Waking up, it was three days later.
Chen Changsheng sat on the stone bed, the effects of the Spiritual Wine had completely worn off, and as he felt his body, he once again fell into a dazed state.
Aside from his Cultivation advancing further, he could clearly feel that he had refined Medicinal Pills many times.
He seemed to have a deep understanding of the content within the Alchemy Jade Slips he had taken from the Family's Scripture Pavilion.
He could even sense the flaws within them, which processes were incorrect, and that certain Spirit Medicine were completely unnecessary in some Pill Formula.
It was as if he was already an Alchemist, and a very experienced one at that.
But he couldn't quite describe this feeling; it was strange.
"No, I just slept. I didn't do anything..."
He was completely unaware that in his sleep, in that strange state, he had already deduced and practiced all the Pill Formula and insights he had read.
He had even improved upon the original foundations.
He just didn't know it himself.
But it was as if it had been branded and etched into his mind, and combined with the fact that he had never refined Pills before, that was why he had this strange feeling.
But the next moment, Chen Changsheng snapped back to reality.
"That state... Yes, it's that strange state after getting drunk. It must be!"
Since he had experienced it once before, after a brief moment of confusion, he quickly reacted.
After all, the effects of getting drunk on this Spiritual Wine were too Heaven-Defying!
Although he didn't know what he had done in his sleep, this strange feeling must have been caused in the dream.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be possible.
Thinking this, Chen Changsheng even wanted to find a Pill Furnace right now and refine a batch of Medicinal Pills to see if the experiences that had appeared out of nowhere in his mind were real.
However, he could only think about it... If he wanted to truly refine Pills, not only did he not have a Pill Furnace now, but even if he did, he had no Spirit Medicine.
The Family's Spirit Medicine were managed by Sixth Uncle Chen Chenren, and no one was allowed to use them without the approval of the Clan Chief, Seventh Uncle.
Although he was the Young Clan Leader, the future Family Head.
He could ask Seventh Uncle for other resources, but if he asked for Spirit Medicine, he probably wouldn't get it and would instead receive a stern lecture.
After all, he had never refined Pills, nor had he even studied Alchemy before, so how could Seventh Uncle approve?
Furthermore, given the Family's current situation, every Spirit Medicine was extremely precious and could not be wasted easily.
Thinking this, Chen Changsheng also dismissed the idea of refining Pills for now.
He would try it later when he had the chance.
Immediately, he took another gulp of Spiritual Wine and continued to maintain his Cultivation state.
For the next few days, he no longer looked at these Alchemy insights and Pill Formula; after getting drunk this time, he could even recite them backward.
Therefore, he began to read the incomplete Body Refining Cultivation Technique, "Qingmu Forging Body Art." Although it was an incomplete volume, the content for the Qi Refinement Stage was complete and without flaw.
There would be no slightest impact.
The content inside was not as complex as Alchemy, it was clear and easy to understand, only needing to be practiced according to the instructions.
It was very simple, as long as one was willing to endure hardship.
However, it required soaking the body in a medicinal bath made of Spirit Medicine to be effective; otherwise, practicing like this alone would not only fail to strengthen the physique but would also have a counterproductive effect.
Chen Changsheng tried it according to the Jade Slip, and sure enough, after a short while, he felt a tingling numbness all over his body. If he practiced like this for a long time, his body would be ruined.
For a moment, he found himself in a difficult position.
Although the "Qingmu Forging Body Art" also listed the types of Spirit Medicine required for the medicinal bath, where was he supposed to find these Spirit Medicine?
The medicinal bath was also divided into three Ranks.
The highest Rank even required Millennium Spirit Medicine, the middle Rank required Centennial Spirit Medicine, and even the lowest Rank required Spirit Medicine that were twenty to thirty years old.
Any single one of them was valuable; just one "Purple Cloud Vine" that met the lowest standard would cost more than ten Spirit Stone.
One medicinal bath would probably cost hundreds of Spirit Stone.
With his current financial resources, he could afford it once or twice, but over a long period, it was simply out of the question.
And practicing only once or twice was worse than not practicing at all; Body Refining required long-term persistence to be effective.
"Indeed, 'poor in literature, rich in martial arts.' This Body Refining feels even more expensive in Spirit Stone than Qi Refining. An average person really can't afford to practice this."
Chen Changsheng finally understood why most cultivators chose Qi Refining and neglected Body Refining.
After all, even Qi Refining was already a struggle; as for Body Refining, it was only possible for a Heaven's Chosen from a great Sect or someone with a powerful Family background.
An average person could probably only dream about it.
Chen Changsheng looked at the Qingmu Forging Body Art, also sighing with regret. He had originally thought that the 'wealth' among his 'wealth, companions, methods, and land' had been resolved.
Now it seemed he had simply thought too much.
The resources required for the path of Cultivation were truly beyond his imagination.
However, he was still somewhat unwilling to give up, thinking that since the Spiritual Wine from the Creation Immortal Gourd allowed him to enter that strange state when drunk, not only improving his Cultivation Technique but also giving him a pile of Alchemy experience out of nowhere, would it also be effective for Body Refining?
Thinking this, he tilted his head back and took two more large gulps of Spiritual Wine.
Instantly, the effects of the Spiritual Wine surged, and he fell asleep again in broad daylight...
This intoxication lasted for another three days.
However, upon waking, Chen Changsheng only felt a deeper understanding of the "Qingmu Forging Body Art," as if he had practiced it many times and had it thoroughly memorized.
However, there was no improvement in his physical strength; it was like talking on paper, a castle in the air, with only experience but no practice.
He still needed to use a medicinal bath for Body Refining.
It might even be that he had entered this state too many times in a short period, and this Body Refining Cultivation Technique also didn't show any improvements like before.
"This... Alright."
Chen Changsheng couldn't help but shake his head.
He had originally thought that upon waking from this sleep, he might have achieved some minor success in Body Refining, but he had clearly thought too much.
Although he also gained experience, if he were to truly practice, he would get started much faster, but without a medicinal bath, everything was useless.
For the next few days, Chen Changsheng stopped fussing.
Aside from drinking Spiritual Wine to maintain his Cultivation, when he was bored, he would drink tea and play chess against himself.
He wouldn't go out unless absolutely necessary, and as for anything outside the Family, he didn't even glance at it.
After all, the Immortal Realm was dangerous, especially this desert region where wicked individuals abounded, unlike the Family.
Before reaching a certain Realm, it was better for him to lay low to avoid any unforeseen circumstances, and this kind of life was already quite good.
As the Young Clan Leader, he didn't need to do any Family tasks, which already made the other Immortal Seedlings in the Clan envious.
Soon, half a month passed.
On this day, Chen Changsheng received a sound transmission: the Family's Jade Spring Lake's annual Spirit Fish harvest day had arrived.
As the Young Clan Leader, he could enjoy forty percent of the profits. The sound transmission was precisely about this matter.
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