- Chapter 117 2 (1/2)
The Advancement of Concoction Technique, Fifth Revolution Vehicle of River (2)
She glared at the giggling white ape, gently raised her finger to gesture it over. “You, come over here. Make the earth fire for me. Or else I’m going to ask Grandpa to catch and roast you!”
When the white ape which was supposed to take pleasure in others misfortune heard the girl’s order, he looked so grief-stricken that his face turned as bitter as bitter gourd.
Immediately, he turned into a ray of light and raced towards the little girl in an ingratiating manner.
He slammed his palm at the pit of earth fire with a magical technique that carried the Divine Intent of Rain. After that, all the Divine Intent of Rain was dispersed.
Once again, the earth fire was stirred.
“Hehe, there’s earth fire now… Alright, Ape Darling, you can go and play now…”
“Yes, yes…”
When the imposing Spirit Severing Ape Devil was called Ape Darling by the little girl, instead of feeling discontented, he revealed a look of delight.
In Dark Sparrow’s Grave, as long as one became the ‘Darling’ of this little girl, they wouldn’t have to worry about being eaten by her anymore.
Each of the demonic beasts looked at the white ape in admiration. After all, the chance to please the little girl didn’t occur every day.
Ning Fan didn’t see any of these with his eyes, though any Qi of the demonic beast here could suffocate him.
His eyes focused only on the fiery pit, the slightly ignited earth fire.
Just now, when the white ape sent out a palm, his eyes glowed gradually.
It turned out that the Divine Intent of Rain was assimilation. Just comprehending it wasn’t enough. One had to activate it as well, using it to assimilate magical art, earth fire and every enemy that entered the domain of the Divine Intent of Rain.
A trace of insight slowly rose. Instead of concocting pills for the little girl, he performed a hand-seal with both hands, beginning to cast waves of the Ice Rain Technique.
In the tenth time, the rain still turned to ice.
In the one-hundredth time, some within the raindrops hadn’t formed ice.
In the one-thousandth time, half of them were finally in the form of rain.
After a thousand of trials, he closed his eyes. Finally, he could hear the sigh of Que Shenzi. That sigh was also assimilated to the Divine Intent of Rain and turned into rain drops. Before that, he wasn’t able to differentiate it from the rain, but right after, he could tell that the few drops were the insight of Que Shenzi in one glance!
“What is rain? I turn my palm and it becomes cloud, I turn my palm again it becomes rain!”
Despite it being only a few words from Que Shenzi, it enlightened Ning Fan, shaking off his last trace of dubiety.
At this moment, he opened his eyes. There was no longer amiability in his eyes. They had turned disdaining and domineering.
He cast the Ice Rain Technique. Instantly, thousands of ice spikes emerged in the sky, half of them was ice and the other half was rain.
A trace of Divine Intent was activated in his heart. He held the few drops of rain that contained the Divine Intent of Rain that was left behind by Que Shenzi that year, crushed them and yelled coldly: “I turn my palm, it becomes rain!”
He turned his palm abruptly and all the ice spikes turned into rain at the same time. Although these were just ice spikes turning into rain and it wasn’t any kind of Divine Intent Magical Art, its power was at least 30% more powerful than before.
In Ning Fan’s heart, the faint trace of Divine Intent of Rain got stronger and stronger, like a continuously rolling snowball.
The scene made all the Spirit Severing demonic beasts dumbstruck and eyes wide as every one of them had spent a long time just to get a hint of the Divine Intent. Except for the white ape and a rare number of others, there were still plenty of them that hadn’t understood the usage of Spirit Intent.
Despite Ning Fan being a mere Harmonious Spirit expert, he was able to comprehend the Divine Intent faster than most of them. If this kid was a Spirit Severing expert, they were afraid that none of the demonic beasts on the scene would be a match for him!
“Cookie Brother, do you want to head over to the sixth level…?” The little girl next to him bit her lip and said.
Although she wanted very much to fill up her stomach, but when she saw Ning Fan’s progress, she feared that her greed might interrupt Ning Fan’s enlightened mental state.
“No need, I will concoct pills for you now… The next few levels no longer matters to me…”
The dominance in his eyes faded and was replaced by a faint smile. Then, he began the concoction of pills.
In the fifth level of enlightenment, he had gained a preliminary understanding of the use of Divine Rain Intent, but such a Spirit Intent was far beyond his power to manipulate.
His magical strength wasn’t strong enough to turn all of the ice spikes into rain. Besides, he used the Spirit Intent left by Que Shenzi to cast the spell.
It was only through this that he finally comprehended the mystery of Divine Rain Intent.
In his point of view, the following levels – sixth, seventh, eighth and ninth – were probably the process of Que Shenzi condensing his Spirit Intent, merging the Spirit Intent with his Dao Enlightenment. As for himself, he hadn’t formed his Dao yet and his magical strength was insufficient to merge with Spirit Intent that belonged to his.
Despite all of that, he could use these tiny bits of Spirit Intent to concoct Fifth Revolution Pills… He should give it a try!
He didn’t intend to concoct a Fifth Revolution Pill now, because given his current concoction technique, even if he succeeded in his first attempt, it would take at least half a year for him to finish the concoction.
However, he had a way to test if his concoction technique had improved.
In his head, he was recollecting the memory of Emperor Ancient Chaos’ concoction technique – Ninth Revolution River of Vehicle. In between his fingers were burning with black flame. He drew an outline of circles in the void in front according to some profound invisible locus.