"Next it's your turn,"
Song Yin looked at Zhang Fei Xuan, his eyes narrowing, "Let's start with you."
"Me too?"
Zhang Fei Xuan's heart leaped with joy; he had already obtained an elixir and hadn't expected there to be another.
This Shengji Elixir was not like those Yecai Elixirs that merely filled the stomach—it truly accelerated the circulation of Qi. With a few more, perhaps he would reach the Sixth Stage of Communicating with Ghosts.
Zhang Fei Xuan stood before Song Yin, stretching out his hand with a pleased expression.
Smack.
There was no elixir, just Song Yin grabbing Zhang Fei Xuan's wrist.
"Big Senior Brother?" Zhang Fei Xuan was stunned.
Boom!
However, before he could react, Song Yin's hand shot forth a cluster of White Qi, quickly enveloping the person before him.
Once engulfed by the White Qi, Zhang Fei Xuan first shivered all over, and then his body began to tremble violently.
Pain!
Excruciating burning pain!
It was as if his very self was within the pill furnace being refined, not just his body but even his soul seemed about to be scorched away with pain!
He struggled fiercely to break free from Song Yin's grip, but found his wrist was held as if in an iron clamp, completely immovable.
And his mana and true Qi could not be used at this moment; they seemed to be melting away in this White Qi too.
In front of this White Qi, he was even more mortal than a mortal!
"Endure it!"
Song Yin commanded, "Use your strong willpower to endure until you qualify!"
Qualify for what!
Zhang Fei Xuan wanted to scream, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a howl came out instead. He felt like the winter's snow meeting the summer's blazing sun; if it continued for a while longer, he was going to melt away!
Under this assault on his senses, Zhang Fei Xuan even began to not hear his own howling and felt his head foggy, with images constantly shifting in his mind.
Born into a noble family, with busy parents, a sister, and a home...
A youth encountering demons; the family was wiped out, barely escaping with his life...
The sect that he devoted himself to did not save him but treated him as the residue of demons...
Subsequently, he arrived at the Xumi Vein, and for the sake of revenge, he didn't mind staining himself with blood...
But as time passed, the thoughts of vengeance became fainter, with only that indelible blood marking his existence...
It truly was...
Zhang Fei Xuan's vision blurred, suddenly feeling a release in his body, and he collapsed to the ground, twitching occasionally like a fish out of water.
"Half an incense stick of time..."
Song Yin shook his head in encouragement, "Disciple, you still need practice. If you're like this, you will not be able to learn the Human Elixir Technique."
Without waiting to see if Zhang Fei Xuan could hear him, Song Yin turned his gaze upon the remaining disciples and said, "Next."
No one dared to move.
Everyone looked at Zhang Fei Xuan, who lay twitching on the ground, unsure if he was still conscious, their faces ashen, their bodies all shaking.
And that tall and sturdy disciple was shaking the most violently.
He knew it well!
He had just been brushed past yesterday, and the taste of it was something he never wanted to experience a second time in his life.
Seeing no response, Song Yin's gaze swept around the circle of disciples and finally settled on the tall and sturdy one, "You..."
"Ah ah!!"
The tall and sturdy disciple let out a strange cry and turned to run.
This seemed to be the spark that ignited something, causing the surrounding disciples to scatter and flee.
"Are they kidding? If they get hit by that White Qi, they'll still have their lives!"
"Stop!!"
Song Yin opened his mouth and let out a tiger's roar, and the White Qi suddenly surged forward, knocking those disciples over in disarray.
Taking a step forward, Song Yin leapt into the air and quickly landed in front of the burly disciple, reaching out towards him.
"Big Senior Brother, spare my life, please spare my life!" The burly disciple cried and tore at the ground desperately with his legs, struggling to escape the hand reaching for him.
"What nonsense are you spouting? I'm only letting you experience the refinement of this Great Path Aura."
Song Yin said, "Last night when you encountered that Mountain Ghost Demon, every one of you fell into an illusion, which really shouldn't have happened. To ensure you don't end up powerless against this type of demon in the future, you must strengthen your willpower. Just like me, my unwavering will prevented the Mountain Ghost from drawing me into the illusion."
He picked up the burly disciple like grabbing a chick, and said, "Moreover, this Great Path Aura, the fruit of the legendary Human Elixir Technique, not only forges your will but also has various wondrous uses. It will also let you feel the effects of the Human Elixir Technique in advance. Don't you all want to learn the Human Elixir Technique? How can you enter the Pill Furnace without experiencing it beforehand!"
Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, White Qi burst from his palm, enveloping the burly disciple, who soon rolled his eyes back, trembling all over, and started screaming loudly.
He couldn't even last thirty breaths; the burly disciple's head drooped down, too exhausted to scream any longer.
Song Yin threw him to the ground and sighed, "That was too short, take it slow, next one."
After that, he pulled out an elixir from his bag, bent down, placed it in the burly disciple's hand and continued towards the next fallen disciple who hadn't managed to get up yet. He grabbed him, and the White Qi enveloped him, plunging him into screams.
For a moment, the plaza was filled with wailing, as if some demon had broken in and was creating havoc.
"Quiet down!"
Suddenly, a breach opened in the stone wall of the great hall, and Jin Guang emerged with a grim expression on his face.
He had painstakingly studied for a day and a night and wasn't even sure if the Wu Liang's blessing had dissipated yet, and now there was this noisy disturbance outside, utterly disrupting his peace.
"It's been a while since the old Dao has shown his authority. Have they forgotten who really rules the Jinxian Sect!"
A murderous glint flashed in Jin Guang's eyes as he looked outside the hall, and then his stern face froze in surprise.
On the plaza, disciples were sprawled on the ground, convulsing, and among them stood a man exuding White Qi, forcefully lifting a disciple by his collar.
That man, his side facing the great hall, his eyes shining with white light and his body enveloped in White Qi—was so intense it made one's eyes twitch just looking at it.
If not Song Yin, then who?
"Ah!!!"
The White Qi flowed from Song Yin's hand onto the disciple, making him shriek in agony as if being burned by fire. The struggling legs went limp under the scorching White Qi, as if his spirit had been incinerated.
The person lying at the entrance of the great hall also looked familiar. Facing the hall, occasionally twitching, froth forming at the mouth, and eyes turned upwards showing only white, he stared straight at Jin Guang, sending a chill down his spine.
Isn't that his second disciple?!
"Gulp—"
Jin Guang swallowed and silently turned to re-enter the breach in the stone wall, forming Dharma Seals with his hands, sealing off the stone wall layer by layer.
Bang!
He stamped his foot fiercely, held the Dharma Seal high, clenched his teeth hard, and sealed the prohibitions on the stone wall over and over until he could no longer hear the sounds from outside. Only then did he wipe the sweat from his forehead and turned back to concentrate on studying the pile of flesh.
"Ah...
Outside the great hall, after Song Yin had finished using the Great Path Aura on the last disciple, placing the elixir in his hand, he looked at the convulsing disciples on the ground and sighed.
They couldn't withstand it for long enough.
This use of the Great Path Aura on the disciples wasn't a whim. Apart from last night's influence from the Mountain Ghost, it was also because these juniors had asked him to pass on the techniques, and his master had given permission. So, he took the opportunity to do it all at once today.
Aside from the second senior brother who could endure the length of half a tea time, which was about five minutes, the others couldn't last a minute; the less resilient could only manage thirty seconds.
Song Yin sighed and said, "If you want to learn the Human Elixir Technique, you have to suffer. Without a firm will, how can you enter the Pill Furnace? If you can't endure, won't you really be refined into an elixir? No wonder the master doesn't pass on the Human Elixir Technique to you."
"But that's alright. As the Big Senior Brother, it's my duty to pass on the techniques since the master has given permission. The master is worried that you can't persist, but I can, because I have the Great Path Aura!"
This Great Path Aura, coming from the Innate True Realm and strengthened within the Pill Furnace through the Human Elixir Technique, is perfectly suited for testing the Human Elixir Technique.
The teacher may not be able to instruct, but he can!
He shook his head, his eyes filled with resolute determination, "I will push you to cultivate, striving to master the Human Elixir Technique as soon as possible From now on, once a day, until you can endure as long as I can be refined in the Pill Furnace, then the Human Elixir Technique will be considered a success!"