Chương 122: Rebuild

Saint Erlong was a bit worried about me, so we spent a minute in fast travel to return to the Autumn Leaves, where a Sage could keep me safe if another wedding guest wanted to kill me. It wasn't that a Sage was that powerful, but compared to mere Saints, the Sect Master was indeed a powerhouse. We also brought 24 new sect disciples from the Guan clan, plus a new milk maid for me.

She was a bit banged up for standing up to a couple of Unity realm cultivators and a demonic spy, but nothing a good fairy doctor couldn't heal, with time, resources and lots of lotus milk. Tingling and Xiao came to help as well, while Siao only watched as I began trying to make my first Tier 5 pill. I had a few ideas for new pills too, but first I had to make the Dao recognize me as a proper Tier 5 alchemist.

Thus, I started with a well-known pill called Soul Mending, which Xiao could already make as a high-grade pill. With a well-known recipe and the right ingredients, I just rubbed my hands for luck, and started cooking. Spiritual herbs had strong soul-enhancing properties, which strained the alchemist's own soul when melting them down. But I wasn't in Soul Transformation or even Body Integration realm anymore.

As a Mind-Body Unity cultivator, my soul was much stronger and my dual cultivation also helped forge a stronger soul. Unlike other universes known to Pef, this cultivation world didn't have Soul realms and cultivation methods, except practice as an Alchemist, Formation Master or similar crafts. For some reason, cultivating the Sword also counted for soul strength, since the sword intent was basically the external use of a swordsman's soul.

Tian had been a monster in his life, and pretty much unbeatable by anyone in a duel. But now, with Pef Tian's milkman body I was exploring a new paradigm. Soul strength based on a big dick. For some reason it also worked, though mostly on women. Lately, women had begun to show up and just jump on my dick, like it was a lit up lure among billions of other dicks in a dark forest. Will it also hold up for alchemy? Time to test this theory.

The Thousand Leaves Cauldron lit up with a blue glow, and Tingling gasped as the 'ding!' sound announced a pill had formed. I took a breath and smelled the future. It was a Soul Mending pill, all right. Not in Supreme-grade, but I couldn't hope for that in my first ever Tier 5 pill. With a bit of trepidation I peeked inside my cauldron. High-grade! Not bad... although I was still disappointed. Alchemy was so hard...

"... Master! Am I really lacking talent for alchemy?" Xiao sobbed as I held out the pill, as proof of my recently gained Tier 5 Alchemist rank. Tingling sighed, and glared at me to shut up.

"People are never equal, Xiao. You have twin meridians perfect for Alchemy, while Pef Tian has none of that. He only has tasty milk, and still managed to grow and make something of his life, from a poor farmer boy into a Tier 5 Alchemist and a famous fairy doctor." she spoke in a Daoist form, then knelt in front of me to take my dick and worship it for more Dao insights. Xiao dropped her robes and floated herself as a pure Yin snack, then moaned loudly as I began licking and lapping from her sacred spring.

"I want 20 milk rations for today. I need to grow stronger too!" she demanded as her Yin dew began to flow. With a grin, I powered up my Yin-Yang Formation and began dual cultivating with both virgin Saints, holding my lust in check as to not ruin my pure sources. I had my maids for hard fucking, and plenty of female trainees in the outer clusters. Saint were too precious to waste for sex, excepting Tianxiong who wasn't pure anymore. And man... what a lucky find again.

The Bodhi Lotus was surely typing like crazy in its reality hack program to ensure I got all the freebies I could get. If you encounter this story on Amazon, note that it's taken without permission from the author. Report it. Or perhaps dreamed a world into existence, like the Buddhist monks claimed. I worked hard at cultivating for few hours, dumping my milk into hungry mouths, and drinking pure dew like a desert frog in the rain.

This was indeed a case of a frog lusting after a swan or four, at least until I also became a Saint. Afterward, things will change a little. Using Sword Saint techniques would make me unbeatable among Saints, and could even help me resist Saint Kings, with more practice. Energized and feeling confident, I started the next alchemy session by trying the Demonbane pill, which was a modified version of the Demonic Eraser standard pill. But with lotus milk added in, as well as extra evil Yin herbs.

The cauldron glowed, then stalled and let out a sad 'dong!' sound. I sobbed inward, then went to open the lid. Two low grade Demonbane pills. Two! At least I can sell them at auction, and make back the lost value of the Ghost Yin Peach. Not that I paid anything for that particular fruit, but whatever.

"One begets two. Even in failure, Pef Tian embodies the Dao. You should emulate that amazing mindset, little Xiao..." Tingling began to say when I dropped and began my punishment. 200 push-ups, for two failed pills.

"Excluding his silly superstitions, of course! Push-ups aren't going to help..." the Saint King spoke in a superior tone, when Xiao dropped beside me and copied my actions exactly.

"Sorry, Master. Pef Tian embodies the Dao. I shall follow his lead." my Saint lover explained in a Daoist voice, and outpaced me with her higher cultivation. I mean, a Saint could lift half a mountain anyway, so push-ups wouldn't do anything, but the mindset was real. Muscle memory, Pef called it. It wasn't anything as simple as that, not even for Qi Gathering cultivators. The qi supplemented our muscles, and only body cultivators actually used muscles for anything.

The rest of cultivators used qi and techniques, which was faster and gave you range. Well, everyone except the women I trained to rip out spines with their hands from criminals and demonic cultivators. That was also an advanced form of training that Tian learned from a big sect, which insulated and eventually immunized the disciples to the gruesome horrors on the battlefield.

Of course, the more proper and so-called orthodox sects used combat puppets and later live beasts for such training, but Tian has tested that method and found live human training was far more effective, and much faster too. It made sense a little, since kicking puppies would not actually prepare you for seeing your fellow disciples getting blow up into shards of bone and flesh, or having your limb get cut by a faster enemy.

Stepping on a criminal's head to rip out his spine, while his brains exploded like a melon, worked better for mindset training. You stop feeling anything after a thousand similar scenes. And on that note, more pills! Let's try the Tier 5 Rebuild pill next. Still a regeneration pill at the base, but better. We have the technology, we can rebuild them, as Pef says. My poor Tier 5 cauldron didn't glow at all, and a single bump sound made me drop a tear.

I looked inside, and a black-crusted pill appeared, possibly a functional low-grade Tier 5 pill, if you didn't mind a ton of impurities and toxins. Then again, if your skin was melted by fire or acid, or a beast bit off your nose, maybe you won't care much about impurities. Right?

"Huh? A pill did form, and seems almost functional. For a terminal case patient, maybe." Tingling noted with a dry voice. I growled a bit, and plugged her mouth with my dick, to make her throat less dry.

"It doesn't matter if I fail 100 times, Tingling. Each push-up makes me stronger, and teaches my mind the consequences of failure. This is the way!" I preached like a true Daoist, then began pumping my hips fast and hard, seeking release and absolution. Eventually I found release for my milk, but absolution didn't come easy. It took 49 low-grade Rebuild pills, until the first high-grade pill sounded like an angel chime. Ding! Feeling happy, I took out a paper and started writing home.

"My lovely wives, I miss you all. Today I turned 19, which makes me feel older. My cultivation is only in the 2nd level of Mind-Body Unity, and sometimes I despair at how slow things are. There are some good news too. I began making Tier 5 pills, which are quite hard, and I barely made a high-grade Rebuild pill after 50 low-grade failures. Luckily, beasts are everywhere in this place, so I can hunt for a new lizard when this one runs out.

My other Tier 5 pills are the Demonbane and the Soul Mending pill, but I still can't get past the high-grade barrier. Maybe next week. Alchemy is so hard. Anyway, I hope to send you Saint Tingling as help, as soon as the Black Leech sect is destroyed. Lots of love, Pef Tian."