Chapter Ten: The Sutra of a Hundred Treasures and Glazed Jewels

“What? Master Su Dan?”
“What was he doing in your spirit field?” Cai Laojiu asked in confusion.
Qin Ming had no choice but to patiently recount the story of Master Su Dan coming to request the Crimson Spirit Dew.
“You actually managed to cultivate Beast Fang Rice?!” Cai Laojiu was dumbfounded, his worldview once again shattered.
He had been here for over a decade and had tried cultivating Beast Fang Rice himself.
Without exception, every attempt ended in failure.
At one point, Cai Laojiu even suspected that the spiritual veins here simply weren’t suitable for Beast Fang Rice.
He kept persuading himself that Qin Ming was just playing a trick on him.
But when he walked around to the back of the mountain and gazed at Qin Ming’s spirit field, where the Beast Fang Rice had already grown halfway tall,
He could only stand there, speechless.
It was undeniable.
He was jealous.
This time, he truly envied Qin Ming!
“Qin Ming, you rascal! That’s not very generous of you! And here I was, gifting you wine.”
“You cultivated Beast Fang Rice and didn’t even tell me?”
After saying this, he made sure to greet Master Su Dan warmly.
Then, sidling up beside Qin Ming, he whispered, “Where did you get the Beast Fang Rice seeds?”
Qin Ming stared at him, somewhat dazed. “Bought them from Manager Liao.”
“I took a gamble, staked everything I had.”
“You really are lucky beyond belief. You actually managed to grow them.”
“I don’t even know what to say about you.”
Qin Ming offered an awkward smile. “All right, when the Beast Fang Rice ripens, I’ll treat you to a feast at Gathering Pavilion.”
“You’d better keep your word!” Cai Laojiu finally relented.
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Two days later.
The commotion caused by the monster beast attack had passed, and the Spirit Feather Sect had installed some extra protective measures around the spirit fields.
However, since the area was so vast, they could only set up some simple alarm arrays.
After this ordeal, Qin Ming’s desire to strengthen himself grew even more urgent.
Without a trump card, there was no sense of security.
At any moment, he could face annihilation.

Qingyang Market.
Qin Ming once again arrived at the Ruan family estate.
“Knock knock knock!”
He tapped on the red lacquered door.
Before long,
A middle-aged cultivator opened the door. He was at the fifth layer of Qi Refinement, his face haggard, hair bound with a wooden crown, streaked with gray.
“Fellow Daoist, whom are you looking for? What brings you here?”
Qin Ming cupped his hands in greeting and got straight to the point. “You must be Fellow Ruan? My surname is Qin. Manager Liao referred me here. I heard you have a body-tempering technique for sale, so I’ve come to pay a visit.”
Fellow Ruan was briefly stunned, then welcomed Qin Ming into the estate.
Upon entering,
He was met with a scene of desolation—apart from Ruan himself, there was no one else.
“Since you were recommended by Manager Liao, I presume he’s already told you?”
“Unless you have pills or spiritual materials to enhance vitality, I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed.” Ruan scrutinized the young cultivator before him, finding nothing remarkable.
“Naturally.”
“Could you tell me more about this technique? So I can consider it properly,” Qin Ming asked.
“Ah, to be honest, it’s a bit embarrassing,” Ruan sighed deeply.
He gestured around the estate, his voice full of weariness.
Then he spoke candidly, “This vast family property, reduced to its present state, is all thanks to this technique.”
He took a page of beast hide from his storage pouch and showed it to Qin Ming. Only then did he continue, “This technique is called ‘Jewel Glass Sutra.’ It’s been passed down in my family for generations.”
“My ancestors treasured it dearly, but its true origins are unknown.”
“However, cultivating this technique requires a rather demanding prerequisite: only with rare treasures that enhance vitality can it be practiced…”
As Ruan described it in depth, Qin Ming gradually understood the technique.
The ‘Jewel Glass Sutra’ was unlike any body-tempering method Qin Ming had encountered.
Its approach was neither refining the flesh, nor breaking through apertures, nor training bones and sinews.
Instead–––
Blood transformation!
‘Jewel’ refers to those rare spiritual materials that enhance vitality, and they must be graded.
The higher the grade, the better.
Blood transformation involves moving and enhancing one’s blood, and once it reaches a certain threshold, the marrow is refined, old blood is replaced with new.
By continually strengthening vitality, when compressed to the extreme, it could reach a state where the blood flows like mercury.
Transcending the limits of the human body, breaking through to a higher realm.

‘Glass’ means that, after the blood transformation, one’s vitality is reborn, and the flesh becomes translucent like glass.
After cultivating the ‘Jewel Glass Sutra’ to the fifth layer, with repeated transformations, one can condense a ‘Glass Treasure Garment’ outside the body, formed from one’s own powerful vitality.
It wards off evil, resists all poisons, is indestructible, and even offers some resistance against spells.
“Resistance to spells?” Qin Ming was secretly amazed.
At advanced levels, this technique could make the body flawless, suffused with radiant light, and one’s physical strength would reach astonishing heights.
The ultimate achievement described was the ‘Stainless Glass Body’!
Of course, these were only recorded in the technique; no one had ever truly reached that stage.
“For this reason, the spiritual materials required for cultivation are absolutely staggering,” Ruan explained calmly.
“It’s not an exaggeration to call it a bottomless pit.”
“If you don’t have a steady supply of materials, I’d advise you to give up.”
“The resources invested could buy more than one top-tier cultivation method.”
“And after paying such a price, you may not even succeed, making it somewhat pointless.”
“Moreover, this is only an incomplete version. The ‘Jewel Glass Sutra’ has twelve layers in total, but the beast hide I possess only contains the first nine, suitable for body cultivation during the Qi Refinement stage.”
After listening, Qin Ming fell into deep thought.
He wasn’t short on spiritual materials—he could simply accelerate their growth.
What seemed an enormous expense for others was, in fact, his advantage.
In short,
As long as he had enough vitality-enhancing materials, the body-tempering speed of the ‘Jewel Glass Sutra’ shouldn’t be slow.
“May I ask, Fellow Ruan, to what layer have you cultivated?”
Ruan replied with some emotion, “Ah, I’ve spent years, exhausted my family’s wealth, spent thousands of spirit stones, traveled far and wide to collect materials, and I’ve only reached the third layer…”
“Has anyone in your family reached the fifth layer?”
“No, I’m the highest so far.”
“……”
Qin Ming instantly understood why he was selling it so cheaply.
After careful consideration,
Qin Ming decided, “One hundred spirit stones, plus ten pounds of Beast Fang Rice—how about I buy the technique from you?”
“What? You actually have Beast Fang Rice?”
Upon hearing this, Ruan’s previously dejected demeanor vanished, replaced by vigor and a sudden gleam in his eyes.