A world spirit of a superior market realm was considered a supreme treasure, who wouldn’t want to obtain it?
All of the people were excited and said that no matter what, they had to seize the World Spirit of the Green Dragon Void and not fall into the hands of the savage beasts.
If, for example, the Heaven Swallowing Demon Dragon or the several princes of the Immortal Blood Race, obtained the World Spirit of the Green Dragon Ruins, it could be called like a tiger with wings, and it would probably be invincible in the future, exterminating the human race and establishing a new fae civilization.
Sun Di Di cried and sighed, “We only have three Sacred Flowers, isn’t that only three spots?”
Zhang Ruochen, Da Sikong, Er Sikong, and Huang Yixian were definitely all going to compete for the Spirit of the World, and no matter how they were divided up, it wouldn’t be enough.
Sun Dadi was naturally nervous, worried about losing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Xiao Hei smiled and said, ”An ordinary holy flower can naturally only be considered a quota. However, the seven-colored holy flowers contain more than ten times more source qi than ordinary holy flowers, so as long as you refine one petal, you will also be considered to have received a quota.”
Sun Di Di immediately revealed a look of great joy, moved his fingers, and began to calculate.
Six petals, plus two holy flowers, equaled eight spots.
Eight slots was not generous, but it was already quite good, enough to build up a powerful battle team, far stronger than fighting alone.
According to Little Black’s speculation, many places in the Green Dragon Market Realm would give birth to Sacred Origin Spirit Springs.
A Sixth Grade Sacred Source Spirit Spring could give birth to one or two Sacred Flowers, providing one or two places.
A seventh-grade sacred source spring could provide several, or even dozens of places.
An eighth-grade holy source spirit spring could provide dozens of places.
As for a ninth-grade Saint Origin Spirit Spring, it would only be born in a place where the Spirit of the World appeared.
It could be imagined that in some other places in the Green Dragon Market Realm, in order to compete for the Sacred Source Spirit Springs and Sacred Flowers, the killing must have been quite grueling, with an unknown number of living beings, turned into dead bodies.
Little Black entered the Scroll World and began to refine the Sacred Origin Pill.
Zhang Ruochen revealed a contemplative expression and began to think, how to arrange the eight quotas.
He valued the World Spirit of the Green Dragon Market Realm quite highly, after all, one would need to experience millions of years to wait for such an opportunity, and no one would want to miss it.
Zhang Ruochen’s gaze stared towards Murong Yue.
Nowadays, Murong Yue’s cultivation level had already reached the third stage of Half-Saint, and her cultivation speed was considered extremely fast. However, such a realm was obviously not enough to fight against top powerhouses.
Murong Yue was one of the people that Zhang Ruochen was planning to focus on cultivating, and could use all the cultivation resources on her.
Murong Yue’s physique also had infinite potential, and it was possible for her to cultivate the Extreme Yin Body successfully. Although, compared to Han Chu, she was slightly inferior, she was still at the top level.
However, her heart was very determined, and this was something that surpassed Han Chu.
Zhang Ruochen met Murong Yue once alone and told her about Han Chu.
Murong Yue immediately knelt down on one knee, her eyes tinged with a few chills as she said, ”Does Your Highness want your subordinate to bring someone to get rid of her? Or, is Your Highness worried that your subordinate will one day be like her and develop an insubordinate heart?”
Zhang Ruochen was very frank and nodded, saying, “It is true that I don’t want you to become the second her, and of course, I don’t doubt your loyalty. I met you alone, in fact, just made up my mind and prepared to focus on cultivating you. For the next period of time, you enter the Tou Shu World in seclusion and strive to raise your cultivation level as soon as possible, and at the same time, cultivate into the Extreme Yin Body.”
Regardless of whether or not Han Qiu would return in the future, her departure had indeed caught Zhang Ruochen a bit off guard.
Zhang Ruochen’s side did not lack an expert, only a ruthless one.
Right now, Zhang Ruochen urgently needed to cultivate a ruthless and strong person to take Han Chu’s place.
Obviously, Murong Yue was a very suitable candidate.
In the past, Zhang Ruochen had also provided Murong Yue with some cultivation resources, only that those were just ordinary resources that did not enhance her too much.
Murong Yue slightly frowned her eyebrows and said, ”I’m afraid that my subordinate is going to disappoint Your Highness, my physique, which has already reached a critical point, has never been able to take the final step. Wanting to cultivate into an Extreme Yin Body is simply impossible.”
The so-called “Extreme Yin Body” was to cultivate one’s physique to the extreme point of Yin coldness.
Once she succeeded, she would only need to exhale a breath to freeze mountains and rivers, causing snow to fly for thousands of miles.
In the Kunlun Realm, there were actually not a lot of cultivators with a Yin Cold Physique, but no one knew just what level was reached to be considered an Extreme Yin Physique?
“With your own strength, it is naturally impossible to cultivate the Extreme Yin Body successfully.”
Zhang Ruochen took out the Qiankun Divine Wood Diagram and opened the spatial door of the Diagram Scroll World, taking the first step inside, saying, “Follow me.”
Entering the picture scroll world, Zhang Ruochen led Murong Yue to a medicinal garden.
The soil in the medicinal garden was crimson in color, emitting a faint layer of light, and each piece of soil seemed to contain endless divine power.
That was the Divine Blood Red Soil, which Zhang Ruochen had excavated from underneath the Divine Corpse in the netherworld.
Even if it was just a weed that grew on top of the Divine Blood Red Soil, it could turn into a spiritual medicine.
At the moment, the Divine Blood Medicine Garden was filled with various kinds of spirit medicines, tens of thousands of them, emitting purple, green, red, and white light.
The medicinal qi emitted from the spirit medicines condensed into a long bridge of smoke. Zhang Ruochen and Murong Yue walked in and immediately smelled a rich fragrance that made one feel ethereal.
At the center of the medicinal garden, there was a tens of thousands of meters tall vine growing straight up into the sky, growing above the clouds.
The diameter of the vine’s roots was two zhang, and it took ten people together to hold it.
“The legendary divine medicine, the Seven Star Divine Ling.”
Murong Yue’s eyes widened as she stared at the ancient divine vine in front of her, feeling quite shocked.
She had long heard that Zhang Ruochen had found a Divine Pill in the Netherworld, but had never seen it before. This was because the area where the Divine Blood Pill Garden was located was classified as a forbidden land by Zhang Ruochen and Xiao Hei, and no one could approach it.
In the Kunlun Realm, it wasn’t an easy task to find a sacred medicine.
Not to mention a legendary divine medicine.
“That’s right, it’s the Seven Star Divine Ling.”
Zhang Ruochen’s gaze, raised upwards, stared at the five leaves on top of the vine.
The Seven Star Divine Ling originally had seven leaves, which were the Green Dragon, White Tiger, Phoenix, Xuanwu, Kirin, Sun, and Moon, each with different wonderful uses.
Among them, the Phoenix leaf had the effect of nirvana rebirth and had been given to the Xuan Gui Sword Saint to take.
The power of the Kirin leaf was a bit special, representing “luck”. Zhang Ruochen picked it and gave it to his disciple, Cold Snow.
Eventually, Zhang Ruochen’s gaze was fixed on the seventh leaf.
That leaf was quite huge, taking the shape of a crescent moon, as if a bright moon was hanging high in the sky, emitting an extremely gloomy and cold aura.
“The sun is yang and the moon is yin. If even the medicinal power of the Divine Pill cannot help you cultivate into an Extreme Yin Body, then there is nothing I can do!”
Zhang Ruochen soared up and flew towards the moon-shaped leaf, and a moment later, landed on top of the blade.
The leaf took on a jade-white color and emitted a terrifying cold aura, even with Zhang Ruochen’s current cultivation level, he was almost frozen.
Zhang Ruochen naturally wasn’t trying to pick the leaf blade off, he was only collecting the Lunar Divine Dew that condensed above the leaf blade.
In the divine dew, it also contained some of the medicinal power of the divine medicines, which was just right for Murong Yue to take.
“Wow…”
Zhang Ruochen flew down and handed a cup full of dew to Murong Yue, saying, “With your current cultivation level, you are simply unable to refine the leaves of the divine medicines. Using the dew drops on top of the Divine Pill, you should be able to cultivate the Extreme Yin Body successfully.”
Murong Yue received the Divine Dew and immediately left the Pill Garden and began her closed-door cultivation.
Zhang Ruochen picked four different types of Divine Dew from the top of another four Divine Pill leaves.
The Green Dragon Divine Dew, which could be used to enhance spiritual power, was considered a supreme treasure for spiritual power cultivators.
The White Tiger Divine Dew, could be used to condense the physical body, helping the cultivator reach the level of physical body sainthood.
Xuanwu Divine Dew, could enhance a cultivator’s longevity.
As for, the medicinal properties of the Sun Spirit Dew …… Zhang Ruochen had trouble grasping it for a moment, and simply didn’t know its specific effects.
The Sun Spirit Dew was in stark contrast to the Moonflower Divine Dew, with each drop being like hot magma, containing quite a raging power.
An ordinary cultivator who swallowed a single drop would most likely spontaneously combust and die.
“Perhaps, it can be used, to enhance the masculine energy, to successfully cultivate the tenth palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm.”
Once the tenth palm was cultivated, the grade of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm would reach the level of a holy art. Moreover, the power that erupted from it would far exceed that of an ordinary Saint Art.
Back then, when Wan Zhaoyi struck the tenth palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, he could repel both Chen Wutian and the Qing Xiao Sage with the power of one person.
From this, it could be seen how overbearing the power of this palm was.
With the tenth palm, the attack power that erupted from it would most likely exceed forty times.
“The tenth palm of the Dragon Image Prajna Palm is known as the Dragon Swimming to the Nine Heavens, and as long as one successfully cultivates it, the masculine energy in one’s body can reach ten thousand times that of a normal person. Ghosts and demons below the level of impermanence that come close to my body will immediately have their souls scattered.”
The thicker a cultivator’s masculine qi was, the stronger the restraints against dead spirits, Yin Evil, and Ghost Fiends were.
Zhang Ruochen came to the bottom of the Heaven Receiving Divine Wood, took out the Sun Spirit Dew, dispensed a drop, and swallowed it into his stomach.
“Boom!”
The Sun Spirit Dew was like a small sun that burst open, releasing fiery energy, causing Zhang Ruochen’s body to immediately turn a reddish-gold color.
Zhang Ruochen only felt that his body was filled with inexhaustible power, so he stood up and practiced his palm technique, slapping out a palm strike.
The power of the palm technique was most rigid and yang, striking the heaven and earth aura to the point that it trembled ceaselessly.
When the medicinal power of the Sun Spirit Dew declined, Zhang Ruochen immediately took the second drop, and then, continued practicing his palm technique.
About half a month later, Zhang Ruochen didn’t know how many Sun Spirit Dew he had swallowed, and finally, he had cultivated the tenth palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm to a great accomplishment.
On this day, a deafening dragon roar resounded throughout the entire picture scroll world. Only to see, a crimson flaming handprint descended from the sky, smashing more than a dozen mountains in the mountain range into flat ground.
“The Sect Leader has cultivated some sort of divine skill, and his strength has reached a higher level again.”
All of the Ming Sect’s disciples were shocked and rushed out of their caves, immediately kneeling down and bowing down in the direction from which the dragon’s roar emanated.
