usatvline Chapter 77 Sitting Steadily on the Fishing Platform
Chapter 77 Sitting Steadily on the Fishing Platform
Cheng Nan waved his hand, his eyes slightly upturned, in a cheerful mood: "No need to pay it back. I earned 30,000 mid-grade spirit stones with Tu Shan, so I'm not short of spirit stones now."
"One thing at a time."
Ji Se took out spirit stones according to the market price and handed them to Cheng Nan.
Cheng Nan didn't refuse any longer and accepted it.
"Junior sister, have you reached the Foundation Establishment stage?"
Gise nodded.
Cheng Nan thought about his own Foundation Establishment Level 1, then looked at Ji Se's Foundation Establishment Level 1, and was stunned for a moment.
How old is Junior Sister Ji this year?
She's only been in the sect for less than two years, right?
"Congratulations, junior sister! Have you told Master yet?"
"Hmm? You haven't said anything yet."
What's there to say?
"Junior sister, you are amazing! You are the first person in your batch of disciples to reach the Foundation Establishment stage."
Looking at Cheng Nan's upturned lips and sincere eyes, Ji Se couldn't help but twitch her lips slightly, and her mood also improved by a little.
"Really? I didn't know."
"Of course, but that's true. You're either cultivating or wielding your sword every day, so you have no time to know what's going on outside."
"Senior brother, I just came out of the Trial Tower. I need to go back and summarize my experience first. Thank you very much for today, senior brother."
"Okay, go ahead."
Gise nodded and left.
Cheng Nan stared at her retreating figure, lost in thought.
Ji Se returned to his cave and sat cross-legged to summarize his thoughts.
Currently at the fourth level of Foundation Establishment, it's difficult for me to fight against monsters at the sixth level of Foundation Establishment.
The thought of being surrounded and beaten by a group of seventh-level Foundation Establishment demonic beasts, and dying before even drawing his sword, was unbearable.
I couldn't help but sigh.
Master is right, her sword-drawing speed is not fast enough.
Tu Shan: "Qianqian, let me tell you, I've created a cultivation-themed motorcycle. We won't have to work ourselves to death traveling anymore!"
Ji Se: "Really? That's great! Let me see. I was just thinking a few days ago about whether I should learn weapon crafting, so I could see if I could make a gun or a heavy weapon for you to use for self-defense."
Tu Shan: "We really are on the same wavelength. I've already had Mimi collect all the information. You can start learning from her."
Ji Se: "Great! You can help me control the heat then, but it's a pity I don't have a fire elemental root."
Tu Shan: "What does it matter? If you want to refine it, you can do it yourself. The Heavenly Sword Sect is such a big sect, it's impossible that it doesn't have earth fire or anything like that."
Ji Se: "Haha, I don't know, I didn't think of it either. I'll ask later."
Tu Shan: "Hmm, I've been trying to refine fifth-grade pills these past few days, and I barely succeeded. They're all low-grade, but I'll need to rest for many days. It's not worth it; I'll lose a lot."
Ji Se: "We're not in a rush to refine pills. When do you plan to go to Black Flame Valley?"
Tu Shan: "No rush, I'll tell you after we set off."
Ji Se: "Alright, I ran into a senior brother today after coming out of the Trial Tower. He's the sect leader's disciple. He's kind of cool-looking, twenty years old, and at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm. Isn't that awesome?"
The two chatted for a while longer, one cultivating and the other refining pills.
Lingyun Sect.
This is Musen's fifth attempt to refine a sixth-grade elixir using the Tushan method.
They are all top-grade, but the quantity can only be one or two more.
According to his method, he could obtain a maximum of six sixth-grade pills by refining them, but now he can obtain eight, all of which are of superior quality.
There can be one more at the seventh rank, up to a maximum of six, all of which are of superior quality.
Eighth rank, cough, Junior Brother Old Sugar Chicken forbids the sect from giving him spiritual plants unless he can refine a full batch of seventh-rank superior pills.
However, this little girl's method is really effective. If she could follow it for a longer period of time, she would improve even faster.
Unfortunately, that girl was too clever, and he didn't even have a chance to secretly learn from her.
Unlike his foolish disciple, who is still refining third-tier pills.
Hey!
People are afraid of comparison!
Compared to the stupid, it seems even stupider.
"Hahaha, you old geezer, I can now refine low-grade fourth-tier pills!"
Hearing his foolish apprentice's voice gave him a headache. Didn't he know that his most powerful master in the world was refining elixirs?
"Okay, get lost. I'm refining pills, don't bother me."
Upon hearing the reply, Geng Yu chuckled mischievously, "Old man, stop being so stubborn. Your talent is far inferior to that little mute's. Let's not dwell on it. We have to accept our fate. The sect's one million mid-grade spirit stones are probably going to go down the drain."
"Get lost! I don't want to listen to your nagging, I'm very busy."
Mu Sen waved his hand, and soon Geng Yu's roaring voice came from near and then far.
"You stinking old man!"
"Finally, it's quiet!"
Musen unleashed a burst of flame.
"Elder Mu, I would like to ask you a question about alchemy."
"I'm busy!"
"I'd like to ask, about that furnace full of... that day..."
"No, if you don't want to ask, I need to refine pills now, so leave quickly."
The visitor sighed and had no choice but to leave.
Mu Sen rolled his eyes. Dream on, thinking he could get something for nothing.
He learned the "freebie" trick from the little girl, and the thought of potentially earning tens of millions of mid-grade spirit stones a year later instantly cheered him up.
They had already agreed on a 30/70 split, with him getting 30% and the little girl, oops, I mean, the master getting 70%, his face flushed with excitement, as if he were drunk.
He used one million mid-grade spirit stones not only to learn alchemy, but more importantly, to learn how to earn spirit stones.
He'll definitely earn back the million he spent next year, and then he won't need to put up with Tang Gongji's attitude anymore.
No way!
After landing safely, Geng Yu excitedly went to Zhong Qi to share his news of being promoted to a fourth-level alchemist.
"All you do is cultivate, you don't even know how to find the right methods, unlike me..."
Thinking of something, Geng Yu quickly shut up.
The little mute's special condition must never be revealed.
He should just go back to refining pills!
He took out his address book and sent a message to Tu Shan, complaining about the refining results of the three old men over the past few days.
Indeed, Geng Yu and Cheng Nan reported to her every three days on the progress of this research.
For two whole months, only Mu Sen made some progress; the other five people tried many times but couldn't find the right method.
Even starting with first-tier pills, they still couldn't figure it out.
Thinking about how he had spent a million mid-grade spirit stones from the sect, he felt extremely guilty and tried even harder.
Tu Shan didn't care whether these people were in a hurry or not; she only cared about the result.
At this moment, she got on the improved motorcycle by Ji Se, drove at 340 miles per hour, and set off for Black Flame Valley.
"Shh!"
Passersby only saw a dark shadow flash by and disappear before their eyes. They could barely make out what it was by scanning it with their divine sense.
He traveled for two hours a day, refined five batches of elixirs, and rested the rest of the time.
Looking at the flat desert in front of him, he activated the defensive shield.
She doesn't want to inhale dirt.
The monsters that originally intended to ambush her could only flee when they saw her speed.
Tu Shan scoffed, "You little punk, you're still a long way from daring to intercept your Sister Shan!"
"Is that so?"
A soft whisper sounded in my ear.
Tu Shanxin raised his voice to the top of his lungs and increased the speed to the maximum.
450 miles.
Watching the little one walk away, the person who spoke lifted his foot to follow.
Tu Shan noticed someone sit down on the motorcycle and felt a warm breath on her back.
He slammed on the brakes in retaliation, silently praying that the person behind him would be thrown off by inertia.
Unfortunately, he was quickly proven wrong!
The person behind him remained motionless, sitting calmly on the fishing platform.
He turned around and glared fiercely at the person behind him.
This glance left Tu Shan stunned for a moment, but only for a moment.