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”Success,” Zi Yan said in pleasant surprise, she had never even thought that he could actually succeed.

Di Chen laughed, ”Hurry and refine the remaining four Blood-Drinking Sword s into the center of your eyebrows as well.”

Zi Yan was startled. ”You want me to refine all five Blood-Drinking Sword into martial soul, but this is a little difficult for me right?”

It was true that some people could cultivate multiple martial soul, but it was more difficult. Previously, the disciples with better talent in Famous Sword Academy could only condense two swords into martial soul s, but with Zi Yan's average talent, it would be impossible for him to condense all five Blood-Drinking Sword s into martial soul s.

Di Chen advised. He thought that with Zi Yan's current strength, he would not be able to win against Xiang Qing, and it would be easier for him to refine all five swords into martial soul s.

Fortunately, Di Chen had prepared a large amount of medicinal pellets before. After a few hours, Zi Yan finally refined the second Blood-Drinking Sword into a martial soul, and then, he recovered his spirit energy and continued to refine the third Blood-Drinking Sword. This time, Zi Yan took a whole five hours to finish refining all of the medicinal pellets Di Chen and Bai Qian had consumed.

”I can't believe you're using up all these pills,” Di Chen was speechless: ”These pills are equivalent to at least 10 million silver, I've used up all my pills, so I need to go buy some.”

Zi Yan let out a cry, she only felt that he had been swallowing a medicinal pellet the entire time, but did not think about it to such an extent. He said awkwardly: ”I'm really sorry, then let's refine it again in the future.”

Bai Qian laughed bitterly: ”That's right, I do not have much silver now, so it should be more difficult to refine the last two Blood-Drinking Sword. I estimate that it would cost more silver, I think it would be better to refine them later.”

Di Chen waved his hand: ”Don't worry about the silver, I still have a lot of money. I'll go buy some pills, wait for me.”

Previously, Di Chen had sold the red fog fruit he had harvested at mountain for a hundred million silver taels, and during this period of time, he had also exchanged quite a few medicinal pellets at the wizard tower, which was completely sufficient for Zi Yan to cultivate.

The fourth refinement of the Blood-Drinking Sword was extremely difficult, and it had taken a lot of pills. This time, Zi Yan had actually swallowed a third of the medicinal pellet to complete the refinement, which was equivalent to 15 million silver taels. But at this time, Di Chen discovered that the Silent formula had become ineffective, which meant that the fifth Blood-Drinking Sword would probably have to rely on Zi Yan alone.

”Continue!” Di Chen told Zi Yan to continue his cultivation, and Zi Yan continued to integrate the fifth Blood-Drinking Sword into the space between her eyebrows. However, this time, Zi Yan seemed to be affected by the Blood-Drinking Sword, as he wrote a few more [Serenity formula] on Zi Yan's body, but the effects were not as obvious as before, and Zi Yan would still be affected by the effects, moreover, the pills he consumed were extremely huge. She crazily swallowed the pills, and the Blood-Drinking Sword also entered between her eyebrows bit by bit, trembling more and more as he drank the blood.

Whoosh!

The Blood-Drinking Sword suddenly shot out from between Zi Yan's brows, she said with a pale face: ”Failed.”

Di Chen thought for a while: ”The fifth Blood-Drinking Sword is Mo Xie's, his strength is the strongest amongst the five generals of Mo Family, and this Blood-Drinking Sword is also scary. Furthermore, after you have fused with four of the Blood-Drinking Sword, you are about to reach your limit, so breaking through your limit is indeed a little difficult.”

Most people could only purify one Sword Martial Spirit, after breaking the limit, they would be able to purify two Sword Martial Spirit s. However, Zi Yan had already refined four Sword Martial Spirit s, so she had long reached her limit.

Zi Yan thought for a while, then said: ”Actually, the four Sword Martial Spirit s are already very strong, Di Chen, I think it's better not to. I'm already very satisfied.”

Di Chen shook his head: ”These five Blood-Drinking Sword s are a set, after you refine them all, you will reach a different level, you cannot give them up.”

Right now, Zi Yan was already very strong, but Di Chen faintly felt that if she were to refine the fifth Blood-Drinking Sword, his strength would reach a different realm. Right now, Di Chen was still unable to imagine what realm his cultivation would reach, but he might even reach the strength of a Martial King.

Bai Qian laughed bitterly: ”But that pill just now was a waste. If I continue to cultivate, I might have even wasted that medicinal pellet.”

”I'm fine,” Di Chen laughed, but he was actually complaining in his heart, Zi Yan had actually wasted a lot just now, the remaining pills were enough for Zi Yan to try again, if he failed, he would have to buy more pills.

Zi Yan thought about it and tried again. Just like before, when the Blood-Drinking Sword was about to enter Zi Yan's forehead, it shot out again, but it still failed.

Di Chen bought another batch of pills, spent about seventy or eighty percent of his silver, and failed a few more times. Fortunately, although he failed each time, his progress was still a bit better than before.

”Finally succeeded,” Zi Yan said excitedly. He didn't even dare to imagine it himself.

Di Chen laughed bitterly: ”If you still don't succeed, I won't be able to do anything about it.”

Bai Qian asked: ”Di Chen, just how much silver did you spend?”

Di Chen slightly sighed, ”All of these medicinal pellets added together should be at least one hundred and fifty million. I don't have much silver already.”

Zi Yan and Bai Qian were startled, they never thought that they would spend so much silver, if not for Di Chen, it would be impossible for him to refine Blood-Drinking Sword into martial soul.