Ye Xuan glanced at the withered demon pill on the grid to introduce the information, and his eyes flashed slightly.
"This demon pill is actually the Nine Netherworld Blue Sky Demonic Withered Pill of True King Realm. There is no demon essence in it, but there is only a trace of the demon king's blood in it."
Ye Xuan pondered slightly, the contribution points that need to be redeemed for this shriveled demon pill are 2,800 points, which can be said to be very valuable.
But Ye Xuan still used the token to touch the exchange card on the grid, and a flash of white light suddenly appeared. Then there were only two hundred contribution points left in Ye Xuan's identity token, and the demon pill also belonged to Ye Xuan.
"You actually spent 2,800 points to exchange for a withered pill!" A girl's voice sounded in astonishment from the side.
Ye Xuan turned around and saw Bai Xiaotong, Ouyang Hua and Gu Tengzheng looking at him with strange expressions.
"What's wrong?" Ye Xuan smiled slightly, put away the demon pill, and left immediately.
Although the demon elixir has been exhausted and has no great use, it can resonate with the shadow of the dragon soul in the Samsara Martial Soul, and Ye Xuan will not let it go.
Looking at Ye Xuan's back as he walked out of the Treasure Pavilion, Gu Teng grinned, "What a prodigal. The contribution of 2,800 points is equivalent to 280,000 silver coins, and he didn't even blink an eye."
You must know that Gu Teng was ranked fourth as an entry-level disciple this time, with only 500 contribution points; Bai Xiaotong was third, with 1,000 contribution points; and Ouyang Hua was second, with 2,000 contribution points.
The three of them added together are only 3,500 points.
"Such a large amount of contribution is enough to purchase a Zongzheng True King Realm Demon Pill in Zongmenfang City." Bai Xiaotong smiled sarcastically.
Ouyang Hua touched his chin, his eyes flickered, and said, "Some of the treasures in the treasure pavilion in Qingyun Valley are cheaper than the outside world, but some are several times, even dozens of times more expensive. His thoughts are really difficult for normal people to understand."
Come and catch it.”
I don’t know whether Ouyang Hua was praising Ye Xuan or...
Qianlong Residence is the place with the most abundant energy of heaven and earth in the outer disciple area. Only the silver-level martial arts geniuses and the top freshmen of each session can live in Qianlong Residence. Moreover, practicing in Qianlong Residence has great benefits.
More is not just as simple as having enough energy.
Qianlong Residence is located on the top of the highest mountain in the outer disciple area. There are ten small attics inside, which are faintly protected by the light of the formation.
When Ye Xuan arrived at Qianlong Residence, the night had already darkened.
"The vitality of heaven and earth is so strong."
Ye Xuan walked into the Qianlong Residence and immediately felt the vitality in the air, which was twice as strong as outside.
Cultivating in the Qianlong Center will definitely be much faster than outside.
A hundred-foot white stone square is surrounded by ten majestic pavilions.
"The disciples who can live in Qianlong Residence receive key training from the sect, far beyond the comparison with other entry-level disciples."
Ye Xuan came to the No. 6 loft, swiped the token on the door number, the door opened, and he walked in.
Not long after Ye Xuan entered Residence No. 6, a girl wearing a goose-yellow skirt also entered Qianlong Residence and went straight into the attic No. 5 next to it.
"Since the sect has priced it so high, congratulations, it should have value."
Attic No. 6 has three rooms.
In one of the training rooms, Ye Xuan sat cross-legged, took out the shriveled demon pill, and looked expectantly.
He exhaled lightly and released his reincarnation martial spirit.
Immediately, the Samsara Martial Spirit bloomed with light, and golden light illuminated the entire secret room, and Ye Xuan strangely discovered that the demon pill in his hand vibrated strangely the moment the Samsara Martial Spirit appeared.
No!
It shouldn’t be said to be shaking, but trembling!
Ye Xuan's face was full of strange color. The demon elixir that was originally a dead object started to move on its own the moment the Samsara Martial Spirit appeared. What's going on?
In Ye Xuan's surprised gaze, two golden light strips were released from the Samsara Martial Spirit, extending into the shriveled demon pill.
"Ah~~!" Ye Xuan screamed and threw out the demon pill in his hand.
I saw that his right hand was dripping with blood! And the demon pill he threw was actually glowing with a faint blue light.
‘Bang!’ But the next moment, the demon pill burst into pieces in the void.
A ray of blood within it was actually entangled by the two light belts released by the Samsara Martial Spirit, and was gradually pulled into the Samsara Martial Spirit.
Ye Xuan's eyes were clear, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat. He actually saw a strange shadow struggling in the blood, and let out a silent scream!
"Could it be...!" Ye Xuan suddenly thought of something.
He ignored the pain in his hand and concentrated on it. He felt an indescribable force coming out of the shadow, which made his chest sink and he could hardly breathe!
But at this time, the blood and energy phantom was entangled by two light belts, entering towards the Samsara Martial Spirit. Although it struggled hard, it was pulled into the Samsara Martial Spirit in a matter of seconds and merged with the shadow of the dragon.
‘Boom!’ A powerful energy burst out from the ‘Dragon Shadow’ and poured into Ye Xuan’s whole body.
"Ah!" Ye Xuan roared, and a wave of energy suddenly surged out of his body.
"Is this!?" Ye Xuan felt a terrifying demon element filling his body, which could burst his body at any time.
Ye Xuan's mind roared, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, then his eyes went black and he fainted.
But the martial arts aura on his body was strangely... improving!
As the dark night fell, Ye Xuan had a dream. In the dream, he became a powerful nine-nether blue sky, roaring up to the sky, glaring at the thunder calamity falling from the sky!
He wants to face those thunder tribulations, use the power of thunder tribulations to baptize his body, sublimate his soul, and transform into a higher-level flying dragon!
‘Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom…’ The terrifying tribulation thunder descended.
With a series of unwilling screams and roars, in the end, Jiuyou Bitianmang's body was reduced to ashes in the mighty thunder of heaven, and a ray of residual soul hid in its withered and cracked residual elixir...
…
"Hmm~" In the secret room, the unconscious Ye Xuan groaned, his fingers trembled twice, and he slowly opened his eyes.
"What's wrong with me!?"
Ye Xuan was confused and got up.
"What...the fourth level of True Yuan Realm!?" Ye Xuan was suddenly startled and froze there.
He suddenly discovered that the vitality in his body had increased several times, reaching the fourth level of the True Essence Realm!
At the same time, he felt that the qi and blood in his body were purer, and the qi and blood were surging and powerful.
With a thought in his mind, Ye Xuan released the Samsara Martial Spirit and floated above his head. He saw a small shadow of a small dragon swimming in the Samsara Martial Spirit, spitting out wisps of electric arcs.
"The Thunder Dragon Martial Soul actually has spirituality!" Ye Xuan stared, and then he was surprised and happy.
The Thunder Dragon Martial Soul was obviously fused with a remnant soul of the Nine Netherworld Blue Sky Mang, and underwent mysterious changes, thus creating spirituality!
And you must know that there are many martial souls in the world, but there are very few martial souls with spirituality. Moreover, it is almost impossible to develop spirituality one day after tomorrow.
…
In the attic of No. 5.
"Junior Sister Ji, you have to know the identity of Master Shangguan Hao and what will happen if you refuse the invitation." A young female disciple looked at the face of Ji Ruorou and sneered.
"I have reached a critical stage in my cultivation now, and I don't want to focus on other things." Ji Ruorou's innocent face wrinkled slightly.
"Hey, you've reached a critical stage in your cultivation. I think you just don't want to see Mr. Hao!"
"So what?" Ji Ruorou's bright eyes showed anger and helplessness.
After he entered the sect, there were many male disciples pestering him, either genius brothers or young masters from other big families...