Chapter 35: CH 35

Chapter 35: Turn Heaven and Earth Upside Down

Yue Wuhuan’s newly established school was beyond the peach forest, quite a distance from the laboratory. Next to it was a huge new medicine storehouse, which housed most of the common drugs in both the mortal and immortal realm which the students could apply for use of. The highly toxic drugs and precious medicinal ingredients were placed in the original storehouse and can be taken out only after securing Yue Wuhuan’s approval. 

Next to it was a library. There were many low-level cultivation books, basic medical books and other miscellaneous books. There were a lot more books than there were before. They must have been collected during the past ten years.

Song Qingshi was holding a copy of “A Record of Strange Stories about Spiritual Fires” and almost didn’t want to leave.

“The books here were all selected by me. They’re not too harmful and are suitable for apprentices to learn the basics.” Yue Wuhuan smiled and placed the book in his arms, indicating that he could take it back to read. “Although Master is superb in both medicine and poisons, all apprentices need to hone their skills here for a few years and their character and conduct must be examined before they can come into contact with precious medicinal ingredients and poisons.”

Song Qingshi expressed his approval. He was not stingy in teaching medical skills, he also didn’t want his poison skills to be used by someone who wanted to do harm. Yue Wuhuan arranged for Medicine King’s Valley’s apprentices to learn medicine but not poison. This was in line with his idea that although poison skills needed to be passed on, potential students needed strict assessment and gradual teaching. Some of the extremely vicious prescriptions, he didn’t even want to teach to anyone save Yue Wuhuan. 

Yue Wuhuan spoke an incantation and a strange man with lifeless eyes and limbs that moved woodenly, walked out of the forest.

Song Qingshi looked it over and found that it was a corpse. He said in surprise, “You were the one who made this poison puppet?”

Poison puppets were highly poisonous puppets that he made from corpses. Because manipulating the magic array was very troublesome, he didn’t make many of them. Although each poison puppet only had the attack power of a Foundation Building cultivator, it was covered from head to toe with highly-toxic poisons. It could kill people with just a touch and would blow up after being destroyed, spilling an extremely poisonous blood mist to its surroundings. These were guards Song Qingshi had hidden within the Medicine King’s Valley and it was also one of his trump cards.

Otherwise, this domain that was filled with precious medicinal ingredients and had no one except one Nascent Soul cultivator and a bunch of Foundation Building valley servants would long have been annexed by the bandits of the immortal realm.

The poison puppet in front of him was not one created by Song Qingshi. Although the poison on its body had not changed, the manipulation array on it was more meticulous. There were a lot more mechanisms and hidden weapons that had been added, making its attacks more vicious.

“I found the notes on how to create the poison puppet in Master’s laboratory.” Yue Wuhuan explained nervously, afraid that he would be angry. “After Master fell in a coma, the original poison puppets broke and could not be repaired. The Medicine King’s Valley lost a defensive barrier. I took some complete corpses from the autopsy room and tried to refine new poison puppets. After many attempts, I succeeded. Because Master’s notes were not written in full, I remade part of the formation. It’s a bit different from the original.”

Song Qingshi thought about his original notes that were filled with illegible writing. He just haphazardly wrote whatever came to mind. Stuttering, he praised, “You have improved a lot. How many of these have you made?”

Yue Wuhuan obediently replied, “Sixty-four, most of them are deployed in the poisonous fog array. A small number are guarding the treasure house and laboratory in the valley. There are a few that do not appear quite as scary. They can be placed inside the mustard seed bag and can be taken when you go out to serve as bodyguards.” 

Before he got the Blood King Vine, he had a serious lack of helpers. He did not have enough strength to contend with the cultivators in the immortal realm. Left with no choice, he could only find alternate means and rack his brain for a solution.

Song Qingshi was dumbfounded and couldn’t help asking. “The arrays on the poison puppets are extremely complicated and there are eighty-two of them, each one different. Not even a single line can be drawn wrong. How did you…”

Yue Wuhuan said, “As long as I have drawn something once, I can replicate it without any mistake.”

This blow sent Song Qingshi reeling. Although he had been the one who put together the various arrays and researched the poison puppets, his hands were not skillful enough. When making them, he often accidentally painted the wrong arrays. Every time he made one, he would fail four or five times. Add to that the fact that he was not very interested in making this kind of things and so he had only made a little more than 20 poison puppets, just barely enough to get by. 

He quietly took a look at his useless hands and then at Yue Wuhuan’s dexterous and stable hands…

Realizing how big the gap was between people was quite the mental blow…
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However, he didn’t care about the life and death of anyone besides Song Qingshi and the poison puppets in his hand were all instruments designed for murder.

Over the years, during the times he had to go outside to find medicine, countless cultivators have died in the hands of these poison puppets. He was afraid that Song Qingshi would think he was overly-malicious and so, he didn’t dare explain clearly. He was secretly observing the other party’s reactions. He saw Song Qinshi’s expression changed several times, before finally returning to happiness. He finally felt relieved.

Song Qingshi praised his family’s little angel, “The color blue is made out of indigo but is more vivid than indigo.” 

Yue Wuhuan smiled and said, “Master gives too much undue praise. Without the poison puppets you created, I wouldn’t have been able to protect the Medicine King’s Valley.”

Song Qingshi thought for a while, and asked, “An Long must have suffered huge losses at the hands of your poison puppets, right? Otherwise, he certainly would have broken in in just two years.”

“An Xianzun has a long history of friendship with Master. After a few attempts, he figured out the weakness of the poison puppet Master designed. When he thought he had successfully cracked it, I replaced it with the modified poison puppet and magic array. Xianzun retreated after being injured by poisoning. He stayed away for half a year but he regrouped and came back even stronger. I used the Blood King Vine and the terrain to set up new traps. Although I have temporarily forced him to retreat, he has completely grasped these attack methods…” Yue Wuhuan grew frustrated as he recounted these matters.

The Myriad Gu Sect was warlike and in this aspect, An Long was a man of truly outstanding talent. He was an expert in all types of combat; he has a beast-like intuition for danger;  has a high level of cultivation and under Song Qingshi’s tutelage, was proficient in various methods of poison. He has avoided his traps to poison him to death and all his careful calculations were powerless, dismantled in the face of absolute force. 

Song Qingshi’s good habit of taking notes on everything meant that he had found a lot of information about Gu’s left in the laboratory. Aside from this, Heaven’s malice towards him seemed to have vanished along with the Lightning Tribulation, producing good fortune out of extreme misfortune. If it weren’t for these things, An Long would have long killed him in retribution.

Song Qingshi comforted, “An Long is a genius. Being able to stop him twice is also an amazing display of your talent. This is an achievement that most Core Formation cultivators in the immortal realm could never hope to achieve. Now, I am awake and the misunderstanding has been resolved. He won’t attack you again.”

Yue Wuhuan thought about the conflict between the two of them and smiled softly, “En, An Xianzun will definitely understand me.”

The two talked and laughed as they walked into the school. It was noon and the apprentices were all going to the cafeteria to eat. Song Qingshi took the opportunity to look all around. 

The school was a square compound. The compound was also decorated exquisitely according Yue Wuhuan’s style. The principal room was a place for collective study. There were podiums and bookshelves, as well as various experimental equipment, many of which are built by Heaven Craft Pavilion. Some of them were even items Song Qingshi had wanted to have custom made before he fell into a coma. He had never placed an order for them since he had no money. On both sides of the compound were individual refining rooms. Each has a magic array to prevent any explosion from harming others.

Song Qingshi looked at this expensive school and felt his spiritual stone pockets were probably now bare and empty.

“Master, we are no longer as lacking in funds. The Medicine King’s Valley and Night Rain Pavilion have reached a cooperative agreement.” Yue Wuhuan explained. “In the past, Master developed an herbal plaster for patients with facial disfigurement. It can improve skin texture and eliminate all scars. I added some precious perfumes and pearls to this plaster, renamed it Yurong Ointment and sold it at a high price. Yurong Ointment not only removes scars quickly, but also makes the skin delicate and spotlessly white, causing beauty to flourish even more. There are many fights in the immortal realm and it is very easy to receive injuries. Because of these reasons, the female cultivators snatched them all up. Ye Lin Xianjun urges the Medicine King’s Valley to add more stock every day…”

Song Qingshi was dumbfounded. He had never made money from selling medicine in his entire life, but in the end he made a lot of money from selling skin care products? He felt that there was something strange about that… 

“Master’s condition was critical and I needed a lot of money to buy medicinal ingredients so I chose the fastest way to get money.” Yue Wuhuan handed the account book to Song Qingshi for his review. “In the past few years, I spent a lot of money on purchasing medicinal ingredients and repairing the Medicine King’s Valley. Now there are still 3.2 million spiritual stones on the account.”

Song Qingshi originally still had a bit of a knot in his heart but when he saw this glistening monetary figure, he instantly bowed down in submission.

He’s even refined an Ever Young Pill, what was the Yurong Ointment compared to that? If he has money, he can continue to do research, study medicines for curing diseases and benefit society. This was a win-win situation!

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Yue Wuhuan added thoughtfully, “I asked Night Rain Pavilion to say that the Yurong Ointment was a formula left by ancient immortals and was not a product specially researched by Master. The porcelain boxes it’s sold in are also marked that it’s medicine to treat scars and restore the best skin condition.” 

Skin medicines are also medicines!

Song Qingshi felt that the Medicine King’s Valley’s face had been saved and was very satisfied. He knew that he didn’t have the brains for managing money and was prone to squander away a family fortune so he pushed the account book back to Yue Wuhuan and said generously, “From now on, you will be in charge of the money. It’s enough if you just give me a monthly allowance.”

The corners of Yue Wuhuan’s lips ticked up into a beautiful curve as though he heard some happy news. He agreed to shoulder this task, “Okay, I will buy you everything you want.”

Song Qingshi was more than satisfied. 

After taking a look around the school, he put away the red lotus fire and sat, looking all dignified on the wooden armchair on the podium.

Yue Wuhuan summoned all the apprentices and asked them come pay their respects to the Master one by one.

Song Qingshi was afraid that people would see his nervousness so he imitated the appearance of his former university professor, assuming on a serious expression but his heart was filled with wonder. Who were these people in front of him?

He hadn’t taken a serious look at everyone’s faces at the time and now he can only recognize Qing Luan and Ming Hong. Qing Luan’s appearance, due to the Acacia Seal, had not changed but her delicate temperament has completely faded. She walked with style and all about her was an aura of keen-wittedness and capableness, reminding him of his senior sisters from the other world. 

Ming Hong had turned into a young man. He was dressed in red. Not only was his style of dressing similar to Yue Wuhuan’s, he also behaved very similarly; only that he was a bit taciturn and didn’t like to talk.

Song Qingshi thought for a long time before he recognized the brawny man walking behind as the sunny boy who was helping his companion do his stretches on the martial arts training ground. Now he was tall and dark-skinned. He was muscled from head to foot, except for his well-proportioned facial features, no trace of his good looks back then could be seen.

Qing Luan explained with a smile, “His name is He Qingyun. Now he mainly studies herbal planting and works daily in the fields and so he has become like this.”

He Qingyun scratched his head embarrassedly and gave a simple and honest smile. “I thought about becoming like this. This way I won’t always have bastards coveting my beauty, right? I used to be a farmer and I could do nothing but serve plants. Master saved my life and I can’t not repay that debt. Although the prospect aren’t great for mortals who choose to cultivate, going to the village to plant all sorts of medicinal materials for the master is still possible, right?” 

Song Qingshi smiled and nodded, determined to later on pile them all with medicine until they reach Foundation Building.

Suddenly, he saw a beautiful boy of seventeen or eighteen years old behind everyone. He had the most romantic and unusual peach-blossom eyes. He was lethargic and languid. While no one was watching, he covered a yawn with his hand. In his hand, there was something that he kept flipping over and over.

Song Qingshi felt that he had caught the bad student who hid at the back of the class to play on his mobile phone. He couldn’t hold on to his serious expression. He smiled and waved at him to come over.

Qing Luan gave the teenager a fierce look and introduced. “This is Rong Ye. He was in the same group of children as Ming Hong. He’s never suffered any hardships and is the naughtiest one here. But he’s very good with his hands. Please don’t get angry with him, Master. I’ll be sure to teach him well.” 

Rong Ye remembered Qing Luan’s usual reprimands and was also a little frightened. After a momentary delay, he stepped forward and handed over the toy in his hand.

Song Qingshi heard Qing Luan’s outward censure but inward praise. She was guarding these children who had suffered the same miserable fate she had. Song Qingshi wasn’t about to argue with her.

He smiled and took what was in Rong Ye’s hand. He inspected it carefully and found that it was a small handmade hourglass. It was quite exquisite. He turned the hourglass and set it on the table. He used his experience in alchemy to judge the time and confirmed that the sand in the hourglass was about one minute’s worth.

Qing Luan explained, “Rong Ye is careless and keeps messing up the time when refining pills so he made this thing to assist him.” 

Rong Ye quibbled, “Qing Luan Jiejie, I haven’t gotten the time wrong ever since I started using this. Don’t just always bring up that time I failed.”

Qing Luan scolded, “Quiet! So many people have failed but only you’ve managed to blow up a pill furnace!”

Rong Ye felt aggrieved, “I just want to see what adding Dan Huang would do…”

“He is indeed very good with his hands. This thing is very well-made.” Song Qingshi thought about his professor’s attitude towards students and tried to give positive encouragement. “The most difficult thing for beginners when it comes to alchemy is controlling the heat and the second is the timing. Your plan to use tools to reduce the difficulty of grasping the timing is a very good idea but it is not suitable for long-term use. I think we can find Heaven Craft Pavilion to customize a batch of timers to assist in alchemy.” 

Yue Wuhuan smiled and said, “What Master says is right. Alchemy workshops should be equipped with timers.”

Qing Luan glared at Rong Ye once again. Low-level alchemy can use timing devices to control the time but high-end alchemy techniques were erratic and one needed experience to adjust the timing. How can it be hammered into inflexible and invariable uniformity? If Rong Ye kept using these quick fixes to move up, he will never be an alchemy master, he can only be an alchemy worker.

Rong Ye was young, good-looking and honey-tongued. Everyone liked to spoil him and he’s been spoilt into being ignorant of the height of the heavens or the depths of the earth.

She must give this silly boy another lesson later! 

Song Qingshi didn’t want to embarrass these apprentices. He returned the hourglass to Rong Ye and smiled at him again. “Work hard.”

Song Qingshi looking at him made the tip of Rong Ye’s ears turn a little red. Before he came to Medicine King’s Valley, he always heard Qing Luan Jiejie say that the Medicine King Xianzun was a great figure in the immortal realm and that his cultivation base was very powerful. His slightest touch killed Xie Que, leaving that brute without even a corpse. However, Qing Luan had been responsible for all matters related to their subsequent resettlement. He never managed to see the Medicine King Xianzun in the flesh. He thought he was a fiendish cultivator. He never expected he’d be so good-looking and that he didn’t appear to be much older than they were. His personality was even gentler and kindlier. There was not the slightest ferocity when he spoke.

The Medicine King Xianzun liked Senior Wuhuan so much; they must be in a relationship, right…

He heard that some mortals in the immortal world have gained lots of resources from winning the favor of cultivators. Their status reached the heavens in a single bound. 

Was Senior Wuhuan the same?

Rong Ye secretly glanced at Song Qing and then at Yue Wuhuan standing by in attendance behind him, letting his imagination run a bit wild.

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The author has something to say: 

The author’s irresponsible mild ridicule towards her protagonists:

Yue Wuhuan: Although he likes to kill people, has a mad personality and his belly is full of black water, he is still a well-behaved and gentle little angel.

Song Qingshi: A good man must first transfer financial power to higher authorities before talking about other things.

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