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Chapter 636: Chapter 636: Taotie Chapter 636: Chapter 636: Taotie Divine Medicine!

Shi Hao’s mouth was dry with excitement, his heart filled with shock, as he casually took one out of the Pill Furnace and saw, to his disbelief, that it was Divine Medicine.

Intense medicinal fragrance assaulted his nostrils.

It was a radiant purple plant about a foot tall, with small, translucent leaves, each one curving like a purple crescent moon.

It resembled a little tree surrounded by wisps of Misty Spiritual Qi, bearing several purple crescents that were shrouded in a hazy purple mist, extremely vague and beautiful.

“Purple Star Orchid…

it has actually evolved into Divine Medicine.”
This was originally a type of Spiritual Medicine, and though it was said it could evolve, it was expected only to become a top-tier Spiritual Medicine at best.

But this particular plant had transformed into Divine Medicine!

Shi Hao could hardly wait to pick up the fist-sized Pill Furnace and look inside, where the bone-textured, luminous treasure furnace shimmered with flowing light, with dozens of Precious Medicines bursting with Life Essence.

He grabbed another plant, bright red like blood, shaped like a flying swallow with roots, as if carved from blood diamonds, exuding a rich fragrance.

“The legendary quasi-Divine Medicine—Blood Swallow?!” Shi Hao’s mouth hung open in disbelief.

It wasn’t Divine Medicine, but it was close, and the effects wouldn’t be far off.

Inside the Pill Furnace, there were about several dozen medicinal plants.

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Could they all be so heaven-defying?

He could hardly imagine—if they were all Divine or quasi-Divine Medicines, that would be enough to shock the higher realms.

This ancient furnace was too exceptional.

Now he started to wonder, could this fist-high Pill Furnace truly be crafted from True Dragon bones?

The Divine Striking Stone exclaimed in astonishment, finding this situation hard to understand.

Having just one quasi-Divine Medicine could mean the difference between life and death, between flesh and white bone.

Possessing it was like having an extra life.

Such precious medicines were extremely rare, priceless in this world, because once obtained, no one would trade or sell them but would keep them for personal use.

Shi Hao took a deep breath and reached into the Pill Furnace again, determined to see the full extent.

There was no doubt the treasure furnace, despite its small size, could contain mountains and rivers—its internal space was immense.

He pulled out the third medicinal plant.

It was a Spiritual Medicine, not Divine Medicine, which let Shi Hao breathe a sigh of relief, but also left him feeling somewhat disappointed.

The fourth plant, the fifth plant…

Until the thirty-first plant, where a surge of dazzling light broke forth, and a golden old ginseng appeared, humanoid in shape, enticing in fragrance, and radiant all over—another Divine Medicine, the Golden Ginseng!

Shi Hao kept taking out and examining, there were fifty-four plants in total.

Among them, two Divine Medicines, one quasi-Divine Medicine, and fifty-one Spiritual Medicines—this was astonishing!

“The owner of this Pill Furnace is extraordinary, either a divine alchemist or a high-ranking figure of an Immortal Dao Lineage.

Their identity is remarkable!” The Divine Striking Stone made such a judgment.

To possess two Divine Medicines and one quasi-Divine Medicine was incredible.

Even the other plants were rare treasures among Spiritual Medicines, not the ordinary kind you would see, but rather, could be called miraculous herbs, such as Purple Star Orchids, Flowing Gold Age, Falling Moon Flowers, and more.

Such miraculous plants were very rare; if taken for trade, any one of them could be worth many ordinary Spiritual Medicines.

This made Shi Hao overjoyed.

Common Spiritual Medicines could be collected, but these rare miraculous herbs were the hardest to find, and they were exactly what the Shi Clan’s alchemy recipe required.

“This solves a big problem.” This was of great significance for Shi Hao.

After arriving in the higher realms, he wished to reform several major boundaries with the complete Heaven and Earth Laws, and hoped to use the Shi Clan’s alchemy recipe in the process to purify his body.

Perhaps now he could achieve this.

If all went well, he could succeed in a very short time.

Clearly, the master of this Pill Furnace wasn’t interested in ordinary medicines; he had collected only treasures, and the precious medicines that spewed divine halos and burst forth with auspicious light were of immeasurable value!

“What incredible fortune, unimaginable,” said Divine Striking Stone, dredging out the pill furnace from Tianhe and actually reaping such a great reward.

At this moment, both of them seriously suspected that the material of this fist-sized copper cauldron was truly terrifying—it might well be carved from some supreme True Bone.

Shi Hao caressed it, finally sealing the lid of the furnace; the fragrance of the medicines vanished as he sat down to begin healing his wounds.

This had been a perilous incident; although he’d fished out an ancient weapon, he had also sustained severe injuries.

His body was cracked, covered in blood, and some of his bones had been shattered.

This showed just how terrifying Tianhe was; considering Shi Hao’s body was normally as resilient as a diamond, yet he still ended up in such a state.

“Luckily, I didn’t try to retrieve the divine corpse at the heart of the river.

Even gods would have met with disaster,” Shi Hao murmured to himself.

The external injuries weren’t the worst; at the moment, the power of the Curse was fermenting, eroding his sinews and bones, aiming to destroy his Dao foundation and harm his bones and origin.

Fortunately, Shi Hao was strong in himself, and he had plenty of experience in dealing with curses.

He sat there, circulating the Bone Text and refining the power of the curse.

Suddenly, just as he was detached from the world and focused fully on healing, a purple light flew toward him, aiming for the back of his head with fierce and emotionless intent.

It was a scale the size of a palm, incredibly sharp, warping the very fabric of the void—if it struck a person’s head, it would undoubtedly be a fatal blow.

Shi Hao’s eyes flew open abruptly; he swiftly moved sideways, dodging the lethal attack while lightning enveloped his body, forming a protective barrier.

“Quite the fast reaction, not bad for a youngster,” remarked an elder who appeared on the riverbank, dressed in gray, his body hunched and his hair all white, his eyes flickering.

Shi Hao felt a surge of anger within him; had it not been for his keen instincts and perception, he certainly would have been killed.

This elder was very strong and far from ordinary.

Divine Striking Stone felt it had lost face as it was meant to be helping guard Shi Hao; unexpectedly, such an elder had arrived unannounced and inaudible, and immediately scolded, “Old man, do you still have any shame, launching a sneak attack on a junior like this?”
The elder merely smiled slightly and said, “This old man was just testing you out; you two are indeed extraordinary.”
Shi Hao didn’t speak, closely observing and growing more alarmed; the elder’s face was covered with characters, obviously severely cursed, with his very life hanging in the balance.

This was a powerful being who had ignited divine flames!

Shi Hao’s heart pounded rapidly, arriving at such a conclusion; if it weren’t for the elder being struck by the curse and in such terrible condition, he would have been much more powerful.

“You’ve tested us; you can go now,” Shi Hao said.

“My young friend, you’ve picked up something belonging to my clan; please return it,” said the elder with a smile.

“What thing?” Shi Hao asked.

“That earthen-yellow, fist-sized pill furnace belongs to my martial uncle; he unfortunately fell into Tianhe and perished not long ago.

Please return it,” said the elder, his smile thickening.

Divine Striking Stone immediately flew into a rage upon hearing this, saying, “Shameless!

Was your martial uncle an ancient being, then?

A sneak attack is one thing, but now you’re trying to claim the pill furnace too; get lost!”
When Shi Hao had retrieved the pill furnace, the lightning that burst forth was so intense that it had caused a commotion too great, alarming this lifeform that had ignited divine flames, who had observed it all in secret.

“My young friend, don’t be unreasonable.

This truly is a sacred object of my clan; please return it,” the elder said, pressing forward, emitting a hint of Divine Fire from around his body.

He dared not use it too freely, for he had suffered an extremely serious curse; if not for the support of a treasured artifact, he would have died long ago.

“Shameless!” Shi Hao had only these two words, as it was clear the other party was blatantly lying in their attempt to take this mysterious Pill Furnace.

“Hand it over!” The old man stretched out his hand, his face wearing a cold smile, no longer hiding his intentions, he was about to make his move.

“Am I invisible here or what?

I’ve had enough.” The Divine Striking Stone lit up and then transformed into a streak of light as it shot through the air with a whoosh, shouting, “Lightning fist!”
It released hundreds, even thousands, of lightning bolts.

After swallowing that strange rock, it possessed the Thunderous Force, and it was terrifyingly powerful.

Accompanied by a cry of surprise, the old man staggered backward, his face showing disbelief.

He was extremely strong and quick to react, but he still failed to dodge.

He took a solid blow to the forehead, where a large bump appeared, blood oozing out, and his hair stood on end and blackened, the result of the lightning strikes.

It should be known that he was a being who had ignited divine flames.

Although he had suffered a curse and his strength had drastically diminished, it was still hard for him to accept this outcome.

“The legendary…

Divine Striking Stone, said to be unerringly accurate with each hit!” Finally, he came to his senses, recognizing the origin of the Divine Striking Stone, his eyes immediately lighting up.

“Don’t let them go, hold them here,” someone called out from a distance as a young man in a purple robe arrived, accompanied by several people, all with characters on their faces and severely cursed.

Shi Hao recognized the newcomer; it was the overbearing Taotie Clan youth he had encountered upon entering Demon Island.

This youth was very powerful and aspired to reach the Immortal Grave.

In his hand, he held a piece of white jade bamboo, comprising thirteen segments but only one meter long, and about as thick as a finger, lustrous and translucent, emanating a pure sacred light.

“Evil-warding Divine Bamboo!” Shi Hao was surprised.

This was one of the rarest plants in the world, believed to have the power to ward off evil and the ability to avoid curses.

Such a thing was extremely rare, and it could take many years to find one.

It could not be cultivated, only produced naturally by the heavens and the earth.

Evil-warding Divine Bamboo would grow a segment every five hundred years.

The piece in the young Taotie clansman’s hands had thirteen segments, and though it was only one meter long, it had grown for six thousand five hundred years.

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These people were able to make it this far thanks to this piece of pure white Evil-warding Divine Bamboo; otherwise, they would have been tainted with curses and died long ago.

Despite this, every one of them had their faces covered in peculiar characters, and the bamboo itself was full of cracks and its divine power greatly diminished, soon to be destroyed.

These people had set out before Shi Hao and had been ahead of him, aiming to get close to the Immortal Grave.

Eventually, seeing their treasured bamboo damaged, they had no choice but to return.

On their way back, they just happened to see Shi Hao fetching the Pill Furnace.

“This Pill Furnace is very mysterious, truly extraordinary,” said another old man beside the purple-robed youth.

“You are being too overbearing,” said Shi Hao coldly.

“I can’t be bothered with too much nonsense, hand over the treasured furnace promptly, and perhaps I might consider sparing your life,” the young Taotie Clan powerhouse said coldly.

He was in an incredibly foul mood, having used a divine treasure of his clan yet still unable to reach close to the Immortal Grave, making him utterly frustrated.

On their way back, seeing such an opportunity, he naturally wanted to seize it.

“Will you die if you’re not so arrogant?” the Divine Striking Stone shouted loudly, extremely annoyed.

“Kill him and bring me the Pill Furnace along with that stone,” the Taotie youth in the purple robe sneered.

They had two beings who had ignited divine flames among them, more than enough to deal with Shi Hao.

The old man beforehand, wearing a faint smile, said, “Young friend, if you return the Pill Furnace to our clan, we can still negotiate.”
Another old servant stepped forward, his face covered with Curse Runes, making his smile seem very eerie.

“Don’t mislead yourself.”
“I’ve never tasted Taotie meat before; I wonder what it tastes like,” muttered Shi Hao to himself.

“You’re seeking death!” shouted the purple-robed youth, gesturing with his hand for them to take action, to kill Shi Hao quickly as he didn’t want to waste any more time here.

However, to their surprise, Shi Hao became even more proactive, taking the initiative to strike first, but not at the people.

Instead, he directed a punch at the river water.

“Not good!”
The two old servants who had ignited divine flames were scared out of their wits, both screaming in alarm before instantly retreating and rushing towards the distance.

The purple-robed youth and others were also terrified, their faces ashen.

“Have you gone mad?!”
This course of action was certain death, even if it were possible to block the lightning with a supreme Treasured Artifact, it could not defend against that Curse, which would bring about a calamitous fatality.

Shi Hao scoffed coldly and did not respond.

He immediately opened the lid of the Pill Furnace, charged in with the Divine Striking Stone, and then flew away, steering the precious cauldron.

“Dong!”
The lightning struck down, thousands upon thousands of bolts, endless and inexhaustible.

Besides that, there was a dense Curse that engulfed the whole area.

“Ah…” From a distance came a scream of agony, evidently, someone from the purple-robed youth’s group had turned to ash in an instant and perished.

At the same time, Shi Hao also felt his hairs stand on end.

The infinite heavenly lightning outside battered the Pill Furnace so violently that it trembled intensely and roared with thunder, its interior continuously glowing as characters emerged without end.

It should be known that he had not even touched the center of the river, still just a punch towards the riverbank, yet it still triggered such a horrifying outcome.

Even if a deity arrived, they would be killed because this lightning contained a trace of Immortal Dao Aura!

Fortunately, the Pill Furnace was incredibly mysterious and managed to defend against it.

Shi Hao and the others were hiding inside and were temporarily safe.

The lightning was endless, lasting for a good half a quarter of an hour before the skies cleared of lightning, and the area was quiet once again.

Shi Hao cautiously lifted the cauldron’s lid and surfaced.

He stumbled and fell to the ground.

Although the lightning was gone, the Curse had not dissipated, still enveloping the precious cauldron, silently waiting for him to emerge.

Immediately, Shi Hao sat down cross-legged, enduring all the Curses alone, exerting all his Dao strength in resistance.

Blood kept spurting from his mouth, and several times he nearly fainted, his Flame of Life dimming, almost extinguished.

For a full day and night, he finally exhaled deeply, slowly regaining some semblance of vitality.

It had been too dangerous — he had almost perished right there and then.

Afterward, he sat down cross-legged again, taking two days and nights to heal, gradually recovering, his spirit improving, his body glowing.

“Eh, you lot are quite lucky.” Shi Hao went searching and found that the purple-robed youth and the old man who had attacked him at the beginning and demanded the Pill Furnace were still alive, each clinging to a broken piece of the Evil-warding Divine Bamboo.

Others turned to ash in the lightning or died from the Curse.

Additionally, on the ground were six or seven ancient weapons, all shattered into fragments.

Originally rare treasures, but now destroyed in an instant.

“You…” The purple-robed youth and the old man looked as if they had seen a ghost when they saw Shi Hao approaching, and they were filled with despair.

The two had destroyed all their Magic Artifacts to block the lightning but were gravely injured and afflicted with serious Curses, struggling to move even a bit as they lay dying here.

And yet they saw Shi Hao unharmed!

“Chi!”
Shi Hao emitted a beam of light that pierced through the old man’s forehead, ending his life, then grabbed the purple-robed youth and said, “I’ve never eaten Taotie flesh before.

Later, after removing your Curse, I’ll have a taste to see what it’s like.

Of course, that’s assuming you quickly transform back to your true form, or else it won’t be very satisfying to chew.”
Three days later, Shi Hao traveled tirelessly and finally arrived at the deepest part of the Tianhe River.

In a trance, he saw a massive ancient tomb, where all the river waters converged!

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