Transmigration begins with archery training

The gray-blue sky pressed heavily on Lian Yucheng.

In the central palace of the city, a bronze alchemy furnace, about ten feet tall, stands quietly. The furnace mouth is deep and dark, without any firelight, but it faintly emits a chilling dark red glow.

Beside the furnace, several figures dressed in dark purple robes held bells that were neither gold nor jade, but pale in color, as if they were made of bone.

"Ring...ring...ring..."

The bell rang abruptly, not harsh, but like a malignant sore, carrying a chilling cold that penetrated to the bone, instantly covering the entire city.

The sound of the bell sent a chill through the hearts of the people huddled in corners, hidden under beds, or even standing frozen in the streets. Then, an indescribable, excruciating pain erupted from the depths of their bodies!

"what--"

An old woman huddled in the woodshed suddenly had her shriveled eye sockets burst open, and a black, centipede-like worm, covered in fine barbs, emerged, carrying turbid blood and tears, leaving behind empty eye sockets.

On the street corner, a burly man clutched his arm in agony, as if countless living creatures were writhing and gnawing wildly beneath his skin. With a "ripping" sound, the flesh split open, and dozens of hair-thin, eerily green worms scrambled out.

Similar situations occurred almost simultaneously in various corners of the city.

The sounds of Gu worms bursting through bodies rose and fell, mixed with short, extremely mournful howls, forming a final, poignant elegy of hell on earth.

After leaving their hosts, the densely packed Gu worms converged into streams of viscous, wriggling insects that exuded a strong stench of blood and decay on the streets of the city.

The swarming insects, like an army, voluntarily entered the deep alchemy furnace under the guidance of the bell. Then, driven by the crimson aura, they began to fight each other inside the furnace, making the sound of blood churning.

"Your Majesty!"

The shaman in charge of alchemy bowed and said, "Due to insufficient time, the final effect of the Gu pill will be about 30% worse than expected."

"Ah."

The Prince of Zhenxi asked, "Where are the people in the city? I do not wish for the news of the Gu plague to spread."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty."

The wizard replied, "The remaining poison in those people's bodies is enough to make them suffer to death, it will just take a few days longer."

The Prince of Zhenxi fell silent.

Several hours later, the sounds inside the alchemy furnace suddenly disappeared.

After a brief silence, a purplish-black light, condensed to its fullest extent, shot into the sky.

The radiance subsided, and from the edge of the furnace mouth, a Gu worm slowly crawled out.

It was no bigger than a thumb, its entire body covered in a deep, night-like purplish-black carapace, with patterns naturally engraved on it. Its compound eyes were cold and ruthless, gleaming with a light that could devour everything.

"Your Majesty!"

The wizard exclaimed excitedly, "It's done!"

"Okay!"

The King of Zhenxi made a hand seal with both hands.

The Gu worm leaped onto his shoulder, then its dense limbs wriggled and crawled all the way to his mouth, then down his throat and into his body, all the way to his dantian.

"Om-"

Zhu Liang's body felt as if it had been struck by an invisible giant hammer. He leaned back violently and grabbed the alchemy furnace tightly before he could regain his balance.

Beneath his skin, countless purplish-black veins twisted and spread wildly like living things, instantly covering his neck, cheeks, and limbs.

An indescribable pain struck.

But the King of Zhenxi remained unfazed and quickly adapted to the torment, resuming his hand seals and circulating his cultivation technique to digest the side effects of the Gu pill.

After a cup of tea.

The purplish-black meridians around his body receded like a tide, and a cold purple light belonging to the Gu worm appeared deep in his pupils. An extremely cold and fierce aura burst forth from his dantian!

Become!

"Congratulations, Master, your old injury has healed!"

"Congratulations, Your Highness!"

"..."

"Seventh level of Qi refining."

As the King of Zhenxi felt the surging magical power within his body, his eyes, besides excitement, were filled with more resentment: "The late stage of Qi Refining is already the best in the mortal world, but in the true world of cultivation, it is still just an ant!"

"Master, there's no need to be impatient."

The wizard cupped his hands and said, "In the future, we can hold more similar blood sacrifices during times of war. The mortal world may lack other things, but it has plenty of talented people."

"Ah."

The Prince of Zhenxi took a deep breath, just about to say something, when he heard a strange noise coming from ahead.

Accompanied by the sound of armor breaking and groans, a figure in a white robe dragging a long spear appeared in front of the altar.

The Prince of Zhenxi was not surprised by this person's arrival. Instead, he smiled and took the initiative to say, "Your Excellency has finally arrived."

Where is Aji?

Chen Sanshi asked expressionlessly, "Where are they?"

The Prince of Zhenxi glanced to his side.

General Deng understood immediately.

Under his command.

Several bloodied figures were dragged out of the heavy rain and thrown onto the street like discarded trash.

It turned out to be Aji and his two disciples.

Their faces were deathly pale, their lips were purple, their pupils were dilated, and they were on the verge of death.

Chen Sanshi bent down and examined them, then his face turned grim. Aji and the others were deeply poisoned and their lives were probably in danger.

“I gave them an incurable poison, so they are doomed.”

The King of Zhenxi said coldly, "I don't understand. Fellow Daoist, you are an immortal like me. Why do you care so much about these mortals? You even risked your life to come back for them."

"Fairy?"

Chen Sanshi raised his head and looked at Zhu Liang, who was standing on high, his eyes revealing undisguised contempt: "A piece of trash who barely reached the late stage of Qi Refining by relying on evil cultivation methods dares to call himself an immortal in front of me?"

The Prince of Zhenxi's eyes twitched, then he suppressed his anger and retorted sarcastically, "So, fellow Daoist, you were once a cultivator of a very high realm? Then I'd like to see what kind of supernatural power you have that can stop these mortals from dying before your eyes."

Chen Sanshi ignored him and simply took out silver needles to try to detoxify Aji and the others, but unfortunately, it had no effect.

"It's called...beggar..."

Aji struggled to grasp his hand, each word agonizingly uttered: "Don't worry about us, you...you go...in the next life, I'll...learn martial arts from you again..."

"No need for sentimental words. You saved my life, I owe you one, so I won't let you die now."

As Chen Sanshi spoke, a golden pill appeared in his palm.

Primordial Elixir!

Anyone who possesses spiritual roots can ascend to immortality on the spot after consuming this pill!

But this pill also has another function.

That means it's edible for ordinary people!

Ninety-nine percent of the pills are essentially poisonous because mortals' meridians cannot withstand spiritual energy.

But the Primordial Elixir is an exception.

It can help ordinary people prolong their lives, detoxify all poisons, cure diseases, and even bring the dead back to life.