Chapter 976: Enlightenment (2/2)

”Crack!” The pills within the furnace shattered and a charred odour wafted out. Mo Wuji didn't clean the furnace but picked up a red pill which held a black impurity.

Mo Wuji lifted this red pill right up to his eyes. He didn't move for a long time.

That's right. This was a Tier 5 Flame Accumulation God Pill. This was the only Tier 5 god pill that he managed to concoct after three months of seclusion.

Concocting this Tier 5 god pill didn't represent anything. However, Mo Wuji knew exactly how this god pill was concocted.

When his batch of Flame Accumulation Pills was about to explode, he decided to try his luck with his own Laws. Instead of borrowing the Laws of the Heaven and Earth to condense the pill like before, he decided to use the Dao Laws of his Mortal Dao.

The reason why he didn't try this previously was because he had always thought himself to be a mere Nascent God. On the other hand, the Laws in God Continent were strong enough to foster God Kings and even existences which transcended God Kings. If these Laws weren't enough to condense the god pill, then there was no need to think about the Dao Laws of his Mortal Dao.

He was only at Nascent God Level 5 and his Mortal Dao Laws were still very weak. However, it was exactly because he inserted his Dao Laws into the pill furnace which resulted in this low-grade Tier 5 god pill.

A hazy door seemed to appear in front of him once more. Back when he was in Minor High Firmament Sect planting Green Dew Rice, he had caught a faint glimpse of an incredible Dao. Unfortunately, that Dao was too blurred and hazy. No matter how he tried, he couldn't seem to catch it. Ultimately, he could only choose to wait. Today, he finally saw that door again when he concocted this low-grade Tier 5 Flame Accumulation Pill.

Laws. These were his Laws.

Mo Wuji continued to stay in a daze with the pill pinched between his fingers.

One day, two days…

At this moment, Mo Wuji forgot that he was practising pill concoction. He also forgot that he was a shopowner. He only sat there and allowed time to flow; his entire body didn't move a single inch.

A faint dao aura began to revolve around his body, then they started to condense.

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”Big Brother Shuai Guo, how much longer will Big Brother Mo be in seclusion?” After waiting for half a year, things could no longer be endured any further.

It wasn't Chi Chuan who was being impatient but he felt that his sister could no longer endure any longer. Even though he still had that solution brewed with the Purple Nirvana Dao Sand, his sister's life force continued to gradually dissipate. Perhaps, his sister might leave this world on the very next day.

Shuai Guo extended his claw and tapped it against Chi Chuan's shoulders, ”Little Chuan, you must not be too anxious. Let me tell you, sometimes when we enter seclusion, don't years simply pass by? My Lord has only entered seclusion for half a year. If you're already anxious because of this, then what would you in the future?”

”But my sister…”

Shuai Guo directly stopped Chi Chuan from speaking, ”Rest assured, you have never seen my Lord's capabilities. I have a little brother called Da Huang. His injuries were far more serious than your sister but my Lord was still able to save him.

Hearing Shuai Guo's words, Chi Chuan calmed down slightly. However, if he knew that the Da Huang that Shuai Guo mentioned used to be an immortal puppet, he might actually fight Shuai Guo there and then.

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Within an unremarkable garden in High Firmament God Sect's Red Firmament Mountain, a youth was looked at his plot of Green Dew Rice emotionally. He clenched his fists tightly in agitation.

His Green Dew Rice could be harvested soon. He had never grown Green Dew Rice before and he didn't know what to expect. But seeing the faint gold colour on the Green Dew Rice Grass, he knew that these Green Dew Rice were clearly high-grade.

During this half a year, he didn't leave his garden. He sat there and personally witnessed as faint gold runes gradually formed on his Green Dew Rice Grains.

If these were really high-grade Green Dew Rice, then he anxiously wanted to tell everyone about that. He wanted to prove that he, Qu Chendan, had not been wrong.

He had enough of the way others looked at him with disdain.

Back then, Master Guang Zhang came to High Firmament God Sect for seven days and taught the disciples to grow good Green Dew Rice. However, he and Di Jie went to learn from Mo Wuji and Mo Wuji only taught them half a day, no, a single hour.

Even Deacon Chi Kun who brought Mo Wuji over could only sigh when he heard this. Even if Mo Wuji's skill was any stronger, what could he teach in an hour?

Right outside Qu Chendan's garden, there were two deacons ready to assess Qu Chendan's results. According to the rules set by High Firmament God Sect, only the participating disciples were allowed to be in the Green Dew Rice field. No one else was allowed to enter.

Thus, even though they were here to assess Qu Chendan's results, they could only wait outside.

”Time to start.” Qu Chendan first arrived at his faint gold Green Dew Rice Grass. He extended his hand and collected all of them. Thereafter, with a shake of his hand, grains of gold-runed Green Dew Rice Grains began to fall into his prepared jade winnow basket.