C99 Homoeostasis

For the next two finale items, Lu Qingfeng no longer had much interest in them. To him, there was no other treasure that was more important than this Wood Type Magic Orb.

Before, there were a few treasures that aroused Lu Qingfeng's interest, but in the end, he gave up, because Lu Qingfeng viewed this Mysterious God Bead to be too important. In the event that he bought the treasure in front of him, then when it was time to bid on the Mysterious God Bead, the number of crystals would not be enough and he would have to lose his arm with the Mysterious God Bead. Every attribute of the Divine Illusionary Pearl would not exceed two, which meant that he had missed this opportunity. He would forever lose the chance of cultivating a wood attribute avatar.

No matter what, Lu Qingfeng was completely relieved when he obtained the wood-attribute Divine Illusion Orb. Although he still had a fire-attribute Divine Illusion Orb that he had yet to refine his body, this did not affect his ability to gather all of his Divine Illusion Orbs.

It wasn't that Lu Qingfeng didn't want to refine the Fire Attribute's Divine Illusion Pearl into his own body as soon as possible. In these past few years, he had simply not been able to find time to cultivate his avatar.

After the auction ended, the attendant took the embroidered box containing the wood attribute Divine Illusion Orb to private room number two. Lu Qingfeng had also handed over 260 million crystals, and just as Shangguan Zitong had said, he had saved 40 million crystals more than when he had first thought about buying the pearl. He wondered how the original owner of the Divine Illusion Orb would feel right now.

Lu Qingfeng followed Shangguan Zitong back to the guest room of the Treasure Pavilion on the Divine Continent and bought another 1000 sets of Tier 8 Barrier Breaking Pills' spiritual herbs. He spent 300 million crystals on Lu Qingfeng and prepared to refine this 1000 sets of Tier 8 Barrier Breaking Pills at his manor.

After bidding farewell to Shangguan Tiantong, Lu Qingfeng returned to the Manor, which was extremely quiet. Other than the few female members of the family, almost no one else was there, so he found Leng RuBing and told her he was preparing to concoct pills. She nodded obediently without saying a word, but her eyes were filled with reluctance.

The day that the auction began was the day that the old Emperor died. Because of his relationship with Lin Nan, Lu Qingfeng went to the Imperial Palace to offer his condolences.

When Lu Qingfeng walked towards the villa's basement, Leng Ruice stood behind him. Even when Lu Qingfeng had reached the basement, she was still unwilling to leave.

His future was filled with uncertainty, and he could not slack off in his cultivation. The fact that he escaped without any regrets made him feel even more pressured by time, and he needed to have the ability to protect himself in front of the true realm as soon as possible.

Sitting cross-legged on the prayer mat in the basement, Lu Qingfeng began to practice alchemy without rest. He only had 26 days to practice alchemy, because the 27th day was the inauguration ceremony of South Honglin City. He had no choice but to go.

As many as two hundred and eight types of pill forging techniques were available, and the number of spiritual herbs had increased to twenty-four, it was undoubtedly a lot more difficult than a seventh grade Barrier Breaking Pill.

Before he started concocting pills, he had to first familiarize himself with the two hundred and eight pill forging manuals before officially starting the pill forging process. It was the same as before, heating up the cauldron and stimulating the formations on the white jade lotus throne.

After the first furnace, all 24 types of spiritual herbs melted, the true essence control had lost its balance, resulting in the first furnace not obtaining any pills, the second furnace not collecting a single pill, and then after five consecutive batches of pills, all the key points had been grasped.

At this time, the success rate began to rapidly rise. When it reached 200 batches, the success rate had already been limited to 100% or 60%. Then, he could no longer continue refining pills, because the 26 days deadline had arrived.

This time, he had concocted a total of 200 batches of pills, and the final product was 805 pills. After taking a bath and changing his clothes, he went to the Treasure Pavilion and sold off all of these pills. 300,000 crystals per pill, in the end these pills became 241.5 million crystals.

Lu Qingfeng placed all of these crystals into the God Crystal Universe Hall. Adding the original ones, Lu Qingfeng still had less than 500 million crystals. Of course, if the remaining eight hundred sets of Tier 8 spiritual herbs were to be refined into a pill, it would be even more precious than all the existing crystals added together.

The next day was the inauguration ceremony for South Honglin. That night, a group of distinguished guests arrived at the manor. These guests were the Clear Cloud Sword Sect disciples who came to attend the inauguration ceremony.

These disciples included the first seventeen disciples under the tutelage of the elders. They were originally eighteen great elders, but now, one less would not regret it at all. Furthermore, the first four disciples had all disappeared when Sect Master Leng Xue Han came looking for Leng Ran's mother.

As a master, Xu Ru Jun had no choice but to attend the inauguration ceremony at South Stream Temple. Therefore, these seventeen people were led by Xu Ru Jun. There were a total of eighteen people that majestically entered the manor.

Lu Qingfeng, Nan Rong Lin, Duanmu Xiao Yun, He Tianyun, and Zhu Youcai were already waiting at the entrance of the manor. The three girls, Cold Ice, Lan Yin, and Ling'er were busy in the living room, preparing all kinds of spirit fruit and spirit tea. Da Hu and Situ Xiaoyang were patrolling the manor from side to side.

Everything had been arranged in a neat and orderly manner. Lu Qingfeng, upon seeing his master, hurried forward to pay his respects: "Master, Senior Brothers, Qingfeng greets you late. Please forgive me."

A total of twenty-three people, all of whom had filled up the main hall, Lu Qingfeng told the other disciples in detail about what had happened in the imperial city. When they talked about how Ling'er had become the First Prince's bodyguard, everyone turned to look at Ling'er who was currently pouring tea for them.

While everyone was talking, Lu Qingfeng suggested that they go to the small square outside and place the tables and make some dishes. Everyone was chatting as they ate.

It was the coldest time of the year, but to these people, it was nothing. Even though there was a big dining room in the mansion, it was not as spacious as the outside world, plus Lu Qingfeng wanted to roast some dragon meat for his master and his fellow sect members, it was much narrower in the dining room.

Soon, more than twenty round tables were placed on the small square. The one hundred and eighty brothers, other than leaving behind two people to look outside, had all sat down as well.

When Master and his fellow disciples arrived, Situ Xiaoyang had already instructed the chef to prepare the banquet. At this time, they were all placed on the table. Lu Qingfeng took out fifty pots of Hundred Miles Immortal Ascension to let his fellow disciples drink to their heart's content.

Lu Qingfeng took out the cooking cauldron and the white jade lotus throne, personally roasting the Flood Dragon's meat for everyone. The Giant Python had been left over two-thirds of the way until now, so it took out a large piece of the Flood Dragon's meat and cut it into small pieces with the Blood Drinking Sword.

On the Clear Sky Peak, Lu Qingfeng had once roasted dragon meat for Leng Xue Han, Guo Tianshan, and Xu Ru Jun. The second time he saw this scene, Xu Ru Jun had already gotten used to it.

Many people left the table and walked in front of the cauldron, carefully examining it. Seeing everyone's expressions of curiosity, Lu Qingfeng's interest was piqued as well, and as the cauldron slowly grew in size, everyone became even more curious. Aside from the people who had seen the Green Cloud Divine Hall change, they had never seen a magical treasure change before.

The three-legged, two-eared cauldron stood upright on the ground, emitting a bronze luster. The carvings of flowers, birds, fish, and insects were vivid and lifelike. The entire cauldron looked ancient, and after countless years of accumulation, it was filled with a sense of history.

Some of them even moved their faces close to the transparent window of the pill furnace to take a look at the situation within. Only to see chunks of delicious roasted dragon meat turning over and over in the pill furnace. Some of the meat had already turned golden in color and was moved by Lu Qingfeng's spiritual sense to a place where the temperature was low.

He placed them on a tray, and then placed them on a round table. He then placed the washed dragon meat into the cauldron, and when the disciples saw the cooked dragon meat, they were already salivating over it. They all stepped forward and tore off pieces of the dragon meat, baring their teeth in pain from the heat.

Seeing such a lively scene, Lu Qingfeng felt extremely warm in his heart. Fifty pots of Hundred Miles of Immortals were still sitting by the round table untouched when they heard his voice. Lu Qingfeng gestured for everyone to open the wine jar, and when the lid was opened, the intoxicating aroma of wine immediately wafted out.

Some people could not help but ask Lu Qingfeng, "Junior brother, what is this wine? Why is it so intoxicated after smelling the wine's aroma?"

Lu Qingfeng smiled, "This was bought by Junior Brother from Carefree Town's Carefree Restaurant. I'm intoxicated by it." Those with faster speeds first filled a large bowl and drank it in a few mouthfuls. Xu Rujun sat at a round table and looked at her disciples and juniors with a smile. She had already started drinking by herself long ago.

Leng Rushuang and Ling'er were nibbling on roasted dragon meat, while the Bluesilver and Da Hu seemed to have no interest in it at all. As they ate, the two of them seemed to be in a competition as they drank wine and ate large chunks of meat, attracting the attention of the crowd. The two of them turned a deaf ear to the discussions around them, their eyes were focused on the roasted dragon meat, and they continued to drink in the sea.

Today, Nan Rong Lin was the main character here, and everyone came because of him. In order to be able to meet with his fellow disciples here, Nan Rong Lin had spent quite a bit of time blabbering, and all the ministers did not agree that he should leave the palace.

Seeing that Nan Rong Lin had made up his mind, the other ministers did not try to persuade him anymore. Hence, another minister suggested, "It is not impossible that His Majesty is going. It is just that we have to display the dignity of an emperor."

When Nan Rong Lin heard this, he immediately scolded, "What nonsense are you guys talking about? Don't you all know that a strict teacher like your father has no reason to put on airs when you go see his father?" Lin asked the ministers, leaving them speechless.

Since he was the main character here, there was no lack of polite greetings. Everyone took turns toasting him, and he did not reject any of them. Now that he had reached the Immortal Realm, he was not drunk, so drinking like this was just a way to express his feelings.

A person said, "Junior Brother Nanxiong, let's go tomorrow to congratulate you on ascending the throne. Do you still need to perform three kowtows and nine kowtows?"

As soon as Nan Rong Lin heard this, he immediately laughed: "This cannot be, I have already prepared a place for all of you at the top floor of the Great Hall of the Imperial Guard, it is closest to my Great Hall, I will prepare fine wine and delicious food there, but one thing must be made clear, no matter which junior brother goes to the Great Hall of the Imperial Guard to congratulate them, it is still necessary to bow with cupped fists."

"Thank you, Master, for coming to participate in the inauguration ceremony for the disciples. To be honest, I really don't want to be this emperor, everything was forced by the circumstances, I won't be the emperor, I gave it to the eldest prince instead, I'm in danger of being beheaded. Not only me, but many families will also be beheaded, this is the sorrow of being born in the emperor's family, so, even if you don't want to do it, you have no other choice."

In the end, he looked at Lu Qingfeng and said, "Brother Qingfeng, although you are my eldest senior brother, I still feel that it is not very appropriate to call you Brother Qingfeng and call you Brother Qingfeng for many years before changing your tone. Finally, he looked at Lu Qingfeng and said," Brother Qingfeng, although you are my eldest senior brother, I still feel that it is not very appropriate to call you Brother Qingfeng and call you names after many years.

As Nan Rong Lin finished speaking, he bowed deeply towards Situ Xiaoyang and his 184 brothers. Then he turned to Lu Qingfeng and said, "Don't say too many polite words. I, Nan Rong Lin, will remember your kindness, brothers. "Today, I will only say one thing to Brother Qingfeng. In this lifetime, no matter the circumstances, I will never let Brother Qingfeng down."