- Chapter 88 (1/2)

Grasping Evil I-m Ink 47680K 2022-07-20

Advance to the peak of Harmonious Spirit realm!

Consolidating Spirit Pill > Spirit Consolidating Pill

Raising Spirit Pill > Spirit Raising Pill

Dan Master > Pill Master

Ning Fan naturally wouldn’t have thought that Xue Qing was able to sniff the amount of pills he concocted just from the medicinal aroma, Xue Qing’s sense of sense of smell was so sharp because it was honed for 200 years. It couldn’t be learned in an instant.

Two hundred Spirit Consolidating Pills were being concocted at the same time, but it wasn’t a relaxing process for him despite him being a Fourth Revolution Pill Master.

A Third Revolution Pill Master like Xue Qing found it difficult enough to concoct 10 Spirit Consolidating Pills.

In addition, the strength of Ning Fan’s peak Gold Core spirit sense had fully been fortified and even enhanced further after consuming the Spirit Refining Grass and Bright King Coral.

After an hour, both of his eyes sparkled all of a sudden. He hit the lid of the cauldron. Without letting the fragrance escape into the air, he flicked his sleeve, using his spirit sense to send all the pills and aroma into the jade bottles.

It was a Pill-Sealing Spirit Sense. Such pill-sealing technique was one of the ingenious technique of the Nine Revolution Riverboat. It could guarantee that the fragrance and effect of the pills were preserved. Throughout the Rain Immortal World, no one else could do this except Ning Fan.

“It’s finally done…”

Ning Fan wiped the sweat off his forehead and exhaled a breath of relief. Instead of consuming the pills that he had just concocted, he sat cross-legged and adjusted his Qi.

One Spirit Consolidating Pill was enough to improve the concentration of spirit energy in one’s immortal vein, gradually changing it into a solid form, but it might not happen every time because the success rate of the pill depended on the one making the pill.

Ordinary Second Revolution alchemists could concoct Spirit Consolidating Pills that had one-third success rate in consolidating one’s spirit. A Third Revolution alchemist like Xue Qing could probably concoct pills with 50 percent success rate. As for the pills concocted by Ning Fan, they all had at least 90 percent success rate. That was no doubt a scary percentage.

Another hour later, Ning Fan’s magical energy was fully replenished. Then, he took out a Spirit Consolidating Pill and swallowed it. As the pill dissolved, an abundant amount of medicinal energy rushed into his immortal vein. His late Harmonious Spirit realm immortal vein had become stronger and broader after the spirit within was raised. As for spirit consolidation, it was the process of constantly increasing the density of the spirit inside, making it more and more like a solid form that would become the foundation for core formation.

One vein…ten veins…a hundred veins!

The Yin Yang Evil Veins could refine those medicinal energy at swift speed, but due to the magical energy rotating too fast, his immortal veins swelled up, causing him pain. However, such pain wasn’t worth mentioning compared to the pain caused by the Jade Royal Pill.

This process lasted for a night. At its completion, Ning Fan made a long exhale. His Qi rose all of a sudden, turning into a gust of wind. Comparing his current magical strength to his previous, it had been enhanced twice, and his cultivation base had reached the peak of the Harmonious Spirit realm.

Additionally, his spirit sense also rose as his cultivation base advanced, reaching the half-step Nascent Soul realm, but after that, it would be hard to advance any further.

Both of his cultivation base and spirit sense had hit the bottleneck. His cultivation base reached the bottleneck to Gold Core realm while his spirit sense reached the bottleneck to Nascent Soul realm.

At this point, eating any more pills wouldn’t bring him further benefits. He needed to go into seclusion to deal with his Heart Devil. It would take at least ten years before he could make a breakthrough.

Feeling the enormous magical energy in his body, he pointed his finger below, zapping the green-stoned floor with lightning.

This type of stone was called Ghost Crag. They were solid and rough, but with a casual lightning strike on it, a thumb-sized hole with an inch deep would be created.

Besides the new hole produced, it also looked burnt.

It was Thunder Palm, the skill used by Gold Core experts.

Ning Fan hadn’t even reached the Gold Core realm yet. So how could he exert a beam of lightning strike? Although it wasn’t the true Thunder Palm, the power of the lightning wasn’t any weaker than any ordinary Spirit realm spell.

“This is the skill of a Gold Core expert. It’s power doesn’t vary much from Harmonious Spirit realm skills, but its features were different.”

He closed his eyes, settled down his excitement from his advancement, gradually turning his heart as calm as a stagnant water.

Only one more step to reach the Gold Core realm. Then, he would be on par with those Sect Masters of Yue Country.

Half a year ago, he was just an ordinary person. Half a year later, he already possessed earth-shattering strength. His improvement was too fast, which created a Heart Devil that was extremely difficult to eliminate.

That year, he was constantly bullied by the Sect Master of All Pleasure Sect—Sha Jiuyou who was merely a Tenth Level Vein Opening female. But now, that female sect master was no longer a significant devil.

During the time when he was at Haining Ning Family, the old ancestor of Ning Family was only a Harmonious Spirit cultivator.

“They are too weak…” Ning Fan said in a very plain tone.

All Pleasure Sect, Ning Family and the enemies he had back then had already become as fragile as ants to him. None of them was worth mentioning at all.

His state of mind was changing, adjusting himself to the mind of a powerhouse.

After standing there for a long time, he opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of foul Qi and sat cross-legged on the floor.

He put aside the remaining Spirit Consolidating Pills, waited for his Qi to return to its normal state before starting another round of concoction.