C75 (1/2)
Returning back to his room, Ye Zhen sat cross legged and started to cultivate.
First, he would absorb and refine the Low Grade Spiritual Tool that he obtained.
He had gained a lot this time, there were more than 20 Low Grade Spiritual Tool here.
According to the Spirit Stone's calculations, a single Low Grade Spiritual Tool should be worth a thousand low-ranked Spirit Stone, which was around ten of them.
And Ye Zhen had gotten more than twenty of them, which meant two hundred Middle Grade Spirit Stone.
It should be known that, as the direct disciple of the Peak Master of Little Cloud Peak, Ye Zhen only received the monthly allowance of a single Middle Grade Spirit Stone.
One could only imagine how great Ye Zhen's harvest this time was.
Not to mention that Ye Zhen had also obtained two Middle Grade Spiritual Tool, the value of these Middle Grade Spiritual Tool were at least ten times more.
In other words, just from this trip down the mountain to the Ye Family alone, Ye Zhen had obtained at least four hundred Middle Grade Spirit Stone.
A normal late period of the Building Foundation Stage would only be considered as such.
Furthermore, other people would be unable to use so many Spirit Treasures and could only sell them or give them to others. Of course, this was only if one was generous enough.
On the other hand, Ye Zhen didn't even need to sell these many spirit artifacts. Instead, he could directly use them to raise his own cultivation level and strength.
Therefore, one could imagine how excited True Leaf was.
”Haha, this time I can definitely break through to the middle period of the Building Foundation Stage, and at that time, entering the small world's trial, I'll also be able to have a bit more safety.”
Spirit Treasures, one after another, were placed in the air in front of Ye Zhen.
Ye Zhen sat cross legged and closed his eyes, Ye Zhen urged the Spirit Qi in his body.
The Spirit Treasure rushed out and instantly wrapped itself around the sword-shaped Low Grade Spiritual Tool and began to refine it, absorbing the Spirit Qi within.
At this time, Ye Zhen's body was already a Low Grade Spiritual Tool, so the speed of refining was not slow at all.
In just two hours, only half of the original Low Grade Spiritual Tool remained.
A smile appeared on Ye Zhen's face as he felt his body becoming stronger as he refined the spirit artifact.
He closed his eyes again and began the refinement process.
In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed. In these ten days, aside from resting while refining his spirit artifact, Ye Zhen had not taken a single step outside the door.
As for Mei Feir and Chen Chengcheng, they had come to find Ye Zhen many times.
However, no one responded after a few calls. The two of them did not want to be as unruly as before and directly trampled on the door. Instead, they left in silence and returned on the second day.
On the morning of the tenth day, Mei Feir came again.
She would come to Ye Zhen's cave everyday to take a look, wanting to know if Ye Zhen had come out of closed door cultivation.
If Ye Zhen did not come out, she would quietly stand in front of the door.
Her beautiful figure was accompanied by a faint sense of power. Her long hair fluttered in the wind, making her seem like the most beautiful scenery in the world.
Mei Feir didn't know what was wrong with him either. Why did she come here every day, and why did she want to see Ye Zhen so much.
No matter how she thought about it, she just couldn't understand. In the end, she was still just a pure seventeen year old girl.
Mei Feir still didn't know what love was, and she didn't know if she had fallen in love with Ye Zhen or not.
She only thought of Ye Zhen from time to time. She thought of Ye Zhen's firm and resolute kiss, thought of the happiness and happiness when she was with Ye Zhen, and she thought of the sorrows she would feel when she saw Ye Zhen together with Miao Miao …
She didn't understand anything, but even if she wanted to meet Ye Zhen everyday, even if she had to cultivate everyday, she wouldn't be able to calm her heart.
The one who was thinking about this, was also Ye Zhen.
”Sister Ye Zhen, you came to see that bad guy again!”
Chen Chengcheng had a meat bun in her mouth. His pink and tender face matched it together with the bun, making it especially interesting.