An exhausted Xia Qiu looked at the shadowy figure in front of him.
"What do you want?" asked Xia Qiu as despair began to slowly creep into his mind.
For the past few hours, he had been constantly toyed with and pushed to his limits by the being front of him.
"There's enough Yang energy," thought the shadowy figure.
Before Xia Qiu could do anything else, he instantly lost consciousness.
In the real world,
The cultivator stood side by side with an Old man, looking at Xia Qiu, who was still stuck in the illusion formation.
"That's more than enough," said the Old Man as he felt the amount of Yang Energy that was extracted from him Xia Qiu.
Contrary to his appearance, the Old Man was nowhere near the end of his lifespan. He was one of the few Pill Saints in the entire world he was also known as the Pill Maniac, as he was extremely obsessed with pill refinement.
"With these materials, refining a Saint Grade Yang Enhancement Pill is almost guaranteed " said the Old Man with a smile on his face.
The Shadowy figure did not respond, he merely stood completely still, staring at the Pill Saint.
The old man wanted to silently take a minuscule amount of Yang Energy for himself, no one would notice with his Dao Saint cultivation base and it would not affect the refinement of the pill.
Just as he was about to do it, he felt something looking at him. He immediately stopped himself and became obedient.
Just as he was about to begin the refinement, he heard a voice in his head.
"Don't cause trouble, Liang Shihong " said a majestic voice.
Panic entered Liang Shilong's eyes for the first time in more than a million years, his real name should not have been known by anyone.
"Yes, senior," said the now completely scared Pill Saint.
Liang Shihong was in fact, the old Pill Saint's original name, before he was a cultivator he was a young mortal was living in a mountain village.
One day, as he was gathering herbs for the village doctor, he fell into a ravine and discovered the inheritance of a Pill Refinement sect.
After discovering it, he completely focused himself on cultivation and pill refinement for several centuries. As such, the village assumed that he had died.
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Because of this, even after he had become famous, no one had known where he came from.
"Let's begin " mumbled the old man as he ripped out Xia Qiu's right arm alongside portion of his soul, as Xia Qiu's soul started becoming weaker, Liang Shihong used his cultivation to suppres his soul, and prevent it from dispersing.
Unknown to him, the moment he opened tore open Xia Qiu's soul, a small ring exited it, it then disappeared, completely unaffected by all of the formations in this place.
The ring then seemed to start searching for something.
The ring then started traveling at nearly incomprehensible speeds, barely one hour later, it had already arrived at a minuscule small world.
Just as it was about to enter the world, the Sword at Xu Yue's waist shook twice, as if repelling the ring.
The ring stood still for several hours longer.
It then, once again, began traveling at an extremely fast speed.
A few hours later.
Lin Xue was sitting crosslegged, meditating. After breaking through to the Soul Enlightenment realm and obtaining the Pure Yin Art, her cultivation speed increased drastically.
Lin Xue meditated with peace of mind, completely uncaring of what happened to Xia Qiu.
Just as she wanted to go talk with her grandfather, Lin Xue felt as if her entire body resonated with something.
A small ring then appeared in front of her, it then entered her eyebrow a moment later.
Seeing this, Lin Xue quickly entered her Sea of Consciousness.
"What is this?" thought Lin Xue as she saw a small ring hover above her soul.
"The Yin-Yang Ring," mumbled Lin Xue as the name inexplicably entered her mind.
As she sent her spiritual sense into the ring, Lin Xue discovered that it was separated into two sides, the Yin side and the Yang side.
As she examined the Yang Side, Lin Xue felt like she was being repelled by it.
After this, she began solely focusing on the Yin side of the ring.
At the same time
Liang Shihong looked at the burned mess in front of him with a calm attitude when a certain pill for the first time, failure was inevitable.
Five days later,
As the Pill Saint started thinking about his mistakes, his confidence to refine these pills increased massively. Right now, only half of Xia Qiu's body and soul remained, leaving him with only two more attempts.
Five more days later,
"Finally," mumbled Liang Shihong as he looked at the three pills in front of him.
"What grade are they? " asked the Shadowy figure, in a unrecongnisable voice.
"High Grade," said Liang Shihong after taking a few looks at the pills.
After finishing this refinement, a smile appeared on the Pill Saint's face. Refining new Saint Rank Pills is the best way for his Alchemy prowess to improve. Right now, he felt one step closer to becoming a Peak Alchemy Saint.
Five days later,
Deng Huiling couldn't hide the smile on her face. Liang Shihong had managed to refine another batch of pills. In this batch, he had even managed to accidentally refine a Peak Grade Pill.
"As expected of the Pill Maniac " thought Deng Huiling.
She then waved her hand.
Even with his Dao Saint rank cultivation base, Liang Shihong still felt completely powerless. He then looked at the two Yang Enhancement pills in his hands, breathing a sigh of relief that the Origin Sword sect is not completely shameless.
Deng Huiling looked at the eight pills in the bottle. She then took out the Peak Grade pill.
"This should resolve Xu Yue's issue with Yin-Yang imbalance and even strengthen her foundation " thought the False-Immortal as she looked at the pill.
She then put the other seven pills into the sect treasury, leaving them for the future, as finding a Nine Yang Physique without a backer was quite difficult.
A few moments later, a shadowy figure appeared in front of her.
"Go back and continue doing your previous mission " said Deng Huiling.
"Yes master " said the Shadowy figure emotionlessly before disappearing.