Volume 1: Frost Star City Chapter 139: Dan Master Palace's Confession

  The Alchemy Department is located in a whole courtyard, with more than a dozen buildings of varying sizes in the front and back, unlike the Mineralogy Department, which only has a single classroom, along with several other unpopular subjects crammed together.

  Su Dong listened carefully and found out that anyone in the Wudang can learn to refine Dan, but if they don't belong to the Dan-refining sect, they need to spend a lot of Ling crystals. Currently, the strongest Dan master in the Dan-refining sect is Gong Zibai, who is a rare seventh-rank great Dan master in this world. If Su Dong wants to find him, he needs to pay seven white Ling crystals per hour as remuneration.

  Gritting his teeth, Su Dong still decided to go find the strongest alchemist in the Dan system, although it would cost a lot of money, but after all, his cultivation was at stake, and he could help Su Dong figure out why the black wood fern had mutated, and what kind of effect this fruit had.

  There is a special reception for collecting money in the alchemy system. Su Dong paid seven white spirit crystals and received a small note, which stated that Su Dong was qualified to occupy one hour of Palace Self-White Master's time.

  The door was opened, and Gong Zi Bai was seen wearing a green long shirt, white and plump, with an air of nobility. He was actually quite affable.

  He took over Su Dong's note and glanced at it, then casually threw it aside and let Su Dong sit down on the opposite side of the table.

  There was a draft on the table that hadn't been finished yet. Su Dong glanced at it and said casually, "The writing isn't bad, but unfortunately, it lacks style."

  Jing Zibai was taken aback and smiled, asking: "Style? What's that?"

  Su Dong thought for a moment, picked up the pen on the table, dipped it in ink and wrote down the four characters "Ming Jing Zhi Shui".

  Su Dong learned from his honest grandfather and wrote a good hand, his words can't be described in style. It's simply **!

  Throw down the goose hair hard pen, Su Dong pointed to his own words and said: "This is style, consistent before and after, blending and penetrating, but when looking at each character separately, each one has its own characteristics."

  Gong Zibai was stunned for a long time, with a surprised expression on his face. After all, in this world, there is no such thing as calligraphy, and everyone's writing looks almost the same, square and upright, without any distinctive features.

  "It's indeed very distinctive. But when these characters are combined, they don't look out of place at all. I never knew characters could be written like this?" said Gong Zibai, somewhat in a daze.

  Su Dong said, "I don't understand either, I just thought that writing like this would look better."

  Gong Zi Bai smiled and said: "It's quite an interesting way of thinking, what brings you to find me?"

  Su Dongdao said: "I inadvertently obtained a fruit of Hei Mu Ze, I would like to ask the master to take a look."

  Gong Zibai was taken aback, and asked in a questioning tone: "Hei Mu Jue? A second-grade spiritual herb, grassy, with a yin-cold attribute. You're not joking, are you? Is this thing worth using seven White Ling Crystals to have me appraise?"

  Su Dong quietly took out that strange fruit and placed it on the table, saying: "I think if we can figure this out, it's still worth it."

  Gong Zibai saw Su Dong's fruit and was immediately stunned, because he had never seen this thing before.

  The fruit of the black wood fern presents a rare purple color, like a date, and is significantly larger than the ordinary black wood fern fruit. The ordinary black wood fern has a small body, so the fruit obtained is like a cherry pit.

  "Is this the fruit of Hei Mu Lan?" asked Gong Zi Bai with wide eyes.

  "Yes, I picked it myself from the black wood fern." Su Dong said affirmatively, but he didn't mention that the black wood fern had grown into a big tree.

  Shaking his head, Gong Zibai said: "You really opened my eyes today, not to mention the strange characters you wrote, but also a strange black wood fern fruit. If I'm not mistaken, the black wood fern you encountered must have mutated, otherwise how could it produce such a strange thing."

  "This fruit has been in my hands for quite some time. I've never figured out what it's used for, and I'm reluctant to eat it, now it's become a dilemma."

  "Did you eat it?" Gong Zibai shook his head and said: "I don't understand its properties. Eating it rashly is not appropriate, and it may cause big problems."

  Gong Zibai stared blankly at the fruit of Hei Mu Jue, muttering to himself: "A variant spiritual medicine is hard to come by, even among a hundred million there may not be one. You've really got me stumped. There's only one fruit, if I take it apart to analyze it, I'll end up destroying a precious object for nothing. If I don't take it apart to analyze it, then I won't be able to determine its efficacy."

  After some thought, Gong Zibai said to Su Dong: "How about this? The academy has a spiritual field, and it's a very high-level spiritual field. I'll allocate a piece of land from the spiritual field for you, plant this thing in it, and see what happens. If after several months we harvest more than one fruit, we can dig up one of them and analyze its pharmacological structure."

  Su Dong thought for a moment and felt that this method was not bad either. This fruit was one-of-a-kind, eating it away like this would be a waste, and also too risky. Planting several more wouldn't do any harm to himself either.

  "But let's make one thing clear, I don't care about the planting process, I'm only responsible for analysis. You'd better go ask someone from the Agricultural Department to help you with this, if anything goes wrong, I won't be held responsible." Gong Zibai added.

  Su Dong nodded and said: "Alright, I'll do as you say. Give me a piece of spiritual land and I'll plant it to see what happens."

  ……

  Taking advantage of the fact that it was still daylight, Su Dong and Gong Zibai arrived at the location of the Spiritual Fields in the Qidian Academy.

  The fields are built along the valley, each about a dozen or so mu in size, square and neat, lined up in rows.

  The southern weather is hot, and three seasons of spiritual rice and spiritual medicine can be planted in a year. At this moment, some spiritual fields have been harvested, while others are still lush green. Compared to the north, which can only harvest once a year, it is undoubtedly more suitable for the development of spiritual agriculture in the south.

  "Gong Zibai pointed to one of the blocks that had just been harvested and reorganized, saying: 'Just this one, the ones in front are spiritual farming system's spiritual fields, not within my jurisdiction.'"

  This piece of land is not small, it's a full fifteen mu. Su Dong said: "This piece of land is too big, we can't use that much."

  "Gong Zibai said: 'You can use it if you want, I didn't even know there was a black wood fern here, I'm really ashamed. You can ask the people from Ling Nong Society to help you plant some spiritual valley spiritual medicine, and when you harvest it, it's all yours. You can use it to exchange for the academy's spiritual crystal, which is also a kind of compensation for you.'"

  After finishing speaking, Gong Zibai took out paper and pen again, wrote two lines of words and handed them to Su Dong. He said: "If I didn't help you at all, I absolutely can't accept your spiritual crystal. You take this thing there, they will return the spiritual crystal three times to you."

  Su Dong was taken aback, never expecting Old Palace to be so generous, giving him a free spiritual field and even tripling the return of his own spiritual crystals. This way, Su Dong had made a huge profit.

  "Master, just a few spiritual crystals, it's already considered as a student showing respect to you, I really can't accept this." Su Dong said sincerely.

  Gong Zibai burst out laughing, Su Dong was a man who knew how to talk and write a good poem, which made Old Man Gong very pleased.

  "Will I lack this thing? What a joke, with my Seventh-Order Dan Master qualifications, I can easily make a fortune anywhere. The reason I'm here is because when I was young, I received kindness from my previous master and promised him that I would return to the academy to take his place."

  "So I'm not here for the money, and I've never cared about these few pieces of spiritual crystal. It's actually you as a student who finds it hard to earn them, and keeping them will have other uses too. I also spent many years at the Seeking Dao Academy, so I understand the difficulties of being a student."

  The old eunuch refused to accept it, and Su Dong didn't show much politeness either, so he put his note away.

  "From now on, don't mention money to me again. If you have any problems, just come find me, no matter what it is, as long as I can help, I won't decline." Gong Zibai instructed.

  It wasn't long before Su Dong got along quite well with the first dan master of the Wudang Academy. Firstly, because Su Dong had traveled extensively and was indeed more eloquent than most young men, his words were sweet and he could flatter without leaving any traces. Secondly, Su Dong was also very sincere, from start to finish showing great respect to this old man, until finally, Su Dong even started calling him "Grandpa Gong", which delighted the old man immensely.

  After sending Gong Zibai away, Su Dong collected the spiritual field that night. He originally knew how to cultivate spiritual crops, so there was no need to ask for help from a spiritual farmer. It would just be spending money to exchange some spiritual grains and seeds of spiritual medicine, buying a spiritual hoe, and planting the seeds.

  Last time Su Dong planted Ling Tian, he didn't use any magical instruments. This time, Su Dong set up a four-gate formation using four pieces of Huāng Zhī Xuě (a type of magical material).

  Logically, with the formation of the law enforcement array, it's called the formation method. The sea gathers a hundred rivers, and the wind generates water. It will definitely be more effective than Su Dong in Hansheng City's spiritual field, but Su Dong is not sure if these spiritual valleys and spiritual medicines can withstand the strong spiritual power, so he takes a conservative approach and only uses the simplest four-door array.

  It was already late after getting everything settled, Su Dong felt a bit tired and went back to the dormitory to sleep until dawn.

  The feng shui of the Wudang Academy was originally good, and Su Dong also had the help of the Dafa instrument, Stone Jade. Overnight, Su Dong transformed again into a lively dragon, feeling his whole body full of energy.

  Huang Bu Ren, despite his name being very unrighteous, is actually a very righteous little fatty. He came to find Su Dong for breakfast early in the morning of the Great Qing era. Su Dong had just arrived and didn't recognize anyone, so he went with him together.

  "I thought you'd be going to the training room all night yesterday, but you didn't go? You know this is the best training room in the entire divine realm, and so many people are fighting for it." Huang Bu Ren said while stuffing a bun into his mouth.

  Su Dong said casually: "Something delayed me yesterday, I plan to go over and take a look today."

  Huang Bu Ren slapped the table and said: "Good brother, let's talk about loyalty! I don't have anything to do anyway, I'll go with you in a while."

  After breakfast, Huang Bu Ren led Su Dong further into the depths of the valley.

  The Taoist path winds its way up the mountain for over a thousand meters, with the Taoist Academy occupying almost the entire valley, giving you an idea of its vastness.

  All the way, Su Dong saw some listless warriors, one by one with their heads hung low and dejected coming out of the valley. Huang Bu Ren said: "These must be martial arts fanatics who have been kicked out of the training room because they really had no money."

  "Does cultivation also require money?" Su Dong asked curiously.

  "That's for sure, apart from the basic courses and the second course, everything costs money. Don't look at the white spirit crystals in your hand, once you enter the cultivation room, the money will be spent quickly, guaranteed to make you feel pain. Left Pu is a typical example, he has been poor since he entered the cultivation room." Huang Bu Ren said with a smile.

  From a distance, he saw a white dragon winding its way along the valley, which was the training center of the Wudang Martial Arts Hall. As soon as Su Dong entered the gate, he was suddenly stunned.