novelraw Chapter 704: Lin Feng, Surrounded by Treasures
Chapter 704: Lin Feng, Surrounded by Treasures
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At this moment, however, Lin Feng had no time to care about what kinds of Heavenly Flames Xiao Yan possessed, nor any interest in paying attention to Old Mu Gu. After maintaining extreme concentration and overusing his soul power for so long, he was already on the verge of collapse.
If not for the Core Mother Jade beneath him continuously channeling the power of the earth to stabilize his mind, he would have long since fainted from spiritual exhaustion.
"Damn it… my soul power's almost gone. I need to replenish it, fast."
Feeling the hundreds of types of medicinal powders and herbs within the Ten Thousand Beast Cauldron nearly fused into a single viscous liquid, Lin Feng gritted his teeth inwardly.
He knew there were still quite a few Hall of Souls members lurking nearby. Even though he had refined the Soul Origin he looted from one of their branch halls into pills, he didn't dare use them recklessly under the noses of those people.
After all, those from the Hall of Souls dealt with souls daily—if they recognized his actions, the Hall's pursuit would be endless. With that thought, Lin Feng had no choice but to run his Soul Cultivation Technique to restore his spirit energy.
Instantly, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth surged wildly toward him. Under the suction of his Low-Grade Earth Class Soul Technique, a small vortex appeared above his head, greedily devouring the surrounding energy.
As the influx continued, Lin Feng's depleted soul power began to recover. Even his drowsy, fatigued expression started to clear up.
"Soul Cultivation Technique?!"
Although many cultivators couldn't see that vortex of energy, the high-ranking alchemists—those of high-grade seventh-tier or above—could faintly sense the spiritual energy in the air rushing rapidly into Lin Feng's body.
"Heavens, Lin Feng actually has a Soul Cultivation Technique! No wonder he's already an eighth-tier alchemist at such a young age!"
In the spectator stands, countless onlookers—and even some contestants who had finished refining their pills and descended from the platforms—had their eyes go red with envy upon realizing that the vortex above Lin Feng was caused by a Soul Cultivation Technique.
In an instant, all the gazes that had been fixed on Xiao Yan shifted entirely toward Lin Feng. A technique capable of enhancing soul power—every advanced alchemist had heard rumors of such a thing. For most of them, reaching eighth-tier alchemist was nothing but a distant dream.
Yet now, right before their eyes, appeared a treasure that could greatly increase the odds of breaking through to that very realm—an item that could change one's destiny. How could they not go mad with desire?
If not for the Pill Tower's reputation deterring them, many would have already rushed forward to attack Lin Feng and steal the technique!
As for those alchemists with weaker lineages and less knowledge, they simply stood there, confused, unable to understand what had caused everyone's shock.
Meanwhile, Feng Qing'er, Xiao Yixian, and Ye Xin Lan all clenched their delicate hands, nervous tension written across their faces. Cao Ying and Dan Chen, who still hoped to preserve the Pill Tower's honor, were equally tense.
After all, whether the Pill Tower could save face depended entirely on Lin Feng's success. On the stone platform, Lin Feng—relying on the endless flow of spiritual energy—finally completed the fusion of all the powders and liquids within the cauldron.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
One after another, violent energy shockwaves—enough to terrify even a Dou Zun—slammed against the inner walls of the Ten Thousand Beast Cauldron.
The sound was deafening, echoing throughout the entire plaza!
"Good thing I had this Soul Cultivation Technique... otherwise, my soul would've been drained dry, and the refinement would've failed."
Seeing the emerald-green viscous liquid writhing between coils of a cyan flame dragon, Lin Feng finally let out a breath of relief.
By now, the most difficult step in refining the Bodhisattva Pill was complete. As long as he continued tempering it into its final form, this pill refinement would end in perfect success.
Immediately, he increased the temperature of the flame, constantly roasting the green viscous liquid, forcing it to solidify.
"What kind of pill is this guy refining? Why does the energy shock feel even stronger than when Old Mu Gu refined his four-colored eighth-tier pill?"
Spectators around the plaza were all stunned as they watched the massive crimson cauldron beside Lin Feng tremble violently.
Even several Dou Zun experts felt their hearts shake from the terrifying waves of energy. Even they wouldn't dare stand unprotected within such power—it was unimaginable what kind of pill that final contestant was refining!
"Hu~"
Xiao Yixian and Lin Feng's other wives collectively exhaled in relief upon seeing him successfully merge the medicinal essences. At this point, the pill's refinement was practically complete, and they could finally relax.
Meanwhile, on the high platform, the elders of the Pill Tower were all smiles, joy flashing in their eyes. They all knew perfectly well what kind of pill Lin Feng was refining down there on the stage.
Once he succeeded, it would definitely cause a sensation across the entire Central Plains!
After all, a young man under the age of twenty-six, capable of refining an eight-colored eighth-tier pill—such a feat was enough to be called a peerless genius anywhere in the world.
Even if placed among the Ancient Clans renowned for their alchemy, such as the Yao Clan, he would easily rank within the top ten of their younger generation!
At the same time, the highest glory of the Pill Tower would fall upon their own disciple, completely crushing the Hall of Souls's schemes!
As for the Three Leaders of the Pill Tower, their expressions flickered between joy and worry. If Lin Feng managed to claim the championship of the Pill Gathering, it would preserve the Tower's dignity.
But at the same time, he would become far more difficult to deal with. Once this news spread, even those fickle Elders within the Inner Pill Tower—those who always swayed with the wind—would certainly throw their support behind Lin Feng.
After all, a young man not yet thirty, who not only held the qualification of a Giant candidate but could also refine an eight-colored eighth-tier pill...
As long as those people weren't completely brainless from years of refining, they would know exactly where to stand. When that happened, trying to get rid of Lin Feng would become ten times harder—if not more.
The sun and moon alternated, time quietly slipping away.
When the sunlight of the third day finally fell upon the crowd, a faintly irregular emerald-green pill was slowly spinning inside the cauldron before Lin Feng.
"The time's almost right."
His eyes locked on the pill within the cauldron, which floated amid the green flames, emitting waves of spiritual energy that probed its surroundings. Lin Feng silently murmured to himself.
He raised one hand and brushed across his storage ring, taking out a jade bottle. Holding the bottle, he flicked the stopper off with his thumb.
To enhance the spirituality of an eight-colored eighth-tier pill was no easy task—so he separated a thread of Dou Qi, wrapping it around two tiny grains of pale yellow powder, and carefully drew them out.
"Go!"
With a soft shout, the two grains of Spirit Nourishment Powder flew from his fingertips, landing on the pill within the cauldron under his pained gaze.
"That's… Spirit Nourishment Powder?!"
Although Lin Feng moved quickly, tossing it in right after taking it out, for the alchemists present—whose souls were powerful enough—they easily scanned and confirmed the substance several times in that brief instant.
Spirit Nourishment Powder—something that had long vanished into history, something they had only ever seen mentioned in ancient texts. None of them had expected that Lin Feng actually possessed some—and not just one grain, but two!
"This brat… is he the illegitimate son of some Ancient Clan's patriarch? How does he have every treasure under the heavens?"
One of the Pill Tower Elders could only smile bitterly at the sight.
Though their soul power had long stepped into the Spirit Realm and no longer required such items to assist in absorbing energy or breaking through, Spirit Nourishment Powder was still invaluable when added to high-grade pill refinement—it could enhance a pill's spirituality.
For them, that was extremely desirable. Because an eighth-tier pill was no longer a mundane elixir—it possessed its own spiritual nature. That was precisely why only alchemists with Spirit Realm souls could refine such pills.
It was that very spirituality which made eighth-tier pills so incredibly precious. The stronger the spirituality of the pill, the higher its quality. This was a law recognized throughout the entire alchemy world.
In other words, once an alchemist reached the level of eighth-tier refinement, the raw energy within the pill was no longer the key factor.
The true focus lay in enhancing the pill's spirituality. Once a pill's spirituality reached a certain level, it could even absorb pure energy from heaven and earth by itself—to replenish its own essence. Thus, spirituality was the ultimate measure determining the quality of an eighth-tier pill!
Hearing one of their peer's joke that Lin Feng must be some Ancient Clan patriarch's secret heir, the other high-ranking Elders of the Pill Tower could only shake their heads with amused smiles. But when they thought about it carefully… it really did seem that way.
Since the beginning of the competition, Lin Feng had successively revealed the Ten Thousand Beast Cauldron from the Heaven Cauldron Rankings, the Green Lotus Core Flame, Core Mother Jade, Bodhisattva Seed, and even a soul cultivation method.
Now, he brought out Spirit Nourishment Powder—a substance nearly lost to time, only occasionally found in ancient ruins. Every single one of these items was enough to make even the most seasoned eighth-tier alchemist envious.
Yet this young man possessed them all. At that thought, even those old men couldn't help but feel a surge of jealousy and admiration rising in their hearts.
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