The Birth of Miraculous Medicine
Secrets of the Dantian
Qingyun Sect.
Atop Chixiao Peak, Taoist Qingxuan emerged from seclusion.
He preached once a week for two hours.
Followed by one hour of answering his disciples’ cultivation questions.
Under the ancient pine tree at the peak, dozens of inner disciples gathered.
At the end of the sermon—
Lu Changtian stepped forward.
After kneeling respectfully, he raised his head and asked:
“Master, I heard that Sect Master Wu’s direct disciple, Zhao Lingtian, had his Dantian shattered by a demon cultivator. The Sect Master is willing to spend a fortune to restore it. But… is there truly no way to repair a Dantian?”
Silence fell.
Many disciples’ expressions shifted subtly.
Zhao Lingtian wasn’t the only one with a broken Dantian.
There was also their former Fifth Junior Sister—Li Qingran.
Taoist Qingxuan narrowed his eyes.
He stroked his beard, his voice calm but firm:
“The Dantian is not irreparable. But it requires an ancient magic medicine. Without it, repairing a Dantian is harder than ascending to the heavens!”
Lu Changtian’s breath hitched.
“Master, may I ask… what is this magic medicine?”
Taoist Qingxuan’s gaze sharpened.
“Hunyuan Bu Tian Dan.”
A hush fell over the disciples.
Even the name radiated power.
“A divine medicine!”
Taoist Qingxuan continued:
“A cultivator’s Dantian is fixed at birth.
Some are strong, some are weak—but it is unchangeable.
However—in ancient times, when spiritual energy was still abundant, the Dantian was classified into nine grades.
- Ninth grade was the weakest.
- First grade was the strongest—capable of refining spiritual energy at incredible speeds.
Back then, a cultivator’s fate could be determined just by their Dantian’s quality.
Now, with spiritual energy thinning, the impact of the Dantian is less noticeable.
But at the peak of cultivation, a high-grade Dantian can make all the difference.“
“Then, Master, what grade do you think my Dantian is?”
Zhang Hanxiao stepped forward proudly, patting his stomach twice.
He was confident.
His cultivation speed was decent.
His spiritual energy felt powerful.
Taoist Qingxuan barely glanced at him.
He sneered.
“You?”
“Not of grade.”
Zhang Hanxiao: “…”
Laughter erupted under the pine tree.
Zhang Hanxiao’s face darkened.
He wanted to disappear into the earth.
But then—
“What are you all laughing at?” Taoist Qingxuan’s voice turned cold.
“None of you are of grade either.
Except for Lu Changtian, whose Dantian barely reaches seventh grade.
Had you lived in the ancient era, you wouldn’t even be inner disciples.
You’d be outer sect servants, cleaning up the feces of spirit beasts.“
The laughter died instantly.
Taoist Qingxuan continued:
“The Dantian is a fixed number. Once shattered, it is like spilled water—impossible to recover.
However…
The heavens have four and nine changes—but leave one chance.
A great alchemist of ancient times discovered a way to defy this fate.
Through a secret refinement method, he created the Hunyuan Bu Tian Dan.
This pill could turn the fixed number into a variable.
It could restore a shattered Dantian.
Even enhance its quality.
And that is only the ordinary Hunyuan Bu Tian Dan.
As for the immortal-grade version…
Only that ancient alchemist knew its full effects.”
The Race for the Pill
Excitement filled the disciples’ eyes.
An immortal-grade Hunyuan Bu Tian Dan?
If they could obtain one, their cultivation would skyrocket!
Lu Changtian clenched his fists.
“Master! Next month, an ancient secret realm will open in Zhongzhou.
There are rumors of ancient battlefield ruins and hidden alchemy caves inside.
Could there be a Hunyuan Bu Tian Dan there?”
Taoist Qingxuan nodded.
“You may try your luck.”
But inwardly, he was doubtful.
A pill this rare—even in ancient times—was unlikely to be found in a mere secret realm.
Still, the experience alone was valuable.
“That concludes today’s lecture. Return to your caves.”
Taoist Qingxuan waved his sleeve, signaling dismissal.
But then—
Boom!
A pillar of green light erupted into the sky.
The World Shakes
Above Wanqing Mountain, the clouds were blown away.
The green light pierced the heavens, forming a divine column.
The entire Cangyun Realm turned its eyes toward it.
“Spiritual light transforming into a pillar… medicinal aura soaring into the sky… This…
This is the birth of a miraculous pill!”
“Wanqing Mountain! Quickly! If we hurry, we might still obtain it!”
“A pill of this caliber can advance cultivation by leaps and bounds!”
Atop Chixiao Peak, Taoist Qingxuan’s eyes snapped open.
In an instant—
He took off, flying straight toward the light.
Other sect leaders from nearby peaks followed.
Throughout Cangyun Realm, countless cultivators rushed toward Wanqing Mountain.
A Hidden Miracle
Meanwhile—
A small notification popped up on Chen Huaian’s screen.
[The birth of an Immortal-Grade Hunyuan Bu Tian Dan will cause a disturbance in all directions.
Would you like to recharge 18¥ to conceal the secret?]
Chen Huaian: “…”
“So, you’re saying I basically just lit up a beacon that says ‘TREASURE HERE!’ to the entire cultivation world?!”
His map quickly filled with red dots—
Enemy cultivators incoming.
Chen Huaian’s eye twitched.
He had already spent 90,000 yuan on this damn game.
And now—they wanted another 18 yuan to fix their mess?!
“Can’t you give me ONE free function?!”
Grumbling, he recharged.
[Concealing the secret…]
The green light vanished.
The medicinal aura dispersed.
The approaching cultivators froze in midair.
Taoist Qingxuan furrowed his brows.
He swept the area with spiritual sense—but found nothing.
“…Did it disappear? Was I too late?”
His consciousness swept over a small hut.
Inside—
A familiar figure.
Li Qingran.
Taoist Qingxuan’s expression darkened.
“So… she’s still here.”
“Hmph. Do you think lingering in Wanqing Mountain will let you return to the sect?”
Displeased, he turned and left.
One by one, the other sect leaders withdrew.
Their hunt for the miraculous pill ended in failure.
They had no idea…
That the divine pill they sought—
Lay on a simple wooden table.
And beside it—
A terrified girl sat, completely stunned.
