Chapter 545: Cultivation Breakthrough, Fourth-Level Alchemist (Subscription Request)

(PS: The first two chapters were written wrong. It was Dijian Mountain, not Gujian Mountain, that had conflicts with the protagonist. It has been changed.)

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Two years, not too long or too short.

But this time was enough to spread the explosive news that Wei Tu challenged Situ Yang to all the righteous domains.

More than 90% of the Yuanying ancestors of the four major forces in the inland countries expressed their disapproval of Wei Tu.

They thought that Wei Tu was asking for trouble.

How could the Taoist of Shengya Mountain lose to Wei Tu?

If they would lose, Shengya Mountain would not agree to start this battle in Dijian Mountain at this moment.

—— Shengya Mountain will not easily waste its reputation accumulated for thousands of years.

But… there are still some people who are very optimistic and confident that Wei Tu can defeat Situ Yang again.

Even think that Situ Yang is overestimating his own abilities.

These people are Huyan Tu, the ancestor of the Yu family, Cao Mi and others who know Wei Tu’s background.

They would not think that Wei Tu, who had attacked and killed the Taoist of Six Desires, would lose to a "newly promoted Yuanying" who had just started out.

Because although Shengya Mountain has a great reputation, it is not so prominent compared to the five sects of the Demonic Dao.

The Taoist of Six Desires is a strong man of the same level as the head of Shengya Mountain "Lian Shourang". His death at the hands of Wei Tu means that Wei Tu also has the ability to kill Lian Shourang.

Even his master "Lian Shourang" could not do anything to Wei Tu, let alone a mere Situ Yang?

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While Wei Tu was paying attention to the outside voices, he did not forget his short-term plans.

In the second month after Lian Shourang left.

He started the furnace and prepared to start refining the "Blood Wing Pill".

In a few months, Wei Tu had thoroughly figured out the recipe of the "Blood Wing Pill" and the pharmacology of the corresponding spiritual medicine.

Now, the only thing left is to refine this last step.

"Once I succeed, I will be a fourth-level alchemist."

In the alchemy room, Wei Tu thought to himself while preheating the alchemy furnace.

A hundred years ago, before he broke through the Nascent Soul Realm, his attainments in alchemy had already reached the quasi-fourth level.

Then, the reason why he was not promoted to a fourth-level alchemist immediately was related to two aspects.

First, the time for cultivation was too tight.

He spent most of his time on improving his realm and practicing secret techniques, and had no time to focus on the path of alchemy.

Second, he did not have a fourth-level recipe or fourth-level spiritual medicine to practice.

The resources in the Da Cang Xiuxian Realm are scarce, and any spiritual object above the fourth level is extremely precious.

If it weren't for this time, he killed You Gongquan and happened to get the recipe of the Blood Wing Pill and a complete spiritual medicine from him, he would not have taken the opportunity to take this opportunity to be promoted to a fourth-level alchemist.

"I hope it will succeed this time."

Wei Tu gathered his mind, entered several spells into the alchemy furnace in front of him, and began to formally refine the alchemy.

Preheat the spiritual flame.

Put the spiritual medicine in order.

Melt the spirit with fire...

Half a month passed in a flash.

Soon, it was the day of the pill.

"Bang", "Bang", with the sound of slight gas explosion, the lid of the pill furnace was lifted up by the gas, and two blood-colored pills the size of longan flew up in the furnace, floating in the air, emitting a faint spiritual light.

"It's done!" Wei Tu's face was full of joy.

If a senior fourth-level alchemist were to refine the Blood Wing Pill, it would be enough to make three or even four pills.

However, for him, "one pill" was enough to make him a fourth-level alchemist.

Not to mention, now it's two pills.

This number has exceeded his initial psychological expectations.

Next, Wei Tu did not put the two "Blood Wing Pills" into the storage bag, but began to take and refine them in batches, producing and selling them by himself.

——Blood Wing Pill, like the "Jingcui Pill" of Alliance Leader Tan, is a spiritual pill for cultivation in the Nascent Soul Realm.

Although this pill has little effect on the improvement of the Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivators, you should know that Wei Tu's cultivation was close to the "great success" of the Nascent Soul mid-stage before he broke through the Nascent Soul mid-stage.

Later, he practiced dual cultivation with Wang Sutai and improved his cultivation a lot.

Now, with these two spiritual pills, he has hope to make further progress in a short time.

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Time flies, and the years pass by.

In a blink of an eye, two springs and autumns have passed.

"It was a pleasant surprise to break through the realm one month before the battle."

In the closed-door room of the Divine Master's Mansion, Wei Tu slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a turbid breath.

Although facing Situ Yang, whether he breaks through the realm or not has little impact on the battle situation, but... since he can break through, he will not deliberately hinder his cultivation progress.

After all, he doesn't need to affect his normal cultivation for this little thing.

To him, defeating an early Nascent Soul is almost the same as eating and drinking water.

"It's time to set off."

After stabilizing his cultivation, Wei Tu didn't waste any more time. He sent a message to the housekeeper "Yan Yu" and then fled in the direction of the Earth Sword Mountain.

"I wonder if Master Wei won or lost?"

Seeing the light of flight rising from the Master's Mansion, the cultivators of the Yingding tribe in Hujie Immortal City couldn't help but raise their heads, and this thought came to their minds.

Although this battle was Wei Tu's private matter, because of the status of Master Wei Tu, this matter was also closely related to the Yingding tribe.

If they won, they would share the glory.

From then on, the status of the Yingding tribe would be much higher than other forces.

If they lost, they would also find it difficult to raise their heads, and would be ridiculed by the cultivators of the outside forces.

Foolish things like "Ants trying to shake a tree" can become a laughing stock for the Yingding tribe in Kangguo and even in other countries for hundreds or even thousands of years.

"They should lose."

"After all, Master Wei is not famous for his fighting ability. He has been a baby for more than a hundred years and has no outstanding achievements."

Someone secretly sent a message with a frustrated attitude.

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Dijian Mountain is not far from Yingding tribe.

In just half a day,

Wei Tu had already arrived at the gate of Dijian Mountain.

However, unlike the grand occasion of his baby condensation ceremony a hundred years ago, no Dijian Mountain ancestor came forward to greet him this time. Even the disciples guarding the mountain at the gate were quite cold.

"Yes, Mo Laogui and Yu Tongzi are people who are arrogant at first and respectful later. Now, with the support of Shengya Mountain, it is normal to be respectful at first and arrogant later."

Wei Tu smiled casually and didn't care.

After this battle, he was very curious about what attitude the two ancestors of Dijian Mountain would have towards him.

However, although there were no cultivators from Dijian Mountain to greet him, Cao Mi and others who had arrived earlier came out of Dijian Mountain and welcomed him in.

"Brother Wei Dao? I didn't expect Cao Mi to call Wei Tu so intimately? He is quite ignorant!"

"Do you want to make Wei Tu angry?"

In the main hall of Dijian Mountain, a group of Yuanying ancestors who came to watch the battle sat in the hall. Their spiritual sense swept a glance at Cao Mi who came in from the door and had a good chat with Wei Tu, and then a bit of teasing appeared on the corner of their mouth.

As the saying goes.

He who knows the times is a hero.

If it were normal, they would not mind making friends with Wei Tu, a Yuanying rookie, and expanding their network.

But now, Shengya Mountain has made it clear that it does not intend to let Wei Tu have an easy time.

Even, they want Wei Tu to pay the price of blood.

They can tell which is more important between Shengya Mountain and Wei Tu, and they can stand in the right line.

Considering this point——

Cao Mi and others who are still making friends with Wei Tu are undoubtedly fools who go against the trend.

However, for this scene.

Cao Mi did not care. She looked calm, with a faint smile on her lips, and continued to talk to Wei Tu.

"These people are short-sighted. Brother Wei Dao does not need to care..." Cao Mi said in a voice transmission.

Hearing this, Wei Tu did not comment, shook his head and smiled, skipping this topic.

After all, if Cao Mi did not know his true realm, whether he would still be like this at this moment is still unknown.

Not long after, Wei Tu sat in a seat close to Cao Mi under the guidance of Cao Mi.

Half a day later.

The cultivators from Shengya Mountain who came from afar also rushed to the gate of Dijian Mountain.

Different from their attitude towards Wei Tu, these Yuanying ancestors smiled one by one after sensing the cultivators from Shengya Mountain, and flew forward to greet them.

"Fellow Daoist Situ, after today's battle, I wonder if you can come to my teahouse for a visit."

"I have just made a batch of excellent spiritual tea recently, and I am waiting for you to taste it."

The compliments soon reached Wei Tu's ears from outside the hall.

The next moment, Situ Yang, who had been defeated by Wei Tu, appeared at the door of the hall, and his sharp eyes instantly met with Wei Tu.

"Wei Tu!"

Situ Yang narrowed his eyes and gently read out the two words.

At this moment, although he was very flattered by the cultivators around him, he knew his own business, and he still respected Wei Tu...quite a bit.

Two years ago, his master Lian Shourang returned to the sect and told him about Wei Tu's realm, and pointed out one thing: if he was not a Yuanying cultivator from Shengya Mountain, he would definitely lose this battle.

The reason is that without Shengya Mountain's dedicated cultivation, it would be difficult for him to catch up with Wei Tu in a short period of time, and then maintain the same realm as Wei Tu at the moment.

In a way.

He... will win unfairly!

He did not defeat Wei Tu by his personal strength, but by his own background.

This point is difficult for him, a proud person, to accept.

"But... background is also part of strength."

Situ Yang's heart immediately rang with the words that his master Lian Shourang said to comfort him before he left Shengya Mountain.

Thinking of this, Situ Yang's eyes soon became firm again.

After all, it was not his fault that he was born in Shengya Mountain.

"Friend Mo, since Friend Wei has arrived, you and I can go to the place of fighting!"

After ignoring Wei Tu's eyes, Situ Yang turned his head to look at Mo Laogui behind him, and said indifferently.

"Friend Situ, you just arrived at Dijian Mountain... and you haven't rested yet. After the long journey, your magic power is inevitably a little damaged..."

Mo Laogui persuaded.

Although he didn't think that the disciple of Shengya Mountain would lose to Wei Tu, a cold Yuanying, it was always good to give Situ Yang as much hope of winning as possible.

"If I can't win within a hundred moves, I will lose the face of Shengya Mountain."

Situ Yang waved his hand to refuse, saying lightly.

One hundred moves is his bottom line.

If he can't defeat Wei Tu within a hundred moves, then he and Wei Tu will be almost tied.

And a tie is a result that no one in Shengya Mountain can accept.

Now, even if he is tired from traveling, he will not have the magic power to make a hundred moves.

Hearing this, Mo Laogui couldn't refute it. He thought about it carefully and it made sense, so he agreed to Situ Yang, stepped forward, and led the way for him.

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Half a day later.

In the back mountain of Dijian Mountain, on the martial arts training ground.

Wei Tu and Situ Yang were suspended in the air, hundreds of feet apart, facing each other from a distance.

Around them were a group of Yuanying ancestors who came to watch the battle, about a dozen people.

"Wei Tu, I think Zhao Yu'e also told you that as long as you admit defeat as soon as possible during the fight, I will try my best to hold back..."

"I can guarantee you this."

"As long as you shout for mercy, I will stop immediately and never take advantage of the victory to deepen your injuries."

In full view of the crowd, Situ Yang paused, glanced at Wei Tu, and said these words.

As soon as the voice fell.

Nearby, the monks watching the battle soon praised Situ Yang with flattering words.

"Fellow Daoist Situ, you are indeed a disciple of Shengya Mountain. You really have the demeanor of an ancient gentleman."

"If some narrow-minded villains had won for the first time, they would have secretly formed a group of assassins to strangle Wei Tu in the cradle."

"It is impossible to sit back and watch him break through the Nascent Soul Realm."

"Ancient gentleman?" Wei Tu raised his eyebrows and looked at Situ Yang seriously.

He admitted that Situ Yang's character was not bad and he had no bad reputation in Shengya Mountain.

He was a good second-generation immortal.

But... compared with the "ancient gentleman", he was not very worthy.

This time, if he had not used his power to force the Zhao family of Shengya to treat Zhao Qingluo harshly, which triggered a certain amount of public opinion... then he would not have called on Shengya Mountain to accept this challenge.

If Situ Yang really had the demeanor of an ancient gentleman, he would probably have given up challenging him again after seeing him refuse the first fight, instead of trying every means to force him to accept this challenge.