Chapter 481: Chapter 481: The Seven-Colored Reincarnation Spiritual Liquid Chapter 481: Chapter 481: The Seven-Colored Reincarnation Spiritual Liquid “Wu Fire, divine punishnt, the power of ti.”
Having exited the Nine Layers Qiankun Tower, Feng Wuchen’s mind kept repeating these words, and his lips murmured them as well.
The words spoken to Feng Wuchen by the ancestors of the Dragon Clan had greatly piqued his interest.
Feng Wuchen was a man yearning for mighty powers, and the stronger the power, the greater its allure to him.
Although the power of annihilation was terrifying, the knowledge that there were powers from the Primordial Ancient era that surpassed it caused Feng Wuchen’s ambition to swell.
“I must find the top ten powers of the Primordial Ancient era, and the Wu Fire!” Feng Wuchen silently resolved.
“Brother Feng, what are you thinking about?” Ling Xiaoxiao asked curiously after noticing Feng Wuchen walking out of the palace, lost in thought.
“Oh, it’s nothing. I was just thinking about future matters concerning the Dragon God Palace,” Feng Wuchen quickly regained his composure and found a casual excuse.
“By the way, how is Yanran doing?” Feng Wuchen asked.
“The Spiritual Liquid is very powerful; her ridians are recovering, and Zhang Junlan has been constantly watching over her,” Ling Xiaoxiao said with a light smile.
“That Spiritual Liquid was not for re recovery of ridians but to regenerate the necrotic ones. The real ridian-recovering Spiritual Liquid hasn’t been refined yet,” Feng Wuchen said with a smile.
“Ah? That… no wonder Brother Feng isn’t worried. It was only to regenerate the necrotic ridians,” Ling Xiaoxiao said, looking astonished.
“Yanran suffered severe injuries a few years ago, and many ridians were necrotic. To fully recover, those necrotic ridians need regenerating. The Spiritual Liquid I refined is a gentle restorative one, but it can’t fully restore Yanran’s ridians,” Feng Wuchen explained.
“I see,” Ling Xiaoxiao nodded in understanding.
“Two days have passed; it should be about ti,” Feng Wuchen said, and then he and Ling Xiaoxiao went to the palace where Yanran was present.
In the palace room, Yanran was soaking in a cyan Spiritual Liquid. Whenever the Spiritual Liquid was completely absorbed, Zhang Junlan would pour more.
“Teacher!” Zhang Junlan’s face lit up with a happy smile as he saw Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao enter.
Feng Wuchen nodded, glanced towards Yanran, did a quick check, and then said, “Mmm, the necrotic ridians have been restored.”
“Teacher, although my ridians have been restored, they cannot withstand my True Yuan power. Each ti I try to use it, the restored ridians cause great pain,” Yanran said, furrowing her brows slightly.
“Don’t arouse your True Yuan at all. The regenerative Spiritual Liquid only restored your necrotic ridians. Xiao Zhang, change Yanran into dry clothes. We’re heading to the Alchemy Pavilion shortly. It’s ti,” Feng Wuchen instructed.
“That’s great!” Zhang Junlan exclaid joyfully.
Liu Qingyang, Miao Qingqing, and others, upon hearing this, all made their way to the Alchemy Pavilion.
They were all eager to see how Feng Wuchen was going to heal Yanran, whose condition had been considered beyond saving.
It was known that even an Eighth-Rank Alchemist was powerless in such a case.
Han Kun, who had recently arrived at the Dragon God Palace, had also examined Yanran’s ridians and had shaken his head at the ti, saying he was incapable of helping.
Learning that Feng Wuchen might have a cure, Han Kun was extrely shocked, hardly daring to believe that Feng Wuchen could heal the seemingly incurable Yanran.
Thus, Han Kun had arrived early and was already waiting in the Alchemy Pavilion.
Liu Qingyang and Miao Qingqing among others also arrived one after another.
“Alchemist!” Feng Wuchen entered the Alchemy Pavilion, and Han Kun greeted him with respect.
Han Kun said, “Alchemist, the dicinal materials prepared by young master Zhang are all here.”
Feng Wuchen nodded, then sat down cross-legged and with a wave of his hand, dozens of dicinal materials flew towards him.
Inside the Alchemy Pavilion, there was silence. No one spoke, and all eyes were on Feng Wuchen.
Han Kun’s face was filled with excitent, watching Feng Wuchen refine pills was a kind of enjoynt.
“Boom!”
Dragon Clan fire ignited, and a cyan fla burned in the palm of Feng Wuchen, a wildly violent aura swept out, sharply increasing the temperature of the Alchemy Pavilion space.
The domineering Soul Power then stimulated and rged into the cyan fla, dozens of dicinal herbs being calcined at the sa ti.
When Feng Wuchen was refining the Spiritual Liquid, Zhang Junlan and Yanran walked in.
“Yanran, co forward,” Feng Wuchen instructed, and Yanran did as she was told, walking up to Feng Wuchen.
In a matter of seconds, dozens of herbs, like executing a graceful dance, began to shed their husks, and the milky-white dicinal liquid converged in a strange way.
Feng Wuchen’s hand gestures changed rapidly, soon emitting an extrely powerful and wild Spiritual Energy.
After a brief mont, the dicinal liquid began to emanate a wildly violent power and radiated with a colorful brilliance, exceedingly beautiful.
Seeing this scene, everyone wore a look of shock.
“As expected of an Emperor of Alchemy’s realm! It’s terrifying! No one knows what kind of Spiritual Liquid the Emperor of Alchemy has refined,” Han Kun thought in fright, still extrely shocked even though it was the second ti he had witnessed it.
“Brother Feng, what is this Spiritual Liquid?” Liu Qingyang couldn’t help but ask, voicing everyone’s thoughts as they all wanted to know what made this Spiritual Liquid so powerful.
Feng Wuchen responded with a light smile, “Seven-Colored Reincarnation Spiritual Liquid.”
“Seven-Colored Reincarnation Spiritual Liquid?” Everyone heard it for the first ti, even Han Kun, who had never seen it before.
“The power of the Spiritual Liquid is very violent, I will try to make the dicinal strength gentle, but it may be a bit painful later, so be ntally prepared and absolutely do not stimulate your True Yuan,” Feng Wuchen cautioned Yanran as he looked at her.
“Yes, Master,” Yanran nodded, her pretty face showing a mix of nervousness and anticipation.
Feng Wuchen waved his hand, and the dicinal liquid, shining with a colorful glow, flew toward Yanran like a spiritual snake, wrapping and rotating around her body before eventually lifting her into the air, suspending her mid-air.
As the Spiritual Liquid spiraled around her body, Yanran could clearly feel its violent power, which scared her enough to make her pretty face pale.
At this mont, Zhang Junlan and the others held their breath, their gazes fixated on Yanran without blinking.
“The power of the Spiritual Liquid is too violent, and just neutralizing it with water is not enough, we’ll also need the aura of ice,” Feng Wuchen said, as he began to stimulate both the Water Attribute and Ice Attribute True Yuan.
Around Yanran’s body, water snakes started to form, and a strong chill covered her surface.
Feng Wuchen’s hand gestures changed swiftly, beginning to guide the Spiritual Liquid into Yanran’s body.
As the Spiritual Liquid entered her body, it spread throughout Yanran with astonishing speed, and her body began emitting a faint colorful brilliance, like a Heavenly God descending to earth.
With the help of the Water Attribute True Yuan and Ice Attribute True Yuan, the violent power of the Spiritual Liquid was forcibly suppressed.
Yanran’s whole body started to tremble, and she distinctly felt a stabbing pain in her restored ridians, which was incredibly uncomfortable.
“Ah…”
As the Spiritual Liquid continued to flood into her body, Yanran eventually could not bear it and scread in agony.
“Yanran! You must hang in there!” Zhang Junlan’s face was filled with panic and worry.
“With Brother Feng here, everything will be fine,” Liu Qingyang patted Zhang Junlan’s shoulder and reassured with a smile.
Miao Qingqing’s palms were sweaty, and the others felt the sa way.
“The ridians of the girl Yanran are opened!” Han Kun was deeply shaken and couldn’t help but exclaim.
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