UGB Chapter 125 Fragments of the Heavenly Demon
Chapter 125 Fragments of the Heavenly Demon
As the water in the liquid evaporates at high temperatures, the liquid becomes increasingly thick and darker in color, changing from gold to dark gold, and then from dark gold to purplish gold.
"Now!"
Zhou Ning abruptly turned the firepower down to the minimum, while simultaneously injecting his true essence into the alchemy furnace to help the medicinal liquid condense.
In the later stages of the Golden Elixir, the true essence is as profound as an abyss, flowing into the alchemy furnace like a surging river, merging with the medicinal liquid.
The golden liquid slowly contracted within the alchemy furnace, gradually forming a sphere.
The sphere grew larger and rounder, and its surface began to shine, like the brightest star in the night sky.
One day, two days, three days...
Forty-nine days have finally passed.
On this day, the sphere in the alchemy furnace stopped shrinking and turned into a round pill, lying quietly at the bottom of the furnace.
The pill was purplish-gold in color, with a faint halo on its surface, and emitted a rich medicinal fragrance.
The fragrance of medicine wafted out of the alchemy room, permeating the entire back mountain, and even reaching the people living at the foot of the mountain.
"It's a success!"
Zhou Ning was overjoyed. He opened the furnace lid, took out the pill, and held it in his palm.
The pill was warm and heavy in the hand, as if it weighed a thousand pounds.
He could sense that the pill contained extremely powerful medicinal energy, which was the essence of three main ingredients and more than a dozen auxiliary ingredients.
Yan Chixia walked over, picked up the pill, and examined it carefully.
He held it to his nose, smelled it, then looked at it in the light and nodded slightly.
"Its quality is excellent, and its medicinal power is abundant. This Nascent Soul Pill is of extremely high quality. After taking it, you will have at least a 70% chance of breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage."
Zhou Ning carefully put away the elixir and bowed deeply to Yan Chixia.
"Thank you for your guidance, Master. Without your guidance, I would never have been able to refine this pill."
Yan Chixia waved his hand: "No need to thank me. You refined the pills yourself; I only gave you instructions."
He paused, then continued, "The Nascent Soul Pill has been refined, but you cannot take it now."
Zhou Ning was taken aback: "Why?"
Yan Chixia said, "Your Golden Core late-stage realm has just stabilized and still needs time to nurture it. Taking the Nascent Soul Pill rashly would be too potent and could damage your meridians. It's not too late to take it when your Golden Core is strong enough."
Zhou Ning nodded: "This disciple understands."
"The Nascent Soul chapter I gave you is full of profound mysteries. Wait until you truly understand its meaning before considering taking the Nascent Soul Pill."
Zhou Ning nodded and solemnly said, "I will obey your orders, Master."
He left the alchemy room and returned to his residence.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he took out the Nascent Soul Pill, placed it in his palm, and examined it carefully.
The purplish-gold pills gleamed in the sunlight, emitting a faint medicinal fragrance.
He looked at it for a long time before carefully putting the pill away again.
"Nascent Soul stage... wait for me."
After the Nascent Soul Pill was successfully refined, Zhou Ning's life returned to its former tranquility.
I get up at dawn every day, practice swordsmanship for an hour, then meditate to cultivate the "Innate Qi". In the afternoon, I study the jade slip of the Nascent Soul chapter. In the evening, I practice sword control. At dusk, I continue to meditate and regulate my breathing.
Day after day, rain or shine.
Unlike before, his cultivation was no longer aimed at breaking through a specific realm, but rather at nurturing his golden core and waiting for the opportunity to break through to the Nascent Soul stage.
Within his dantian, the round golden elixir slowly rotated, radiating a warm golden light.
The cultivation of the late Golden Core stage is completely stable, the true essence is as deep as an abyss, and the divine sense can cover an area of several thousand feet in radius.
Driven by his divine sense, the five flying swords darted through the air like five silver dragons. The sword wind swept across the pine forest, causing the pine needles to fall and form a green rain curtain in the air.
He tried to control all six swords at the same time, and although it was still a bit difficult, he had already gotten the hang of it.
Zhou Ning is fairly satisfied with the current progress, but he knows it is far from enough.
The shadow of the extraterrestrial demons hangs like a sword of Damocles, ready to fall at any moment.
Yan Chixia once said that the extraterrestrial demons were far more powerful than the Black Mountain Demon. They had no physical form and fed on the negative emotions of living beings.
War, killing, hatred, and fear are all their nourishment.
The more chaotic the world becomes, the stronger they become.
Although the Black Mountain Demon is dead, the resentment and blood he left behind have been absorbed by the extraterrestrial demons, making them even stronger than before.
"I must break through to the Nascent Soul stage as soon as possible," Zhou Ning secretly resolved in his heart.
On this day, he was meditating on the back mountain when he suddenly felt the communication jade talisman in his arms getting slightly warm.
He took out the jade talisman and infused it with a wisp of true essence.
Yan Chixia's voice echoed in his mind.
"Zhou Ning, come to the main hall. We have guests."
Zhou Ning stood up and strode into the main hall.
Inside the main hall, Yan Chixia sat at the head of the table, holding a cup of tea in his hand, his expression calm.
Opposite him sat a middle-aged man dressed in black with a resolute face; it was Han Wei.
Han Wei's expression was somewhat solemn, his brows furrowed, clearly indicating that he had something on his mind.
"Lord Han?"
Zhou Ning was somewhat surprised.
"Why are you here? Has something happened again in the north?"
Han Wei stood up, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards him, and sighed, saying:
"Young Master Zhou, things have indeed been rather unsettled in the North lately. But it's not the remnants of the Black Mountain forces, but... something else entirely."
Zhou Ning asked, "What is it?"
Han Wei took out a black fragment from his pocket and placed it on the table.
The fragment was about the size of a thumb, irregularly shaped, with fine lines on its surface, and emitted a faint black light.
In the darkness, one could vaguely see some distorted faces struggling in pain and emitting faint cries.
"What is this?"
Zhou Ning picked up the fragment and examined it carefully.
The fragments were icy cold to the touch, carrying a chilling aura, just like the demonic energy he had sensed from the Black Mountain Demon, but purer and more ancient.
Han Wei said, "This was discovered at a outpost of the Demon Suppression Division in the northern lands. A few nights ago, the air around the outpost suddenly became unusually oppressive, and a thin black crack appeared in the sky."
"The crack disappeared after only a few breaths, but this fragment was left on the ground. We suspect it is related to the extraterrestrial demons."
Zhou Ning felt a chill run down his spine.
Extraterrestrial demons?
It's another extraterrestrial demon.
The cracks in southern Xinjiang had just been sealed, but new cracks have appeared in the north.
What exactly are they trying to do?
He handed the fragments to Yan Chixia.
Yan Chixia took the fragment, examined it carefully for a moment, and frowned slightly.
"These are fragments from an extraterrestrial demon."
Yan Chixia's voice was deep and solemn.
"Although the crack has only appeared for a short time, the aura of a celestial demon has already leaked out. This fragment is the evidence."
Han Wei's expression changed: "Immortal Master Yan, do you mean... that extraterrestrial demons are now able to descend upon the mortal realm?"
Yan Chixia shook his head:
"Not yet. But they are testing. The cracks in the southern borderlands and the cracks in the northern lands are all their probing of human defenses. Once they find a weak point, they will launch a full-scale invasion."
He stood up and looked towards the distant mountains outside the hall.
"We must be prepared. Lord Han, once you return, strengthen the defenses in the north. Notify me immediately if anything unusual is discovered."
Han Wei nodded: "This junior understands. Immortal Master Yan, Young Master Zhou, I shall take my leave now."
He cupped his hands in greeting to the two men, then turned and left the main hall.