Chương 141: The grind is real

The grind is real and it works. Tian had grinded for 50000 years, adding bits of skills and sword insight every day. Now, I was not Tian, and I was not grinding a sword, but the truth stays the same. Refining pills not only makes you richer, it also refines your soul. My plan for this life was the million-souls-level, a theoretical soul barrier that no man could ever reach. But that is only because they misunderstood the grind, and still failed pills.

One should not ever fail a pill, much like one can never lose a single life-and-death duel. Sure, the consequences were not the same, but the mindset was. Imagine your victory, and a dozen ways to achieve that. Then pick a likely path and follow it. The victory will come, it is inevitable. It may not look like a victory at first, and people will look at you strangely, but did I care?

Using my maids during alchemy was my chosen victory path, forging my soul and mindset by increasing the difficulty and concentration level. Tian could also fuck and fight at the same time, and sometimes he was forced to do so, when exploring a pretty flower in the wild, and spirit beasts or random cultivators decided to try to interrupt. Slam, slam, slap, slap! Sayuri rode in my lap, smacking her amazing ass like a love machine, while moaning like a white dove in love.

I had to split my attention between her and my work, and try to make another pure-grade Demonbane pill. It was hard, but I liked it. The grind is real, and I am the living proof. Ding! Ding! I didn't need to look inside my new Tier 6 cauldron to make sure of the results. I could smell it, even while smelling the orchid and lotus smell of love coming from my groin. Still, I needed a break and rest. My mind was willing, but the flesh is weak. Until I got my Sage realm, but that was still months away.

Cultivation slowed down massively in the later stages of a realm, and there were plenty of Saint Kings that never managed to become Sages. I wasn't them, and I wasn't worried about my cultivation talent or limits. Those were things other people had to worry about. My goal was so high that the vaunted Sage realm was only a step on my path.

"Hah! Supreme and pure, both from a single cauldron! Sayuri, how do you feel?" I asked my porcelain doll, who just stared at the wall with glazed eyes.

"... I hear the Dao, Pef Tian. Not in words." Sayuri spoke miles away, while she rested in my lap, leaking dew and milk. I knew what my milk maid heard. The beating heart of the world, the hidden works of the universe. I could hear this since I was a little Nascent Soul, many... well over two years ago. Can I make it? Become a Sage while still 19? Did it matter? Erlong held my head on her pillow breasts, and caressed Sayuri's hot skin, then hugged both of us tight.

"My love, it must be so hard to make pills in this way, right? Making love and pills at the same time. It should be immoral." my other milk maid noted in a curious, but enticed voice.

"Of course it's hard. That is the point. Other alchemists cleanse their spirit and meditate for days to make a single pill. Sometimes they do it, and sometimes they fail. The slightest hesitation, qi fluctuations in the cauldron or outside, or maybe a muscle cramp, all can cause a pill failure. But they are bad alchemists, because of that. Burn a forest down, and make pills inside the raging firestorm, using the released ambient qi. That is how you start becoming a good alchemist. I did that in Foundation realm."

I disclosed with a faint smile, and relaxed my mind and body in-between my lovable maids. Violet was making tea, and brought me a fresh cup, and helped me drink, as my hands were busy with white flesh.

"Sayuri is almost there, Young Master. Her cultivation has reached the peak, only the Dao insight is still lacking." Violet advised me as if I didn't know. Erlong kissed my neck, as the tea passed down inside. I controlled my moan, and just enjoyed the bliss. After a minute, I glanced at Violet, who stared to closely at Sayuri's spring milking my dick.

"See anything you like, Violet Bloom?" I asked rhetorically. The violet-haired Sage didn't answer, just moved and started licking the spilled milk. Sayuri trembled and shuddered, as Violet's mouth touched her sensitive parts too. Wait! I mean, go on Violet, it feels good. The narrative has been taken without permission. Report any sightings. But I had an idea. An immoral one, of course!

"Erlong and Sayuri, I figured out how to induce the Yin and Yang imprint for both of you at once. An inverted phoenix, and drinking my lotus milk from a pretty flower's spring." I proposed with a horny voice. Erlong had already tried this with her friend Tingling, but Sayuri was new to this Young Master's Dao experiments.

"That... if you think it will work?" Sayuri muttered and blushed red from neck up, then gasped as Violet slurped loudly from around her spring.

"It will feel much like that, Sayuri, but better. Only... for this Dao insight to come you will need to be full of milk, both. Maybe 100 doses, maybe 200. So, not today. I barely have 30 doses left, and there is a long line of ascension candidates in my courtyard. Violet, I will need more love drugs." I asked my caretaker, who took one last lap and stood up.

"Of course, famous fairy doctor. I would also prefer if the young disciples are moaning in pleasure rather than howling in pain. And the Elders have also approved the use of love drugs as anesthetics in your medicine room. I wonder how you convinced them..." Violet spoke in wry tone, and flew out at speed.

Recently, the recruitment drive had begun in force, partly by tapping into the families of the Sect Flowers who already had rare meridians in their young generation, and party by using the outgoing missions Flowers to stop in villages and towns and give a shout-out for willing young women. It worked well, gathering thousands of willing recruits every day.

Yes, Core and Nascent Soul recruits were not exactly useful on this Central Continent, but they would be safe here, unlike in their homes or local temples where a single demonic cultivator could cause a massacre. The plan was to transform the Million Flowers into Billion Flowers, but until now the sect had lacked the funds and resources for that.

However, the jade coins were also working into absorbing the available spirit stones in the vicinity, while the purple jade coins with a Dao King's imprint were already becoming heirlooms and were being traded at 10 times their nominal value. A small sect or clan with only a Saint or Sage as their backing could suddenly have a Dao King's imprint to observe and get insight from, and this is why the purple coins were no longer issued as such, but sold at auction.

Unintended consequence, but in this case a profitable one. Even a Dao King was enticed to work for a minute and make 99000 spirit stones by selling a purple jade coin with their Dao imprint. It was more profitable than alchemy, and without risk of failure! By extension, I collected 10% of the selling price as my Fairy tithe, which gave me another revenue stream. Sadly, the purple coins were a limited market, much like private jets and luxury cars on Pef's world.

There were only so many rich customers after all, and the richest ones were also Dao Kings themselves. I went to my medicine room and noticed a new table filled with drugged wine, pill bottles and a few jade boxes. Violet was efficient, no doubt. I opened the outer door, and several young women rushed in, carrying a woman bitten in half by a beast. Yep, such things happened too, and not rarely. I fed the injured woman some love wine, and sealed her leaking veins, then floated her on a medical table.

Then I checked her meridians, and found another Three-Yin meridian. Not bad!

"So, what's the story, pretty Flowers? Why is your friend bit in half?" I asked while undressing the woman. Luckily for the victim, they brought me the upper part, thus the young disciple still had a mouth and boobs, just enough for me to work with. I had the technology, I can rebuild her. And make her a virgin again. I sensed a problem here...

"Errr. Sister Irulan separated from the hunting party, and we found her like this..." another Flower spoke while sobbing a bit too much.

"Violet!" I spoke while holding two fingers up. T&I in shorthand. The sobbing and lying woman vanished immediately. I still couldn't see a Great Sage when she moved at full speed.

"I doubt that Sister Irulan lost her purity to a beast, which then ate her lower half to hide the deed. Anyone else wants to tell me the true story, before Irulan wakes and can point the truth?" I asked the other women, who fell to their knees as my qi pressure hit their shoulders. This was also a test for my Rebuild pill, which could in theory do exactly that and grow half a body for someone critically injured. But without food to give her biomass, oh well. More wine for blood sugar and then my milk.

A true medic can improvise in the field, until he invents the glucose IV and blood transfusions. For a minute, I felt like a modern medic transported into a medieval world, but lacking the medical apparatus to heal his patients. On the other hand, a cultivator of some strength was already a CAT scan and ultrasound machine combined, not to mention I could perform dialysis in a minute with only my Saint qi.

"There was a Young Master who liked Sister Irulan, and kidnapped her..." another woman began, basically matching my wife's Hua tragic story, but with a crueler ending. The guy tried to hide the deed by feeding his victim to a beast. I used Irulan's mouth to get ready and feed her my healing milk, then added the Rebuild pill and lots of wine, only filtering the alcohol out and keeping the sugar in, with my Saint qi. Like a miracle, Sister Irulan grew back, and very naked.

And leaking dew from her pure Yin spring, while gobbling my milk on the other end. Blue Rose appeared in my room and just watched the healing being done, then took Sister Irulan inside her Dao Grotto when the healed woman moaned loudly on my dick.

"Pef Tian, come with me. We'll go repair the injustice to our disciple, and you may find some immoral fun in that guilty clan. It seems Asgard wasn't wrong with their draconic retaliation methods." the Dao King spoke with a flat voice, and a glare at the crying disciples in my room. My dick bounced up and nodded in agreement, so I drew my pants up and smiled innocently.

"As you wish, Dao King Blue Rose. This little Saint can only obey..." I began to say, when she grabbed my hand and we vanished.