Chapter 14: The Frenzied Beast Body

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Qin Liang's heart stirred slightly, but his expression remained as calm as still water. "What makes you say that?" he asked.

Hua Zhiqiao replied brightly, "Although I am not involved in the alchemy path, I have heard some unwritten sayings."

"Take first-grade pills, for example. An alchemist who can refine a perfect first-grade pill can certainly refine second-grade pills, but one who can refine second-grade pills may not necessarily be able to produce a perfect first-grade pill."

"The same applies to higher grades."

Hua Zhiqiao saw through him and grew more confident. "Therefore, even among alchemists of the same grade, there are differences in skill."

Qin Liang was suddenly enlightened. He had just learned that there was such a saying in the alchemy world.

"Knowing too much is not always a good thing," he said, his tone slightly cold as a warning.

As the head of the Treasure Pavilion, Hua Zhiqiao was experienced and far from foolish. She nodded. "Rest assured, master. Though I am no peerless expert, at least I can keep my mouth shut."

After all, second-grade spirit herbs in Liucheng were scarce, and it was not even certain to gather a complete second-grade pill recipe.

This second-grade alchemist before her was undoubtedly from elsewhere, with his own purpose.

Hua Zhiqiao was not foolish enough to offend a second-grade alchemist.

"Mm," Qin Liang nodded with satisfaction.

He placed the few auxiliary herbs that Luo Qian had prepared into his Qian Kun Bag and turned to leave.

"May I ask your honorable name? Where will you be staying now? If there is news about the Ice Spirit Grass, how should we inform you?" Hua Zhiqiao hurriedly inquired.

Qin Liang paused briefly, then said, "If there is news, just tell Qin, the young friend."

Watching the figure in the black robe disappear, Hua Zhiqiao was momentarily stunned. That silhouette looked somewhat familiar.

But after careful thought, she quickly shook her head, dismissing the guess.

"Such a master could easily imitate a young man's gait; it’s probably not a big deal," she mused with ease.

Shortly after, she learned that all the miscellaneous items in the alchemy chamber had been taken away, which surprised her greatly.

"I didn’t expect this master to have such a habit."

She was well experienced but had never seen a second-grade alchemist who liked to pick up scraps. She waved her hand to Luo Qian, "A pile of useless junk—take it away. You should hurry and find the Ice Spirit Grass."

"Yes!" Luo Qian, in charge, took the order and left.

Hua Zhiqiao then took a Pulse-Replenishing and Rejuvenating Pill and sat quietly to nurture her injuries.

...

Qin Liang returned to his courtyard and realized his back was somewhat damp.

He couldn’t help but sigh: even a master at the Condensation Realm, despite being seriously injured, still exerted considerable psychological pressure on lower-level spirit refiner cultivators.

If he stayed longer in the Treasure Pavilion, Hua Zhiqiao might be able to sense something was amiss.

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"Good thing I left quickly."

Qin Liang closed the door, took out the beast tooth he had obtained in the alchemy chamber, and tossed it into the cauldron to refine.

If there was truly something within the beast tooth, it wouldn’t be completely dissolved.

Crack!

The beast tooth emitted a crisp sound, shattering into powder inside the cauldron, then scattering like dust, flickering with streaks of blood light that caught Qin Liang’s eye.

"There really is something."

He observed carefully as the blood light gradually condensed into words, swirling and pouring into the space between his eyebrows.

The blood-red characters appeared too quickly, catching him off guard.

However, he soon relaxed because not only did he feel no discomfort, but he also understood the content of these words.

“‘Frenzied Beast Body.’”

This was a rare secret body refining technique that used the essence blood of demonic beasts as a catalyst, allowing the practitioner to rapidly increase their power in a short time.

It was divided into three levels—the Three Frenzies—where the practitioner became as wild as a demon and as fierce as a beast during use.

It also warned that those with weak willpower might become uncontrollable beasts, losing themselves completely.

"Just what I need!"

Qin Liang’s face brightened. After absorbing the resentment in the Soul-Absorbing Cauldron, his will and comprehension far surpassed ordinary people.

If he mastered this technique, even as a third-time spirit refiner, he wouldn’t fear facing a fifth-time spirit refiner.

But he soon faced a problem: where to obtain the essence blood of a demonic beast?

The secret method stated that the essence blood must come from a higher-level demonic beast; otherwise, the technique would be ineffective.

Yet, higher-level demonic beasts were difficult to deal with, and their essence blood was extremely rare and precious.

As far as he knew, the essence blood of demonic beasts at the spirit refining level could not be preserved for long, so the Treasure Pavilion had no stock.

As for the essence blood of ferocious beasts at the Condensation Realm, even if the Treasure Pavilion had stock, the price would certainly not be cheap.

"This is really troublesome."

Qin Liang sighed, put away the Tianhuang Cauldron, and pushed his worries aside before lying down and falling into a deep sleep.

He planned to visit nearby Rainbow Mist Mountain when he had time; there were many opportunities there, and he might find the spiritual materials needed for his next spirit refining.

But first, he needed to restore his energy.

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Wang Family.

After returning, Wang Jingrou grew increasingly angry. How could she have lost face in front of so many people?

As the third young lady of the Wang Family, she was always proud and headstrong. Others might lose, but not her.

Just because of Qin Liang, she was driven out of the Treasure Pavilion—it was utterly humiliating.

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Bang!

"If it weren’t for the Treasure Pavilion's reputation, I’d break his legs today."

She slapped the table, leaving a clear palm print, mirroring her fierce expression at that moment.

While pondering how to exact revenge, she saw a blue wolf about a meter tall approaching the door.

The blue wolf had sharp fangs, hooves as thick as iron buckets, and fur like iron needles, radiating a deep blue sheen that from afar looked like a black wolf—majestic and powerful.

"Little Blue?"

Seeing the wolf, Wang Jingrou’s face softened as she called it closer.

Though fierce in appearance, the blue wolf was quite obedient before her, like a well-trained puppy.

It nuzzled her hand with its head, as if soothing her mood.

"Little Blue, big brother brought you back from Rainbow Mist Mountain two years ago. You’ve behaved well at home. Now you’ve completed four spirit refinings; your strength must be close to surpassing mine, right?"

Wang Jingrou petted its head indulgently, as usual.

Seeing the blue wolf nod, she brightened. "Listen, there’s a kid in the Jiang Family named Qin Liang. If you go and kill him, I’ll reward you with a spirit herb."

The blue wolf snarled lowly at this, baring its teeth as if ready to explode at any moment.

In these two years, it had grown fond of its mistress, but this was the first time it heard such an order.

Undoubtedly, she must have been wronged and wanted to vent her anger fiercely.

At the thought of the spirit herb reward, its eyes gleamed like jewels, as if the prize was right before it.

"I fought him today; he’s only completed three spirit refinings. If you manage to devour him, leave no bones behind—make sure no one from the Jiang Family finds out. Got it?"

Wang Jingrou solemnly instructed. "If things go wrong, retreat immediately!"

"Howl, howl!" The blue wolf obediently responded twice.

As a demonic beast from Rainbow Mist Mountain, even after two years of domestication, its beast nature remained.

Upon hearing the hunt order, it was eager to act, eyes bloodshot, claws nearly grinding the ground raw.

"Go quickly while it’s still dark, good wolf. I’ll wait for you at home."

Wang Jingrou urged, then watched as the blue wolf vanished swiftly into the night like a wisp of black smoke.

She sneered coldly, "Qin Liang, you’ve offended me. Tonight will be your death."

The Jiang Family’s core area was indeed heavily guarded, but Qin Liang’s secluded courtyard was quite lonely.

Under the moonlight, the blue wolf stealthily approached, looked around to ensure no one was near, then revealed a fierce, murderous gleam and leapt agilely onto the wall.