"During the middle of the Foundation establishnt, I am not limited to just one Blood Sword. I can summon three. Moreover, I can even combine them into a larger sword!" With a blink of his eyes, he made another spell gesture with his right hand, and the three Blood Swords fused into a giant blood-colored sword.
Even as the blade was still forming, its energy fluctuations were filled with cruelty and madness. The entire region trembled, and even before it was fully ford, Yan Xiaobao waved his hand to dispel the sword and its pressure.
"According to the secret magic’s description, if I can summon six swords, I will be able to step into the later stages of the Foundation establishnt... Despite cultivating the Violet Qi Heavenly Curse due to the eternal technique of immortality, Bai Xiaochun was very pleased with the progress from the early to middle stages of the Foundation establishnt, and he felt very happy about it. So of this was due to the dicine from the Mysterious Sect, but another reason was the Qi and blood from the Blood Flow Sect.
Not only could he rapidly cultivate the King of Heaven immortality, but it also provided benefits to his cultivation base.
Yan Xiaobao clasped his hands tightly behind his back, rubbing his chin. He was very proud of himself, thinking about how incredible he was in the third layer of the Spirit Sea crystal. Of course, if he could reach 6 or 9, then he would beco even more powerful. Bai Xiaochun left the Middle Peak under the cover of night. Descending to the base of the giant’s hand, he actually left the Blood Flow Sect and went to the banks of the Heavenly Bay River. Considering his current state and level, it wasn’t very difficult to obtain water from the Heavenly Bay River. All he had to do was make up a random reason, and the Cultivator guarding the road would let him through. Upon arriving, he collected ten drops of water.
Soon, he filled a small cup, carefully brought it back to the Immortal Cave, and began absorbing.
A few days later, the water was within him, above his fourth Spiritual Sea. By then, he ended this session.
"Next, I need to fully integrate the heavenly river water into my Spirit Sea. Once that happens, I can enter the later stages of Foundation establishnt!" Excitedly, he left the Immortal Cave, clasped his hands behind him, and arrogantly talked to himself.
"Now I am in the mid-stage of the Foundation establishnt, and I am more outstanding than before!
"Becoming an elder seems not so impossible now...." He looked up towards the top of the Middle Peak. Knowing exactly where the eternal destructive relic was but unable to achieve it, it was truly frustrating.
He had long given up any wish to sohow sneak in to acquire the eternal indestructible relic. Song Junwan’s Immortal Cave was tightly guarded, and he lacked confidence in success.
"How can I truly beco a Great Elder? Challenge Song Junwan?" Yan Xiaobao pondered, rubbing his chin.
"However, the challenge would be secondary. First, I must win over the masses. Additionally, I need to convince the leadership that I am important, that I am a vital mber of this sect. This is the only way to successfully challenge Song Junwan and then take over her position." He nodded, believing this was absolutely the right choice. With that, he proudly raised his chin.
"I am halfway there. But if I want people to think I am important, I need to do sothing that shakes everyone completely...." As far as he was concerned, doing such a thing wasn’t difficult. He had been in the Blood Flow Sect for so ti, and he was quite aware that pharmacists were few and far between. The sect’s leaders highly valued them and had even established certain sect rules to encourage disciples to follow this path.
Yet, from the start, the nature of the Blood Flow Sect dood such efforts. The Blood Flow Sect was fundantally an evil sect, where most disciples viewed concocting pills as a waste of ti. They would rather learn skills that improved combat capabilities. If they needed dicinal dicine, they could rob people from the Pill Sect. If they needed magic items, they could take them from Yuan Yuan Sect disciples. If they needed Spiritual Beasts, they could get them from the Spirit Creek Sect.
Thus, very few focused on concocting pills. So could, like the impostor Nightcrypt, but in such a huge sect, they were completely insufficient to et the entire sect’s needs.
"It’s been a long ti since I concocted any pills..." At this point in his thoughts, he began to chuckle. As his laughter floated into the deep night, the Blood Tree started to tremble, evidently due to the sinister nature of his laughter.
"However, before I actually concoct any pills, I need to resolve one problem. I’ve concocted so pills before, but if I suddenly do sothing unbelievable, people will beco suspicious. I need the right opportunity....
"It’s said that the holy dicine wall fragnt here was actually snatched from the dicine Flow Sect ten thousand years ago, with the explicit purpose of allowing disciples to seek inspiration in the path of dicine.
"Hmph. I can pretend to obtain inspiration there, then start concocting so pills. No one will be suspicious anymore..." He laughed proudly once again. Actually, he had been planning this for so ti now, and the timing seed perfect. The next morning, he left the Immortal Cave without hesitation. Leaving the Middle Peak, he headed towards the Inner Sect area where the holy dicine wall fragnt was located.
Soon, he reached the massive stele, towering three people high. This was his second ti here, the first being when he t Xue i. Back then, Xue i looked at him as if she were staring at an insect.
This was his second ti, and even from afar, he could see several Inner Sect disciples sitting beneath the stele, thoughtfully looking at it.
His appearance caused the Inner Sect disciples’ expressions to flicker. They quickly stood up and offered formal greetings. They dared not approach him, leaving, and by the ti he was actually before the stele, he was completely alone.
He rubbed his chin, coughed lightly, and sat cross-legged. He felt very comfortable with the situation, looking up at the wall fragnt, and reviewed all that the impostor Nightcrypt had told him. Eight thousand years ago, a genius rose within the Blood Flow Sect, very proficient in the path of dicine. After seeking inspiration from this wall fragnt, his pill concocting abilities significantly improved.
"I suppose this ans that what Xue i learned was to seek inspiration here, right?" He couldn’t help but feel disdain for the idea. Despite needing so level of enlightennt in pill concoction techniques, it was not sothing that could happen overnight. It requires constant practice and gradual progress. That’s the way to reach mastery.
Although inspiration could be gained from this wall fragnt, Bai Xiaochun was convinced it was useless for disciples who did not have a proper understanding of pill concoction in the first place.
"Just performing a bit is enough to make people think I’m receiving inspiration." Yan Xiaobao cleared his throat, then focused on the wall fragnt, trying to achieve the kind of ntal state he stumbled upon when he received enlightennt from the beast statue in the Spirit Creek Sect.
"I just need to mimic what happened back then...." he thought. With that, he did his best to mimic past facial expressions. He opened his eyes and stared at the wall. Strangely, as he gazed at the wall, he felt as if his brain was being drained. Despite his surprise, he took no action to prevent it from happening.
Three days passed. Quite a few Inner Sect disciples passed by the wall fragnt, and when they saw Yan Xiaobao, they noticed his eyes were bloodshot, his hands seed to be moving. His expression was completely blank, leaving a very strange impression.
"Advanced Nightcrypt, it’s you...."
"Is he truly receiving inspiration?!!?"
"Heaven! It’s been a long ti since anyone truly gained insight here. The Inner Night believers were shocked, and soon, the news began to spread. From the four peaks, Foundation Establishnt cultivators heard of this news, and many went to see for themselves.
Another seven days passed, during which Bai Xiaochun’s gaze began to wander. To ensure everything looked as real as possible, he continued to stare at the wall for ten days and nights. Soon, he began to appear as if he was in a daze, and indeed, this was no charade. He was truly in division.
This was a profound and deep daze, so much so that it actually appeared as enlightennt, to the extent that any outsider would be unable to discern the difference.
His mind was weakening. After all, he had just broken into the mid-stage of Foundation establishnt and still couldn’t recover quickly. His ti in a daze increased until he finally realized he had spent nearly half a day in this state. At this point, he thought he might have done enough of a performance.
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