Chapter 50

"Old Devil, you're too impulsive. That little girl Mei Jiangxue isn't wrong. Brother Bai's current condition isn't suitable for moving. Although I also find those girls from Seven Virtues annoying, we must still distinguish between what's important and what's not."

Leaving the inn, the Medicine Venerable sighed, his tone somewhat reproachful towards the Poison Venerable.

The Poison Venerable's face darkened as he glanced at the Medicine Venerable: "Do you really think I can't tell what's important? What I said about Brother Bai's injuries is true. However, I noticed a powerful true energy protecting his heart meridian. This energy is far more substantial than ours. I believe it was secretly transferred to Brother Bai by his master."

The Medicine Venerable stepped forward to check Bai Chen's pulse, his face immediately showing surprise, even shock: "This... This isn't true energy... It's true essence! Could Brother Bai's master be an unparalleled expert who can transform qi into essence?"

"Indeed, I was wondering who could teach such a disciple. It turns out to be such a figure. For us to become his disciples would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens." The Poison Venerable couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

"Even if that senior wasn't such an unparalleled expert, with Brother Bai's alchemy skills, what are our chances of winning?" The Medicine Venerable also gave a helpless laugh.

"If the competition involved refining high-grade elixirs, we might have a chance to win with our profound cultivation, but my face would be utterly disgraced. Besides, we've already made a promise. If we break our word, even if that senior finds out, he would expel us."

"Even if the competition involved high-grade elixirs, do you really think we have a chance to win? Who knows what tricks Brother Bai might have up his sleeve."

"Regardless, the most important thing now is to heal the young brother."

"Given that senior's abilities, he must have foreseen Brother Bai's character. This true essence not only protects his heart meridian but also guides his own true energy to heal his body. Such a feat is truly unheard of."

"Such a realm is beyond our reach. How can we understand it? But thanks to that senior's thoroughness, the young brother's life is no longer in danger."

"Let's not talk about that. First, let's take the young brother back to Dragon Tiger Sect."

...

For the girls of Seven Virtues, saving Lan Ruyue's life, despite some conflicts, still had a good outcome.

For the two Venerables, accidentally learning Bai Chen's alchemy techniques was a win-win situation.

But for Bai Chen, this was a huge loss!

"One million merit points, no negotiation. You have to pay, whether you like it or not."

Jiesha, like a loan shark, crossed his legs and looked at Bai Chen indifferently.

"You're robbing me! Do you know what robbery is?"

Bai Chen roared, his voice filled with anger. He had just accumulated a little over one million merit points, which required saving countless lives to earn.

Now, Jiesha was demanding all of it, leaving him back at square one.

Anyone would feel the same way. He had saved countless lives in Xizhou, only to earn a little over one million merit points.

And now, Jiesha was demanding one million for saving him once. Wasn't this robbery?

"Is my saving people the same as yours?" Jiesha said arrogantly. "I'm a deity, a Bodhisattva with a golden body! Even though it's just a divine thought, saving you without taking a million or so merit points wouldn't be worthy of my title."

Jiesha paused and added, "Don't complain. Next time, even if you have a million merit points, you won't be able to afford me. Heaven's will is clear. Next time, it will cost ten million merit points, and you won't be able to afford it even if you sell your kidneys."

Bai Chen felt like crying but couldn't. "If I ever ask you for help again, I'll be your grandson!"

This is one million merit points!

Bai Chen had planned to indulge himself, but now, before he could even enjoy it, Jiesha had taken it all!

This scoundrel!

"You're not happy, but I did leave you some change." Jiesha looked at Bai Chen with a smile, seemingly enjoying his distress.

Bai Chen's face was grim as he checked the remaining merit points after the forced transaction: 105,000.

At least he had some capital left, but for Bai Chen, it felt like a knife to his heart.

What a cruel cut!

"You're ruthless! I'll get you one day!"

"I doubt you'll have the chance." Jiesha was unconcerned, feeling extremely pleased after getting one million merit points. "By the way, I should remind you that because your merit points exceed one million, you now have access to the second floor."

"The second floor?" Bai Chen glanced at the open door of the second floor of the scripture hall, puzzled. "Didn't they say you need ten thousand merit points and a cultivation level of the innate realm to access it? I have enough merit points, but my cultivation is far from the innate realm."

"I forgot to mention this: if you accumulate merit points beyond the required level, you can access the floor below. For example, if you reach the fourth floor's requirement, you can access the third floor."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"You didn't ask."

"Tell me all the rules at once." Bai Chen glared at Jiesha.

"Each time you gain access to a new floor, you get one free draw."

"Another free draw?" Bai Chen's eyes lit up. His Hanging Pot Technique was obtained through a draw, and although it was of a low grade, its effects were so powerful that even Jiesha envied it.

This made him eagerly anticipate this draw. Jiesha added, "But I must warn you, the secret manual you draw this time will definitely be a mid-level or higher martial arts manual. With your current cultivation, you must not practice it recklessly, or you might suffer a mental breakdown."

Bai Chen was already lost in thoughts about the draw, completely ignoring Jiesha's warning.

"Go upstairs to draw. If you draw on this floor, you can only get a manual from this floor."

Bai Chen excitedly went to the second floor. Compared to the first floor, there were fewer books, but there were still over a dozen bookshelves filled with various scriptures and manuals.

However, they were all protected by a faint silver light, making it impossible for Bai Chen to approach.

Opening the built-in draw interface, the familiar scene appeared before his eyes.

Bai Chen clicked the draw confirmation without hesitation. Countless names of manuals and classics flashed before his eyes.

Occasionally, he could glimpse familiar names, but they quickly disappeared.

Bai Chen's heart raced with the spinning wheel.

After a few moments, which felt like an eternity to Bai Chen, the wheel slowed down, and a name of a manual finally stopped.

At the same time, a manual appeared in Bai Chen's hand, wrapped in silver light, which soon dissipated.

By this time, Jiesha had also reached the second floor, but before he could see the manual in Bai Chen's hand, it transformed into a beam of light and entered Bai Chen's forehead.

"Kid, what manual did you draw? Didn't I tell you not to be reckless? Why don't you listen?" Jiesha was unsure if it was because Bai Chen was disobedient or because he couldn't see the manual's name. "This mid-level martial arts manual, whether it's an internal cultivation technique or an external technique, even a boxing technique, can be harmful to you without sufficient cultivation. What can I say about you?"

Bai Chen pouted, focusing on the new manual he had drawn. It was an external cultivation technique.

After some exploration, he understood the subtleties of this technique, which was quite different from the Iron Shirt technique.

"What manual did you draw just now? Tell me quickly!" Jiesha was impatient and somewhat angry, looking at Bai Chen.

"I won't tell you unless you return my one million merit points."

"Nice try. Whether you live or die is none of my concern. If you die, I'll be free to enjoy myself." Jiesha was furious at Bai Chen's words.

Seeing Jiesha's angry face, Bai Chen felt a bit more balanced.

But after a while, Jiesha couldn't hold back and demanded again, "Are you going to tell me or not?"

"I won't. What can you do to me?" Bai Chen was determined to stand his ground.

He didn't feel any major issues with learning the technique. As long as he didn't misuse it, it should be fine.

Jiesha finally softened his tone, "Little master, I'm not lying to you. If anything happens to you, I'll be stuck in the mortal world forever. Please, just tell me what you drew, and I'll help you analyze it."

Bai Chen snorted, knowing that Jiesha was afraid of being implicated.

Seeing that his emotional appeal didn't work, Jiesha resorted to reason, "The one million merit points weren't meant to trick you. It's a fixed rule by Heaven. Even if I wanted to return them, I can't. Deities only take merit points from mortals, not give them."

Jiesha deeply felt the consequences of his actions. He had been so proud earlier, but now he had to act like a grandson in front of Bai Chen, which made him even more unhappy.

"I don't care about your rules. Since you can't return the merit points, how are you going to compensate me for the one million?"

Jiesha saw that Bai Chen was determined to hold out, feeling secretly angry but unable to show it.

Finally, after much internal struggle, Jiesha said, "Fine, once you reach the innate realm, I'll use my own merit points to get you a second-floor manual. You can choose whatever you want, as long as it's on the second floor."

Jiesha was quite shrewd. The second-floor manuals, though expensive, didn't exceed 200,000 merit points, so he would still profit.

Of course, Bai Chen knew when to stop. He pouted and drew a few characters in the air.

"Transform...?" Jiesha couldn't see Bai Chen's writing clearly. "Transform into what?"

"Human head, pig brain." Bai Chen deeply despised Jiesha and gestured again.

At this moment, Jiesha's face turned extremely serious, and he shouted, "Heavenly damn you, kid! If you want to die, don't drag me along! I curse your ancestors!"

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