splitting and sky crashing, the land for miles around shakes violently. The clangor of metal striking stone rings incessantly, the land dips dozens of feet deep.

Nearby, rivers churn wildly, water shooting dozens of feet into the air, alongside substantial amounts of soil and metal plummeting into the river. Fortunately, the river is broad and the current strong, the soil and metal immediately swept downstream, leaving the flow unobstructed.

Within the rushing waters.

Lu Qingfeng emerges, disheveled and distressed.

"Ha!"

He spits out a mouthful of blood, his complexion even paler.

Too many objects fell from the sky, and despite burrowing into the earth, the profound mystery of his arts, and the earth's barrier, Lu Qingfeng still felt pressure equivalent to a mountain's weight. Luckily, his swift movement into the river depths preserved his life.

Otherwise, fresh from the Rebirth Pool, he might have met a swift end there.

"So be it."

"First, I'll recover here for a time, then expend the Experience Value."

His injuries, though not grave, are significant enough. With his current low level of cultivation and lack of Spirit Pills and elixirs, it seems best to focus on healing.

...