The First Marquis of Daxuan

"We have done our best, but the damage is too severe to be reversed."

The young man said with some regret, "Such a loyal and devoted demon pet is rare in the world. If I had the chance, I really wouldn't want to watch it die."

"Where is it now? I'll go see it."

Su Mu spoke up.

Although he was now completely weak, he still had some pills on him.

As long as Protector Niu still has a breath left, I can use pills to keep it alive. Once I regain my strength, I will naturally find a way to save it.

The only saving grace now is that he woke up before the Bull Protector truly died.

If the Bull Protector had already died before he woke up, then even he would be powerless to help.

Even if he could travel back in time and die at the hands of the Wilderness Creatures, it would be almost impossible for him to save Protector Niu.

"You know medicine?"

The young man looked at Su Mu with some doubt, "Your condition is not much better than that of the blue ox. Old Song said you can't move around casually, otherwise your injuries may worsen again."

"It's alright, I know my own situation."

Su Mu shook his head slightly and said, "I also know a little about medicine. Take me there to see it; it might still be salvageable."

Although the young man still wanted to refuse, for some reason, when he saw Su Mu's expression, he swallowed back the words of refusal that were on the tip of his tongue.

"Okay, I'll help you to see it."

The young man helped Su Mu up.

Although the young man was only at the Integration Realm, he still had the strength to lift Su Mu up.

He helped Su Mu out of the room and into the courtyard.

Su Mu looked up at the sky and saw four large suns hanging there.

He was slightly puzzled, as he had never experienced a world with four great suns before.

He had absolutely never been here before.

However, he had once heard the Black Dragon Ao Kun say that the world in which the Black Dragon Ao Kun was born had four great suns.

Could it be that after leaving the Desolate Plains, he came to the world where Black Dragon Ao Kun and Xuanxuan Shangren were born?

The spiritual energy concentration in this world has been unusually high for the past four days, no wonder it has produced powerful figures like Xuanxuan Shangren and Black Dragon Ao Kun.

In the large courtyard, there was a cowshed where a blue ox was lying on the hay, its eyes closed and its breathing barely perceptible.

Su Mu, without bothering to observe anything else, approached the cowshed with the help of the young man.

He sat cross-legged in front of the blue ox, his breathing sounding like a broken bellows.

Even after just a few short steps, he felt so exhausted he was about to faint.

His current condition is much worse than expected.

The attacks from the Desolate Creatures were terrifying.

Even he was injured to this extent.

I sighed inwardly.

Su Mu was also somewhat helpless.

He had never been this weak since he embarked on the path of cultivation.

Now, even moving a finger feels incredibly difficult to him.

If he were to encounter an enemy at this moment, he would be at their mercy.

Fortunately, the young man seemed to be a good person.

In this four-day world, those at the Integration Realm are not considered strong, and the place where this young man lives seems to be a very remote location.

Perhaps that's why young people still retain some of their simplicity.

Su Mu took a few deep breaths, and the dizziness gradually disappeared.

The young man also breathed a sigh of relief; he was genuinely worried that Su Mu might run out of breath and faint again.

Old Song said that if this person faints again, he might never wake up again.

“Brother, it’s not that I’m reluctant to treat this ox. I’ve even found some medicinal herbs that I wanted it to take, but it’s reached the point where it can’t take any medicine.”

"That's what the young man said."

“My name is Su Mu, you can just call me by my name.”

Su Mu spoke slowly.

"Could you please help me dig a pool large enough to hold it?"

"this--"

The young man hesitated.

"We will repay your life-saving grace once we recover. It can still be saved, but my strength has not yet recovered, so I will have to trouble you for help."

Su Mu said sincerely.

"I did not mean that."

The young man quickly shook his head and said, "I saved you not to repay you, I just can't stand by and watch you die."

"Fine, since you say you have a way, let's give it another try."

As he spoke, the young man made a hand seal and summoned a flying sword.

Swish swish.

After a loud noise, a huge puddle had been dug out of the ground.

Su Mu then asked the young man to help put the bull protector inside and filled the water pit with water.

At this point, Su Mu had finally regained some of his strength.

He struggled to take out a bottle of pills, feeling as if his soul was being torn apart, and he almost fainted from the pain.

"Pour this pill in."

He spoke to the young man, panting.

Without hesitation, the young man poured the pills directly into the puddle.

The elixir dissolved instantly upon contact with the water, turning the clear water in the pit blood red in an instant, and a rich medicinal fragrance filled the air.

Just then.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and a figure abruptly appeared beside the young man, grabbed his wrist, and snatched the medicine bottle away without saying a word.

The young man looked up in astonishment, and only breathed a sigh of relief after he saw the person's face clearly.

"So it was you, Mr. Song. You almost scared me to death."

The young man said, "I thought it was an old demon from the mountains that had come out."

Mr. Song, what are you doing—"

An elderly man with white hair and beard stood in front of the young man, holding the medicine bottle in his hand and sniffing it intensely.

"Damn it, where did you get this pill?"

How could such a elixir be used on a dying bull demon?
"What a waste!"

The old man with white hair and beard jumped up and down.

The young man was completely bewildered and looked at the old man, "Old Song, what are you talking about?"

"Tell me, where did you get the pills in this bottle?"

The old man stared at the young man and said in a deep voice.

He glanced down into the pit. The blood-red liquid inside was visibly clearing up.

The blood-red liquid seemed to have a life force, seeping into the pores of the blue ox's body. The blue ox, which had been only exhaling and not inhaling, was now able to resume a faint breath.

Although he still hasn't woken up, it seems his life has been saved.

The old man's expression changed, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

He arrived too late; the medicinal properties in the puddle had already been completely absorbed.

Otherwise, he would have been tempted to jump into the puddle to absorb the medicinal properties.

In today's terms—

He sighed inwardly.

Even if he slaughters the green ox now, he won't be able to extract the medicinal properties again.

Now we can only see if this kid has any other pills.

"I--"

The young man hesitated for a moment, his gaze unconsciously drifting towards Su Mu.

He wasn't stupid; he could tell from the old man's reaction that the pill Su Mu had just given him was extraordinary.

However, Su Mu taking out the pills was Su Mu's private matter, and without Su Mu's consent, he didn't know whether he should tell the truth.

Although he didn't say it, his actions betrayed him.

Following his gaze, the old man immediately saw Su Mu sitting cross-legged.

The old man's pupils suddenly contracted.

The young man brought this person back from the mountains, and it was he who helped treat him.

He had already noticed that the injuries on both the man and the bull demon were very strange.

Even with his medical expertise, he couldn't do anything about their injuries.

His words to the young man were meant to comfort him, but in his heart, he had already diagnosed both of them as doomed.

Unexpectedly, this person came back to life.

With so many injuries, he actually survived.

Could it be because—

He glanced at the puddle again. Did this person have such a powerful elixir on him?
"Did you take out this pill? Do you have any other pills on you?"

The old man said in a deep voice.

"So what if I have it? So what if I don't?"

Su Mu replied calmly.

The old man frowned slightly; Su Mu's composure was beyond his expectations.

It's remarkable that someone so badly injured could remain so calm; that's something most people can't do.

Putting himself in Su Mu's shoes, the old man felt that he himself might not be able to remain as calm as Su Mu.

"Your Excellency is seriously injured."

The old man said slowly, "If you have other elixirs, then perhaps I can help you recover as soon as possible."

Thank you.

Su Mu said calmly, "However, I also have some medical knowledge. Now that I'm awake, there's no need to trouble you. I can do it myself."

"One who can heal others cannot heal himself."

The elderly man with white hair and beard stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "What if I insist on treating you?"

His robes fluttered even without wind, making a rustling sound. The young man's expression changed.

"Old Song, you—"

"Shut up!"

The white-haired old man gave a low shout, and a gust of wind directly silenced the young man's words.

The sharp aura even caused the young man to stumble back a few steps, lose his balance, and fall to the ground with a thud.

"Heavenly Profound Realm".

Su Mu said, "Not bad cultivation level."

He seemed to be praising someone, but it gave the impression of an adult commenting on a child, leaving the old man surnamed Song with a look of utter dismay.

Judging from his appearance, the elderly man surnamed Song had white hair and beard and was quite old.

Su Mu looked to be just a young man in his early twenties.

But the impression he gives is that Su Mu is aloof and superior.

A hint of embarrassment and annoyance flashed in the eyes of the elderly man surnamed Song.

"Young man, no matter who you are, your life is hanging by a thread right now."

The old man surnamed Song said coldly, "If you don't know where this place is, then let me tell you, this is the Valley of Oblivion."

This place is surrounded by mountains, making it difficult for ordinary people to reach. Given your current condition, it's impossible for you to leave the Valley of Oblivion, and it's also impossible for others to come here to find you.

The elderly man surnamed Song didn't use the word "threat" in a single word, yet every word he uttered was a threat.

He was telling Su Mu that this place was isolated from the world, and Su Mu's life was in his hands.

The young man's Nascent Soul Realm cultivation was no match for the old man surnamed Song.

"Pity."

Su Mu said, "I only had that one bottle of pills on me, and I've already used it up."

“I examined your body while you were unconscious, and there were no medicine bottles on you.”

The old man surnamed Song snorted coldly, "So you must have some kind of storage weapon on you."

The old man surnamed Song was only at the Heavenly Profound Realm, which might be considered a strongman compared to the young man, but he still couldn't understand Su Mu's realm.

Su Mu's body is a world unto itself, and has even evolved into the prototype of a universe. Let alone a few bottles of pills, it can even hold a planet.

Does he need a storage weapon?
It is impossible for a person to imagine things they have never seen, and this was made concrete in the case of the old man surnamed Song.

"You're too impatient."

Su Mu shook his head slightly and sighed, "Since you saved us, we will naturally repay this life-saving grace after we recover."

If I give you the pill now, then we'll be even.

Are you really going to do this?

Su Mu looked directly at the old man surnamed Song, his tone earnest.

In any case, this old man surnamed Song had treated his injuries before.

"Zhang Dongxu may not understand, but he can't hide it from me."

The old man surnamed Song sneered, "Such a pill is definitely not something you two could possess. You must have discovered the cave of a powerful expert in the mountains, which is why you were injured to this extent, right?"

Don't blame me for being ruthless. The moment I smelled this medicinal fragrance, I had a feeling that the alchemist who refined this pill was unfathomably skilled.

If I obtain the appropriate elixir, my alchemy skills will surely reach a new level, and my cultivation will also advance further.

"My lifespan is nearing its end. Since Heaven has given me this opportunity, I absolutely cannot miss it."

"Old Song, you—"

The young man, Zhang Dongxu, got up from the ground, his face filled with disbelief.

He didn't know why the highly respected Elder Song would do such a thing.

If you want elixirs, you can negotiate with someone to exchange them for other things or buy them.

Isn't this blatant robbery?

Su Mu shook his head at Zhang Dongxu, indicating that it was alright.

With a flick of his wrist, another porcelain bottle appeared in his palm.

Neither Zhang Dongxu nor the elderly man surnamed Song could see clearly where he took it from.

"This bottle of pills is enough to raise both your alchemy skills and cultivation level to a higher level at the same time."

Su Mu slowly said, "The matter of you healing our injuries is settled."

He used the little strength he had just mustered to throw the porcelain bottle away.

The elderly man surnamed Song grabbed him, his expression shifting constantly.

If Su Mu could produce a bottle of pills, he most likely had even more pills on him.

Anyone would think in that direction.

If we kill Su Mu, will he be able to get more pills?
Even if he didn't, killing Su Mu wouldn't have caused him any loss.

The evil thoughts in the old man's heart grew wildly.

The hand gripping the porcelain bottle tightened its grip, almost crushing it.

His expression shifted constantly for several breaths.

He then turned and left.

In the end, he didn't take any action.

Because he had a feeling that if he actually took action, the consequences might not be as he imagined.

As soon as the old man surnamed Song left, the young man Zhang Dongxu came to Su Mu.

"Brother Su, don't blame Old Song, he wasn't always like this."

He was probably nearing the end of his lifespan, and because he was obsessed with alchemy, he lost his mind for a moment upon seeing the novel elixirs.

Zhang Dongxu said somewhat embarrassedly.

"It's alright."

Su Mu shook his head and said calmly, "A bottle of pills is a way of thanking him for healing our injuries earlier."

All things considered, I actually made a profit.

That old man surnamed Song probably still doesn't realize what he missed.

They saved him and the Bull Protector.

Putting aside him, even if it were Protector Niu, a mere glimpse between his fingers would be enough to benefit the old man surnamed Song immensely.

But now, the old man surnamed Song has ruined this opportunity himself.

Although that bottle of pills was enough for the old man surnamed Song to break through to the Heavenly Fate Realm, he originally had the potential to reach the Heavenly Venerable Realm, or even the Dao Saint Realm.

With Su Mu's resources, nurturing a Dao Saint realm expert would be a piece of cake.

Zhang Dongxu, however, unintentionally did something big.

Zhang Dongxu was unaware of Su Mu's identity, which only underscores the value of his actions.

A smile also appeared on Su Mu's face.

"Your name is Zhang Dongxu?"

Su Mu said with a smile, "From now on, I'll call you Brother Zhang."

"Okay."

Zhang Dongxu chuckled, "I don't have many friends in the Valley of Oblivion. If you and Brother Niu can recover, then I'll have two more friends."

"Will do."

Su Mu said firmly, "Brother Zhang, please do me another favor."

"What kind of help do you need? Brother Su, just tell me, as long as it's within my capabilities."

Zhang Dongxu said.

"I'll teach you a formation. Set it up in this courtyard. This formation can gather spiritual energy to help us recover."

Su Mu said.

Although the old man surnamed Song had just given up attacking him, no one could guarantee that he wouldn't change his mind.

Su Mu is currently too weak to fight anyone.

Moreover, once the old man surnamed Song breaks through his cultivation, everyone else in Wangchuan Valley will probably know that he has miraculous pills and medicines.

Su Mu was not clear about the specifics of the Valley of Oblivion, but judging from what the old man surnamed Song had said earlier, it should be a secluded place with many people inside.

He and Niu Hufa, these two outsiders, are bound to attract a lot of attention.

A pill that can help someone break through to the Heavenly Fate Realm is one that would make someone take a huge risk.

With Zhang Dongxu's strength, he simply couldn't protect the two of them.

Therefore, Su Mu had to find a solution himself.

Of course, the formation can gather spiritual energy, so that's not a lie.

"Formation?"

Zhang Dongxu scratched his head somewhat awkwardly, "Brother Su, I don't understand formations, this—"

"It's okay, I'll tell you how to do it, you can just follow the steps."

Su Mu said encouragingly.

…………

As Zhang Dongxu followed Su Mu's instructions step by step to set up the formation.

The old man surnamed Song had returned to his cave dwelling, and he carefully poured out a pill from the porcelain bottle.

"Exquisite craftsmanship, truly exquisite craftsmanship."

The old man surnamed Song stared at the pill with fascination. He had originally wanted to observe it closely and learn about the techniques of pill refining.

But upon seeing the pills, the rich aroma made him unable to control his inner impulses.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he finally couldn't resist the urge. He raised his hand and stuffed the pill into his mouth.

The pill entered my mouth and transformed into a warm current that flowed directly into my abdomen.

boom!
A powerful burst of medicinal power erupted.

The aura emanating from the elderly man surnamed Song exploded instantly and then continued to rise.

In just a few breaths, the old man surnamed Song's aura had already broken through to the Heavenly Fate Realm.

Inside the Valley of Oblivion, countless eyes turned toward the direction of the old man surnamed Song's cave, their expressions varied.

"Old Ghost Song has broken through?"

"Wasn't he nearing the end of his lifespan? How did he suddenly break through? Logically speaking, with his talent, he shouldn't have been able to break through."

"Go and find out how he broke through."

In an instant, everyone in the Valley of Oblivion began to move. (End of Chapter)