"Could it be a pill related to Spiritual Power?!"
Su Mu had a vague judgment in his heart, and instantly felt even more fervent. From his current perspective, pills related to Spiritual Power seem to be far more valuable than those used for the physical body, like Qi Blood, and they are much rarer.
"Elder Baili claims to be an Alchemist from the Pill Cauldron Pavilion. If such an alchemist’s power exists in Qingzhou, it must have some reputation."
Su Mu thought he could inquire about this Pill Cauldron Pavilion in the future, and maybe he could find this Elder Baili in the future.
"The quality of that Three Flood Dragon Pill Furnace is comparable to the Red Flame Spear, but its value likely surpasses that of assault weapons. The inscriptions engraved on it are just ordinary inscriptions."
As a Blacksmith, Su Mu had such a judgment in his heart. In any case, that pill furnace was also valuable, and as for the pills, Su Mu planned to find a secluded place to open them after leaving the small town. That way, even if any anomalies were triggered, they wouldn’t cause trouble.
After checking over the money, Demon Beast Blood, herbs, and pills, Su Mu’s eyes showed even more interest. A flash of Spiritual Light appeared in his hand, revealing a small pile of ancient texts.
The highest-grade one in Su Mu’s possession is twofold: one is the half of the "Immortal Body" containing the Little Vajra Secret Realm obtained from the Vajra Temple.
The second is the "Cyan Simurgh Phoenix Transformation Scripture," which contains its own space within the scroll.
The former requires the assistance of a ’Profound Pattern Pill,’ while the latter requires devouring Phoenix Blood, making it difficult for Su Mu to access them for now.
Below these two are two Fifth Grade Dharma Gates obtained from the Vajra Temple. One scroll is "Three-Turn Dragon Elephant Skill," which can cultivate both Buddhist Martial Arts, and the other is Buddhist Dharma written in Sanskrit. Su Mu doesn’t know Sanskrit, so he can’t enter those gates.
Su Mu’s gaze swept over the "Three-Turn Dragon Elephant Skill," his eyes revealing a hint of coldness.
"The Sun Family Ancestor was right; truly an old bald donkey!"
For the past ten days, Su Mu had been comprehending this cultivation technique but couldn’t get in. After using his inference talent to analyze it, he realized there was a problem with the technique.
At this moment, a series of dark shadowy figures flickered in Su Mu’s eyes. In recent days, while on the road, he has been inferring the flaws of this cultivation technique, and he’s not far from correcting them.
"Old bald donkey, you still underestimate me, Su Mu... So what if there are flaws? In a few more days, I will be able to correct them."
Thinking of this, Su Mu’s eyes showed both disdain and suddenly a hint of surprise. After performing another inference with his talent, he suddenly discovered that the efficiency of the inferences had significantly increased.
"The inference talent is related to Spiritual Power. It’s likely due to the changes caused by condensing the ’heart’ character... Let’s give it a try."
With a thought, an Invisible Power erupted from Su Mu’s brow, instantly covering the entire inn. Su Mu did not feel any strain. For a moment, everything and everyone within the inn was in plain sight, with all the minute details under control.
"This range of Spiritual Power coverage and the ability to observe everything minutely, is this the strength of a Three Religions Cultivator?!"
Su Mu pondered and then continued to expand his Spiritual Power further afield.
Thirty-seven feet.
Forty feet!
Soon, the range of his Spiritual Power exploration broke through the forty-feet mark, yet Su Mu still didn’t feel much strain. With curiosity, he continued to expand and saw the families illuminated by candlelight outside the street under the night sky.
"Good burn, this fire is burning well!"
"Shush, woman, keep your voice down."
The woman holding a child said indignantly as she looked at the Wang Family’s great fire. The man beside her hurriedly hushed her, the scene of their conversation clearly imprinted in Su Mu’s mind.
Forty-five feet.
Fifty feet.
Sixty feet!
Until the range approached seventy feet, Su Mu’s brow began to tremble, a sign of his Spiritual Power reaching its limit.
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Forty-five feet.
Fifty feet.
Sixty feet!
Until the range approached seventy feet, Su Mu’s brow began to tremble, a sign of his Spiritual Power reaching its limit.
Forty-five feet.
Fifty feet.
Sixty feet!
Until the range approached seventy feet, Su Mu’s brow began to tremble, a sign of his Spiritual Power reaching its limit.