YM778.TV Chapter 230 - Can You Refine a Void Nascent Pill? (3)
Chapter 230: Can You Refine a Void Nascent Pill? (3)
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Tuoba Cheng began to throw out sweet dates.
Not everyone present was qualified to enter the secret place. Now that Tuoba Cheng had opened the secret place, their eyes immediately lit up.
“The medical hall and the Sword Pavilion will fully support you.” As Tuoba Cheng spoke, he turned to look at Han Muye.
“Will the sword pavilion be a problem?”
Han Muye nodded, “No problem.”
Recently, the Sword Pavilion had accepted many swords. Even if these disciples went to get swords to exchange, they could deal with them.
Hearing Han Muye’s words, many people looked happy.
The swords in the Sword Pavilion were precious. It was extremely difficult to obtain one.
Only after such a sect mission would one have the chance to go to the Sword Pavilion to receive a sword.
After today’s discussion, everyone bowed and left the hall.
Those junior disciples were all rubbing their fists and preparing to increase their cultivation and combat strength to fight for the school.
Han Muye didn’t leave.
Previously, Tuoba Cheng had told him to stay.
After all the disciples and elders in the hall had left, leaving only Tuoba Cheng and the two Grand Elders, Han Muye stood up.
“Han Muye, do you have time to refine a few Void Meridian Pills recently?” Zhang Zhihe looked at Han Muye with a smile and said.
It was indeed for alchemy.
Thinking of how he had been ruthlessly squeezed when he tried to refine the Void Meridian Pill, Han Muye hurriedly waved his hand and said, “I’ve really encountered a bottleneck in my cultivation recently and am preparing to enter seclusion.”
There was a bottleneck to cultivation, and Tuoba Chengcheng knew it.
Who wouldn’t go into seclusion to cultivate?
In seclusion?
Grand Elder Wu Ziyuan frowned and said, “How long will you be in seclusion?”
Han Muye shook his head and said indifferently, “Maybe a year, maybe two years.”
With that, he cupped his hands and said, “Grand Elder, don’t worry. I will definitely come out of seclusion before the nine sects rearrange their battles.”
Exit seclusion before the battles?
At that time, even if you refined the Void Meridian Pill, would it be useful?
Wu Ziyuan looked displeased and snorted.
On the other hand, Tuoba Cheng and Zhang Zhihe’s expressions did not change as they smiled at Han Muye.
Tuoba Cheng said in a low voice, “Han Muye, this battle for the rearrangement of the nine sects not only concerns the reputation of the nine sects in the Western Frontier.”
Han Muye knew about this matter. It also involved the Southern Wasteland’s compensation to the Western Frontier.
That was a large amount of spiritual rocks.
“Perhaps you know about the Southern Wasteland’s compensation to the Western Frontier.” Tuoba Cheng looked at Han Muye and said solemnly, “But you don’t know that this matter is also related to the qualification to explore a mystic realm in the Southern Wasteland.”
Exploration of the Southern Wasteland Mystic Realm?
Han Muye looked at Tuoba Cheng.
He really didn’t know about this.
“You also know the reason why the Southern Wasteland attacked the Western Frontier. The Central Continent has the intention to annex the Southern Wasteland.”
“Li Mubai negotiated peace with the Southern Wasteland and requested that the Southern Wasteland share the exploration qualifications of the Ten Thousand Demon Mystic Realm with the Western Frontier in five years.”
“In exchange, the Western Frontier allows the Southern Wasteland tribes to migrate.”
Ten Thousand Demon Mystic Realm?
Han Muye frowned and said, “Is it the mystic realm that is said to be blessed by the ancestors of the demon race and contains the inheritance of the demon race?”
When Han Muye was searching for information about the Southern Wasteland, he had read about the Ten Thousand Demon Mystic Realm in the book of the sect’s mystic realm.
This mystic realm could be said to be the greatest treasure land for the inheritance of the demonic spirits in the Southern Wasteland.
It contained all the inheritances of the Southern Wasteland’s demon race.
There was also the blessing of the demon ancestors. The lucky ones who entered could obtain various treasures and the power of ancient bloodlines.
Such a place was open every 100 years. Only the elites of the younger generation who had grown up within 500 years could enter.
The cultivation speed of the demons was slow. 500 years of cultivation was not comparable to a hundred years of cultivation for humans.
“Would the demons allow cultivators from the Western Frontier to enter such a place?” Han Muye asked and shook his head with a smile.
If it was not allowed, could it be given to the Central Continent?
Since he would lose it anyway, he might as well exchange it for benefits.
The cultivators of the Western Frontier could obtain benefits from the mystic realm, but the demons of the Southern Wasteland needed a living space.
For Han Muye, he really wanted to take a look at this secret place.
The subsequent cultivation techniques he cultivated were all derived by himself. If he could comprehend more demonic cultivation techniques in the secret place, it would be beneficial to his body tempering cultivation.
Also, he had a piece of fur that could resist the lightning tribulation.
He suspected that this fur was the skin of an ancient beast. There might be clues in the Ten Thousand Demon Mystic Realm.
For the various sects in the Western Frontier, the qualification to enter and explore such a mystic realm meant that in the next few decades or centuries, there would be a few more experts in the sect.
No one would let go of such an opportunity.
“Han Muye, we’re fighting for the rankings of the nine sects and the qualifications to enter the mystic realm. We’re all fighting for the providence of the sect. Do you understand?” Zhang Zhihe looked at Han Muye and said softly, “If the demons of the Southern Wasteland migrate to the Western Frontier, the situation in the Western Frontier will change.”
The Western Frontier was dominated by the nine sects.
But if the demons of the Southern Wasteland came, it would be different.
They were trying their best to increase the strength of their sect so that they would have enough strength to protect themselves in the future.
“One million spiritual rocks, three sets of spiritual herbs.” Tuoba Cheng raised his hand and pointed at the foot of the mountain. “And a treasure worth less than 500,000.”
With this price, he was being quite sincere.
Han Muye pondered for a moment and nodded. “Okay.”
Seeing him agree, Tuoba Cheng smiled and said, “Kid, you really don’t commit yourself until success is certain.”
After saying that, he said softly, “Can you refine a Void Nascent Pill?”
Void Nascent Pill, peak of the Earth Realm. If taken by a half-step Heaven Realm expert when breaking through to the Heaven Realm, he could temporarily have Nascent Soul comprehension.
This level of comprehension could allow a breakthrough to happen naturally.
One could imagine how precious such a pill was.
The entire Western Frontier did not know if such a pill existed.
Han Muye shook his head and said, “Without spiritual herbs and a complete pill formula, I’m afraid I’m helpless.”
He was telling the truth.
He had seen half a pill formula for the Void Nascent Pill in the Little Alchemy Pavilion.
The spiritual herbs needed for it were all priceless.
It would take too much effort to deduce half of such a pill formula.
“Patriarch Tao Ran has been studying the Void Nascent Pill recently and has gained something.”
Tuoba Cheng’s words stunned Han Muye.
“As for spiritual herbs, the sect will search with all its might.” Tuoba Cheng stared at Han Muye with a strange look in his eyes.
“Kid Han, the stronger the Nine Mystic Sword Sect is, the stronger your strength will be.
“In the future, all of this will be helpful to your cultivation path, don’t you think?”
In the hall, the atmosphere suddenly became serious.