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Chapter 928

Heaven-Defying Destiny Pill

Helian Kong’s three inventions were lined up together just as everyone else’s were. According to the descriptions below the pills, Windrider pill was invented in year 61,103. Destiny skeleton sovereign pill was invented in the year 61,111. The rank eight pill, heaven-defying destiny pill, which granted the consumer an energy that could absorb a target’s cultivation aptitude, was created in the year 61,134.

“Watch!” The three pills under the daoist name Daoist Wenge broke out of their bubbles to fly to Helian Kong without him doing anything. Upon touching them with his finger, they shone red energy onto his fingertip as they orbited around his finger. “Anything else you want to say, ignorant brats?!”

Mu Yu explained, “You can think of his resurrection like this: Third Heaven Palace refined souls into a magical item just as Ghost Gate do. Coincidentally, killing Qian Shange released Elder Helian Kong from their grasp.”

“Who wrote these damn descriptions? Why the hell is my amazing heaven-defying destiny pill classified as a forbidden pill?”

“Elder, your pill is diabolic!” Mu Yu blurted. “Imagine how every cultivator who doesn’t plateau would feel if they were constantly paranoid about someone with no aptitude for cultivation might use it to steal their aptitude. I wouldn’t even dare to sleep if it was me!”

“I only intended it to be used in combat to steal the opponent’s spiritual energy. That way, you win without fighting. I only found out about the ability to steal aptitude afterwards. The latter effect was unintentional.”

Mu Yu questioned, “Did you test it out on anyone and end up stealing their…”

Alchemists usually tested their creations on themselves. When it came to the likes of heavenly-defying destiny pill, anyone would try it on someone else.

“It’s a long story. When I first completed it, my disciple, Helian Tai, offered to be my disciple as I told him it’d only drain his spiritual energy, leaving him bedridden for a day or two. After I consumed it, I didn’t just take all of his cultivation but also one of his gifts…”

“What gift?”

“His comprehension of alchemy?”

“Intellect?”

“Photographic memory?”

“It was… his singing talent…” Helian Kong apologetically smiled.

“S-singing talent?”

“Hehe, I was better than my disciple at everything but singing. He usually sung to cheer me up or hummed while helping me out. I would’ve put a sock in his mouth if he wasn’t so good. After testing the pill on him, I noticed I, too, developed a love for singing. When I hummed to myself, I fell in love with my own voice…”

“You serious, Old Man? I reckon I’m a great singer myself. Want to compete?” effused Xiaoshuai.

“Elder, are you sure you are good, or is it just unfounded confidence?” Mu Yu asked.

“You want to bet? I still have the talent. I’ll sing a song right now.”

“Pass, pass, pass,” Mu Yu reeled off, not that it stopped Helian Kong breaking into song about his love.

Daoists Yuan Hua and Yun Dan did not know how to react. Mu Yu stopped his attempt to cover his ears upon finding out Helian Kong was actually quite good.

“Xiaoshuai, you know I love you…” Of course, Xiaoshuai was not going to pass up a chance, singing along with his own version despite not sounding as nice.

“What do you think?” asked Helian Kong.

“Half as good as me!” Xiaoshuai clapped.

Mu Yu opined, “I’m more concerned about your disciple.”

“He lost his Body Severing Realm cultivation and was bed ridden for a month. His singing was always off pitch, and I warned him not to sing, or I’d slap him.”

“How can you do that to the poor guy?”

“What else could I have done? You don’t expect me to put up with screeching day and night, do you? I found a way to recover his cultivation and even guided him to sixth tier.”

“Is that why you added the ‘song’ character to your daoist name?”

“Yep!”

“Your disciple was Helian Tai? I believe I have heard the name before…” Daoist Yun Dan verbalised.

Daoist Yuan Hua clarified, “Elder Helian Tai wasn’t a sixth tier alchemist. He went on to become a seventh tier alchemist. His daoist name was Daoist Jiuyan.”

“I think I’ve heard the name somewhere,” Mu Yu expressed.

“Right there, Mu Yu.” Daoist Yun Dan pointed to an empty bubble in the distance – rank seven pill, origin restoration pill.

Origin restoration pill was the very pill Ku Mu consumed to heal his injuries, end his stuttering and restore his youth.

Mu Yu remarked, “Don’t tell me he came up with it to recover his singing gift. Damn, I remember how angry he sounded in the description he wrote when I came across its incomplete form.”

“Probably…?” answered Daoist Yun Dan, feeling awkward.

This shifu and disciple duo are real pieces of work, Mu Yu thought to himself.

“My disciple became a seventh tier alchemist? Not too shabby. I’m pleased. I was worried he’d be bullied when I left. Well done.”

Mu Yu palmed his face, thinking, Should I be grateful his blunder led to Elder Helian Tai inventing the pill that saved Dad? I feel I’m losing respect for him by the word.

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