Chapter 1034 — The Young Heavenly Sovereign Relies on His Elders
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" The Alchemist said with a smiling face, "I have noticed that your soul is too weak—weaker even than an ordinary person's. So I will use a little treasure of mine to nourish your soul. Shen'er went through the same thing back then.
It will be fine, it will be fine. . . " As those toxic things entered the tub, Shu Jun immediately felt a piercing agony come from his soul, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.
The Alchemist checked the toxicity in the tub. "Over the years, I have helped quite a few ordinary people become divine ability users, and you too will become one with my assistance. . . Your body seems too powerful; I need to add a bit more of my little treasure.
. .
" After a long while, the Alchemist produced a silver needle and thrust it at Shu Jun's skin; the needle punctured through.
"Now that your body has softened, you can try to open the Primal Embryo Divine Treasury. " The Alchemist let out a breath and glanced at Shu Jun in the tub, only to see this Creator foaming at the mouth, already without breath. He hurriedly ran outside, crying loudly, "Shen'er, Shen'er!
Come quickly!
That big-headed youth you brought—I poisoned him dead without watching closely enough! His soul has left his body! " Shen Mu rushed over at top speed, and without a word drove the Soul-Summoning Art, drawing Shu Jun's soul back and striking it into Shu Jun's body.
"Grandpa Alchemist, did you put in too much poison again? " The Alchemist's face reddened slightly.
"His body's strength was too high, so I added a bit more medicine.
Who knew his cultivation would be so poor. . . " In the medicinal tub, Shu Jun rolled his eyes back once more, his soul leaving his body.
Shen Mu hurriedly summoned his soul again and struck it back into his body, then used the Dark Demon Metamorphosis Art to seal Shu Jun's soul within him, saying rapidly, "First detoxify him! " The two of them worked frantically for quite a while, and at last cleared part of the poison from Shu Jun's body, and only then did they set their minds at ease.
Shu Jun came slowly back to his senses. Though with the Alchemist's help he had opened his first divine treasury, the Primal Embryo Divine Treasury, he feared the man in the bronze mask like a tiger, not daring to go near him.
When the Alchemist called him over for tea, Shu Jun sat ill at ease, glancing this way and that, cold sweat constantly springing up on his forehead; only with Shen Mu at his side did he dare drink the tea the Alchemist had brewed.
At long last, Shen Mu mastered the Blind Elder's cultivation method. To the Alchemist he said, with deep earnestness, "Grandpa Alchemist, Grandpa Deaf has already walked out his own path.
I have learned his cultivation method and established the Painting Dao Heavenly Palace.
Now only the Medicine Heavenly Palace remains. As the saying goes, if the elders do not strive, the young will sorrow in vain.
If Grandpa Alchemist does not strive in his cultivation, I will be bullied out there too. You see.
. . "