Cultivation Begins with Skill Points
Chapter 340 - 339: Refining Yun Shen Pill

Chapter 340: Chapter 339: Refining Yun Shen Pill

"The Heavenly Sea Country truly has immense courage to proclaim the martial arts to the world. Without considering if their resources for cultivation are sufficient, aren’t they afraid of a rebellion from the lower-class citizens?"

The immediate thought in Zhong Lin’s mind was this notion. In the Xuan Gui Continent, these aristocratic families, sects, and the court would rather hoard all cultivation methods themselves than grant the slightest chance to the lower-class individuals.

If it weren’t for Zhong Lin’s meticulous planning and countless stratagems, he wouldn’t have obtained the Blood Coagulation Method or broken his shackles.

Meanwhile, Zhong Lin inwardly remained cautious. With such a bold proclamation of martial arts, the court of the Heavenly Sea Country surely conceals numerous hidden talents.

The patrolling soldiers are all martial artists at the late stage of the Upper Third Grades in the Postnatal Realm. Thus, there must be no shortage of martial artists in the Innate, Spiritual Origin, Transcendent, and Xuandan Realm, and even those beyond the Xuandan Realm in the Yin Yang Realm.

If one were to regard the court of the Heavenly Sea Country as a sect, it would undoubtedly be a super powerful sect.

"Keep it low-key, absolutely not like the flamboyance on New Moon Island, or it could truly happen that some old monster pops out of nowhere and slaps me to death."

Zhong Lin instinctively activated the Concealing God Technique, restraining his aura to appear utterly unremarkable.

Walking side by side with Long Zhao on the wide street, the street was paved with white stones, immaculate, with enough space to allow several carriages to walk abreast.

On either side of the street were drainage ditches, almost comparable to small rivers. Bridges appeared every five hundred steps, with various shops flanking the bridges. Behind the shops were various courtyards and estates, and further away stood towering buildings.

Some were short, some tall, uneven in height, with the tallest ones resembling large towers.

People came and went, weaving in and out, and in the sky above, some individuals soared high, flying to and from.

In the nations of the Xuan Gui Continent, riding horses and sitting in palanquins symbolized power, whereas here, flying in the sky was the essence of strength.

The two spent half a day in the city but only covered a small part.

"Senior Brother, should we head to Great Ocean Peak now?"

Long Zhao looked at Zhong Lin, waiting for him to decide.

Great Ocean Peak is located on the far west side of the Heavenly Sea Country, where the entrance to the Xuanling Secret Realm resides.

"No rush. First, let’s organize the gains from New Moon Island. I still need to refine a batch of elixirs to elevate my cultivation to Perfection in the Yunling Realm. This expedition into the Xuanling Secret Realm is crucial for us to condense Xuandan, and nothing can go wrong," Zhong Lin said solemnly.

"Mm, as you say, Senior Brother, there’s more than a year left, that’s enough time."

Unlike before on New Moon Island, the two did not rent a house but went straight to find an inn.

The inn was vast, specifically catering to martial artists, with each room being a standalone courtyard, no different from rented houses, just slightly more expensive.

In the past, they might have hesitated, but now... money was not an issue.

By sorting Long Zhao’s storage equipment, which hung all over his body, they amassed a wealth of two hundred million spirit stones, along with various spiritual medicines, ores, spirit pills, and spiritual artifacts. Selling them would only garner more spirit stones.

These spirit stones were enough to sustain their cultivation for quite a long time. If not for the lack of spiritual objects required for advancing to the Xuandan Realm, Zhong Lin would have considered a prolonged seclusion.

In the secret chamber, Zhong Lin sat cross-legged, with a crimson pill furnace before him.

This pill furnace, called the "Star-falling Giant Cauldron," was a trophy from the Heaven Pavilion, a top-grade spiritual artifact, just one step away from evolving into a mystical artifact, crafted from a crimson meteorite iron containing the "Yin Ruins Dragon Fire."

This fire, a Yin fire, born of the Infinite Sea Qi, Earth Lung Yin Qi, and naturally tempered by the Returning Ruins Secret Power, classified as Sea Qi Yin Fire, doesn’t extinguish in water; instead, it intensifies. It can melt copper and iron, incinerate the four seas.

"With this precious cauldron, the old pill furnace can be discarded. The difference is immense."

Only a Pill Master understands how different a good pill furnace truly is.

With a thought, a frigid flame ignited beneath the Star-falling Giant Cauldron. The flame was gray-black, not as hot as ordinary flames but instead exuding a cold feeling. However, as the flame appeared, the Star-falling Giant Cauldron quickly heated up.

"A fine furnace, fine flames."

Zhong Lin watched the Star-falling Giant Cauldron with delight. In mere moments, the furnace’s temperature reached his requirements, incomparable to the previous furnace, much like upgrading from a sparrow to a cannon.

Without hesitation, the spiritual medicines that had long been prepared dropped into the furnace, transforming under the Yin Ruins Dragon Fire — into powder, liquid, or paste. In mere moments, the purification was complete.

Under Zhong Lin’s Divine Soul control, these semi-finished products either combined in pairs, or grouped in threes, integrating and merging mutually.

Several hours later, after nearly a thousand spiritual medicines merged into a solution, Zhong Lin retrieved the Purple Essence Lotus.

With a tremble of his palm, the fantastical Purple Essence Lotus instantly collapsed, leaving only a violet mist swirling at his fingertip.

"Go!"

With a flick, the violet mist, encased in Spiritual Origin, fell into the Star-falling Giant Cauldron, directly merging into the solution.

As the mist melded in, the fist-sized solution trembled violently, like a catalyst had been added, initiating the final fusion.

Buzz!

After a moment, accompanied by crisp clanging sounds from the pill furnace, a look of joy appeared on Zhong Lin’s face.

With a wave of his right hand, the top cover opened, and a jade-green elixir flew out, landing in the palm.

"The Yun Shen Pill is finally complete."

The elixir appeared a jade-green, like a piece of emerald, exuding a rich elixir fragrance, refreshing the mind of anyone who smelled it. Even the Divine Soul within the Soul Palace trembled under this fragrance, seemingly strengthening.

Zhong Lin did not immediately consume the Yun Shen Pill. Instead, he touched his right forefinger to his forehead, then pulled it away, and a hint of Qing Guang flew forth from the center of his brow.

Qing Guang expanded with the wind, and moments later transformed into a Bronze Ancient Bell, suspended in front of him.

Clang!

The reverberating bell sound transmitted wave-like vibrations through the air, turning everything it touched to dust, even causing the Yin Ruins Dragon Fire beneath the Star-falling Giant Cauldron to tremble and flicker.

With a hint of joy on his face, Zhong Lin commanded the Donghuang Bell back to his palm, resting it upside down.

"Finally, it has evolved into a spiritual artifact. My year’s toil has not been in vain. Now I can imprint my conception on it, increasing its power."

A Lifebound Weapon is connected to a martial artist’s bloodline and Divine Soul, capable of bearing conception. Zhong Lin intended to imprint his Sword Intent, Fist Intent, and other conceptions shattered by these two intents upon it.

Zhong Lin’s fake Donghuang Bell name sounded grand, but it was just a superficial name; only after imprinting the conception would its power slowly reveal,

"However, before imprinting, I should enhance its quality first."