All My Disciples Suck!
chapter-137

Chapter 137: Sorry, Brother Ming called Me back Home to play the Devil Immortal!

"Spirit vein!" He Yiming flipped his palm and took out the low-grade spirit vein he obtained earlier. He slapped his hand and entered the array core.

As the low-grade spirit vein entered the array core, an enormous amount of spiritual energy immediately spread out, spreading throughout the entire array.

Boom boom boom!

He Yiming felt the earth tremble slightly. He then felt that within a radius of a hundred miles, boundless spiritual energy began to slowly gather and continuously gather within the entire sect.

The Qi in the sect grew denser and denser. He Yiming took a breath and felt much more comfortable.

He Yiming hastily opened the mission's interface. He was pleasantly surprised to find that the third target had set up a grand array to protect the sect.

However …

He Yiming didn't expect that many of the other missions had been completed.

【Goal 1: Low-grade pills: 10,000/10000.

Mid-grade pills: 500/500.

High-grade pills:0/10.

Goal 2: Spirit Vein Demon Beast 8643/100,000.

Foundation Establishment Demon Beast 14/300.

Sea Wheel Realm Demon 0/1.

Goal 3: Set up a grand protective array! Completed.

Goal 4: Fate of the sect 100/10000

Limit:6/20 days.】

"Have they finished refining both low-grade and medium-grade pills? It was easy because it was a low grade. Three days were indeed enough. How did they refine mid-grade pills?" He Yiming was a little shocked.

However, He Yiming thought very quickly that it was probably because the Spirit Fire had changed to Earthfire, plus Advanced Mathematics group had probably eaten the True Dragon's shit, and the Azure Emperor Immortal Body had broken through, leading to an increase in their Pill Intent that they were able to successfully refine a middle-grade pill?

This should be the case.

However, the Spirit Vein demon beasts they slaughtered were already close to three thousand in three days? Star was driving the Spirit War Chariot. Did he secretly go to the Hundred Thousand Mountains? As for the sect's fate, was it because of the low-grade spirit vein? A low-grade spirit vein only added 100 points of Qi flow?

This meant that He Yiming still needed to find another 99 low-grade spirit veins to gather 10,000 qi flow points?

How is this possible?

He Yiming shook his head and took a look at MC Myth. He was still close to completing the maze array.

Thus, He Yiming controlled the giant eagle to return to the sect and landed in front of the Alchemy Pavilion.

As he stepped into the Alchemy Pavilion, He Yiming discovered that Advanced Mathematics and the others were lying on the ground, snoring loudly.

"Not online?" He Yiming didn't care. He casually chose a pill furnace.

"If I want to refine ten high-grade pills, then I’ll need to refine five Origin Enhancement Pills and five Return Pills!" He Yiming decided very quickly.

Both the Origin Enhancement Pill and the Return Pill were grade three pills. They were for Foundation Establishment existences.

The former was able to greatly increase the strength of cultivation in a short period of time, while the latter was able to nourish his meridians and restore the strength of exhausted cultivation.

Each was very suitable for battle.

He Yiming was surprised to find that he wasn't the least bit nervous, even though they were two third-ranked pills, and the pill formula He Yiming had chosen was directly refined into high-ranked pills.

He opened the furnace, controlled the fire, and adjusted the temperature in one go.

“Rise!" With a thought, the lid of the cauldron opened.

The first high-grade Essence Enhancement Pill appeared in front of He Yiming.

"That's right. It looks like I'm already comparable to a third-grade alchemist in terms of alchemy!"He Yiming couldn't help but feel a little excited.

However, He Yiming quickly calmed down.

Compared to his master, Wang Yue, his alchemy skills were still far off.

He could not be too proud!

To be proud, one must at least become the number one alchemist in the Northern Spirit Realm.

He Yiming extended his hand. Countless middle-grade spirit herbs flew out from the Alchemy Pavilion's treasury and landed in He Yiming's hands.

As the sect leader of the entire sect, He Yiming naturally didn't need to spend any more contribution points to get the spirit grass from the warehouse. All the functions of the sect's buildings were completely open to him.

Next, each batch was filled with nine high-grade pills!

Ding!

Following a clear notification, He Yiming knew that the first alchemy mission of the system upgrade mission had been completed.

For the fourth mission, there was nothing he could do.

However, for the second mission, He Yiming already had a plan.

"All disciples gather!" He Yiming estimated that the MC Myth should have completed the construction of the maze array. Thus, he issued a notice to gather all the disciples.

"Hold the grass, Brother Ming disappeared for three days. He finally appeared!"

"Damn, Brother Ming is faking it! Leave quickly!"

"Damn, what the hell am I doing? After jumping the broadcast aerobics for three days, he now moved the three-day brick? Wasn't I just playing a cultivation game?"

"Hold the grass, don't talk so much nonsense. Let's go. Brother Ming might upload a new product again. If we don’t go, we won't be able to steal it!"

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As soon as the players received the notification, no matter what they were doing, they rushed over at the speed of light.

As for the players who had logged off …

"I'm sorry. You can drive the wedding car to pick up the bride. I'll go online first! Brother Ming called me! I’ll get married later!"

“???”

"Eh, my phone text said … Brother Ming called. You guys go fight with the middle schoolers. I'll come to help you later!"

“???”

"I'm sorry. I'm going back to play a game. What? How about this blind date? Haha, where did you get the courage to compete with my Big Brother Ming?"

“???”

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The dozen or so players of Earth had pushed everything away at the speed of light. They immediately went online.

After an incense stick's worth of time, the 88 players finally arrived.

He Yiming didn't care. After all, he had disappeared for three days and suddenly called for a gathering. It was already shocking that these players were all online.

"Everyone, these three days, you've done very well! You worked very hard!" He Yiming praised with satisfaction.

"In order to reward you all, I've added a new cultivation technique to the library!" After saying that, He Yiming announced it to the players.

Ding!

【The second floor of the library has been developed! New cultivation technique: Dual Casting! Grade: 2!

Friendly Reminder: After entering the second floor, 100 contribution points will be deducted every hour】

Following He Yiming's notification, many players were shocked and rejoiced.

“Hold the grass, Dual Casting? Doesn't that mean I can use Ice plus Fire at the same time?"

“Bullshit, that means I can use Thunder in my left hand and Ice in my right hand?"

"No, no, no, you can also use two Thunderclap spells at the same time. No, it's the Double Chidori!"

Many players were so excited that they wanted to rush to the library.

One of the players with the ID of Xiao Huohuo changed his expression!

"Dual Cast, Ice and Fire … Has my time finally come?" Xiao Huohuo was ecstatic.

While the players were excited, He Yiming waved his hand, signalling for the players to calm down.

The next moment, He Yiming raised his hand.

"Qingyu, come meet my disciples!"

Following He Yiming's call, the giant eagle flapped its wings and whistled over. After a strong gust of wind, it slowly landed on the ground and stood obediently beside He Yiming.

"From today on, Qingyu is the first spirit beast of my sect. All deacon level* disciples can ride Qingyu for the time being after applying with me!" He Yiming said lightly.

"Hold the grass!!! Here comes the mounting system?"

All the players were in an uproar.