Reborn right after ascending to immortality?

Chapter 26 Mei Jun's Way of Passing the Test

Daze Township.

Wang Family Cellar.

Deep inside the cellar were rows of oil cans, from which dark black petroleum seeped.

The Taoist disciples extracted the oil and transported it to Wang Xuanyang via oil tankers. The latter then poured the impure oil into a furnace to purify it, leaving traces of oil everywhere in the cellar.

This is the first view Mei Yun saw when she opened her eyes.

Then he realized that the Wang family were oil smuggling tycoons.

Petroleum is also known as 'fairy oil'.

It is the essence transformed from the remains of ancient divine beasts, whose souls were attached to the remains. After hundreds of thousands of years of accumulation and sedimentation, it finally emerged as a special spiritual spring from the depths of the Nine Netherworlds.

They are known as raw materials for the modern cultivation industry.

Every drop is incredibly precious.

For Mei Yun, who was penniless, this was all money!

This isn't a cellar, it's a treasure trove filled with spirit stones!

Could he steal a jar to take home? Under the combined influence of the Illusory Realm and the red rope and copper coins, he forgot that it was an exam and only thought about how to steal a jar to take home.

Mei Yun has successfully evolved into Mei Jun.

"What Miss Su said was indeed true; Mei Yun froze as soon as she saw the blood."

On the viewing platform, a righteous young master chuckled, "This is supposed to be an innate sword physique?"

More than a decade ago, the Mei family produced a rare innate sword physique, putting immense pressure on the younger generation of Kunlun.

The young men who originally considered themselves sword prodigies lost their confidence when the name of Young Master Mei was mentioned, and dared not call themselves sword geniuses.

Now, hearing from Miss Su that her fiancé is terrified of blood and faints at the sight of it, and doesn't even dare to kill a chicken, the gloom dissipated, and the heavy weight in her heart was finally lifted.

"But the look in his eyes doesn't seem like fear."

The disciples of the Wensuan Sect were skilled at observing auras and expressions. After carefully observing Mei Yun's expression, they sensed that something was amiss.

"Why do I feel like he looks excited when he sees blood?"

"Amidst the excitement, was there also a hint of longing?"

"Didn't they say he faints at the sight of blood? How come he hasn't fainted yet?"

Seeing that Mei Yun hadn't made a move for a long time, more and more people realized that something was wrong.

Let alone a mentally ill person with severe hemophobia, even a normal person would feel uncomfortable in front of this pool of blood.

On the contrary, Young Master Mei's face showed no discomfort; instead, he looked radiant and couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.

The look in his eyes, especially at the blood can, was one of excitement, as if he were seeing hundreds of thousands of spirit stones—it could even be described as greed.

Mei Jun's undisguised greedy gaze even made the old demon who had been indulging in the path of bloodlust for many years feel a chill run down his spine—even sacrificing 100,000 people wouldn't produce such a pure gaze!
This is more like hemophobia than hemocontrol.

On the viewing platform, the righteous disciples had already stirred up quite a stir.

Could it be that Miss Su is lying?
Or perhaps Mei Yun's so-called hemophobia was an act, and he was actually playing dumb to deceive others.
"This isn't right."

Su Bai was also somewhat flustered. This was completely different from the Mei Yun she remembered, but given the current situation, she had no choice but to persevere.

"Don't panic, everyone. This guy is just putting on a brave face."

Not to mention the younger generation, even several elders of the Dao Xuan Sect were caught up in the discussion.

If Mei Yun did not suffer from a severe inner demon, this innate sword body would be of great value to the Kunlun righteous path.
It should be put back on the scale and weighed again.

"Let's continue and see what kind of character this child has."

Mei Yun came to her senses and realized that what she was seeing was not oil, since oil doesn't flow from a person's body.

This must be blood.

However, Brother An used a method to reconcile his own understanding with common sense.

They naturally viewed blood as oil.

Although she had considered this, the hypnotic effect of the Red God Coin had not disappeared. Rationally, it should be blood, but instinctively and emotionally, Mei Yun would still regard it as oil.

Without the fear of blood, Mei Yun was able to calmly consider the current situation.

“Kill the head of the Wang family.”

This thought still lingered in Mei Yun's mind. He slightly closed his eyes, carefully observing the Wang family patriarch—

Wang Xuanyang had been taking Human Rejuvenation Pills for many years, and his cultivation level was close to Core Formation. However, he had lost his own realm, and even with the help of his Innate Sword Body, he could not defeat his opponent.

The Wang family doesn't just have Wang Xuanyang; they also have many trusted experts in the Foundation Establishment stage. Two fists can't fight against four hands.

The key is,

What if they also have the background of some ancient ancestor? Even though her memories have been temporarily sealed, the wariness of an ancient ancestor has been deeply engraved in Mei Yun's instincts.

This can't be done by force; we have to use strategy and take it slowly.

To improve one's status within the clan.

He then realized the truth of the illusion:

The path of cultivation is like being a person; one cannot act impulsively, but must accumulate knowledge gradually and steadily, reducing excess and supplementing deficiency.

If you encounter a powerful enemy that you cannot defeat, you should temporarily retreat, avoid their sharp edge, and seek another opportunity.

"Lord Patriarch."

Mei Yun saw that the Wang family was extracting bones and blood from people they were grabbing, refining pills without any scruples and exploiting them to the point of exhaustion, and it looked like they were about to harm a pitiful mother and daughter.

He then suggested,
"This is unacceptable."

Wang Xuanyang stopped what he was doing, raised his head, and looked coldly at Mei Yun. Tentacles spread out from under his Taoist robe, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

He's a demonic cultivator; he'd kill even his own bloodline without hesitation!

"The disappearance rate in Dazexiang has been rising year by year, and it is already the highest among the surrounding townships. If this continues, it may attract the attention of the imperial court, which will ultimately have a negative impact."

"That's one of them."

Mei Yun said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Moreover, when we catch refugees, we drain all their blood and bone marrow, which is beneficial to the development of my Wangjia Village."

"But in the long run, this is just a case of draining the pond to catch all the fish; the refugees of Taize Township will eventually be completely drained."

“This is the second one.”

"Once the refugees are all killed, they'll turn on the villagers; once the villagers are all killed, they'll kill the villagers; and once the villagers are gone too..."

Mei Yun analyzed the situation logically and with evidence:
"At that time, the Wang family members, who will already be addicted to elixirs, will inevitably turn against each other and take the blood of their own relatives, which is an act of self-destruction!"

That seems to make some sense.

Wang Xuanyang retracted his tentacles, his expression turning cold. "Then tell me what to do? Cultivating immortality is defying the heavens, and our clan's cultivation is inseparable from blood sustenance!"

Then Mei Yun calmly said, "It was like a thunderbolt from the blue."
"We can organize blood donation drives for the whole township regularly!"

The sound was not loud, but it was like thunder, resounding throughout the world.

The shock was so great that Wang Xuanyang suddenly understood and felt a chill run down his spine.

He's been running his family business and cultivating the bloodline for so many years, how come he never thought of the idea of ​​voluntary blood donation!

“Tell me in detail, my child,” Wang Xuanyang said quickly.

"We regularly organize blood and bone marrow donations for the entire township every month. There is a drought outside right now, so although it is free, we give out ten eggs and half a bag of rice for every 100 milliliters of blood donated."

"Those who donate a lot of blood will also receive a bottle of cooking oil. The villagers can't resist this offer!"

Mei Yun calmly analyzed, "This is a win-win situation."

“That makes sense.” Wang Xuanyang nodded.

"Once we have enough Human Rejuvenation Pills and the population of Taize Township has recovered from the famine and is thriving, we can proceed with the second step of our plan—"

Mei Yun continued, never one to be outrageous, "We'll give the Rejuvenating Elixir to the villagers to eat!"

Wang Xuanyang was immediately puzzled.

"Although taking large doses of the Human Rejuvenation Pill may have the miraculous effect of ascending to immortality, the basic effect of this pill is to cure all diseases."

"Simply crush a single pill of the Rejuvenating Pill, add water to make a medicinal soup, and a bowl of it has the miraculous effect of reviving the dead and bringing the bones back to life."

Only by consuming large amounts of the Human Rejuvenation Pill can one grow horns and tentacles like Wang Xuanyang. He only needs to drink a small bowl to easily expel the trace amount of toxins.

Mei Yun's eyes gleamed with wisdom. "Villagers who have donated blood many times can have priority to drink a bowl of medicinal soup if they encounter a life-threatening illness!"

Wang Xuanyang held his breath, his whole body trembling slightly with excitement. He had already vaguely guessed Mei Yun's purpose.

"This will encourage villagers to donate blood more often. The more blood they donate, the more diseases they can treat. The more diseases they can treat, the more people they can help. And the more people they help, the more blood they can donate."

Mei Yun said loudly, "Then we can achieve snowballing growth and win-win results."

“That makes a lot of sense.” Wang Xuanyang took out his notebook and started taking notes.

"Next is the final step, and also the most crucial one."

"Then we can promote it—"

Mei Yun said in a deep voice, his expression inscrutable, as he lowered his voice.

"Donating blood in moderation is good for your health!"

Wang Xuanyang thought Mei Yun was simply a genius!
"You're absolutely right!"

(End of this chapter)