Refine the soul

  Tongling Xianya, apart from the Dazizai Peak where Kaiyuan Temple is located, this place can be said to be the premier treasure land of the thousands of miles of mountain ranges gathering the spiritual essence of heaven and earth in Dacheng.

  Such a wonderful place, naturally, only those with extremely high status and position within the sect can obtain it.

  At this moment, at the top of Tongling Xianya, on the huge Tongling platform, the only four great elders of the Supreme Profound Yang Sect are gathered together, discussing something.

  "Tomorrow is the day of the grand competition within the sect. Once the competition is over, we should send someone to Tianyao Ridge. Who do you think is suitable for this task?"

  The speaker was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a simple blue robe. Judging from his appearance, he was the kind of ordinary person who would be lost in the crowd and never found again.

  "Tian Fang, my junior brother, do you have a suitable candidate to recommend?" Tian Xuanzi, the most powerful of the four great elders, slightly furrowed his brow and asked calmly.

  "Tian Yao Ridge only opens once every sixteen years, and inside it contains the necessary spiritual materials for refining the 'Wuji Butian Pill', a six-grade Dao Dan. However, due to the ancient Golden Immortal's great forbidden law, only cultivators below the Golden Dan stage can enter. It's really frustrating. In my opinion, eight or nine out of ten personally transmitted disciples in our sect are above the Golden Dan stage, and only this time's top five newcomers who passed the selection can use it."

  When Tian Fangzi finished speaking, Tian Gangzi, who was beside him with a face as solemn as a heavy bell and a voice like a huge bronze bell, took over and said: "What Tian Fangzi said is absolutely right. As far as I know, when the Heavenly Demon Ridge opens, not only will the nine major sects send their elite disciples to attend, but even the eight demonic sects of the demonic path will also take action. It seems that in these more than ten years, the consumption of 'Wuji Buxiantian Pills' has been too great, and none of them have any stock left. They must seize this opportunity to replenish their supplies, after all, we, as Nascent Soul cultivators, really can't do without this pill!"

  Tian Qingzi, who had been silent until now, nodded and said solemnly: "With the four of us old men's cultivation, at most we can only let two disciples enter the Tian Yao Ridge. The two Supreme Elders have been in seclusion for many years and naturally cannot take action. Adding to that, the Sect Master will also make a move, so there are at most three spots available. This time, the competition for the Tian Yao Ridge is extremely fierce, far more intense than usual. We must select the most elite disciples from our sect. I think what Tian Fan said is right, this inner sect grand competition has given us an excellent opportunity to choose."

  "It seems so, and it looks like we should also exercise our muscles."

  Tian Xuanzi nodded in agreement, "It's been many years since I've observed the inner sect's grand competition. This time, re-experiencing it once more, isn't necessarily an uninteresting thing. Three junior brothers, if we directly observe the final result, it would be lacking in flavor. Why don't you and I set a little wager? Before the grand competition begins, let's each choose one person. If the person we choose ultimately obtains first place, then that counts as winning."

  Tian Gangzi laughed and said, "Tian Xuanshi is so enthusiastic, count me in. I think Nangong Moshan under Furious Yangzi is not bad, so I'll choose him."

  At this moment, Tian Gangzi took out a stone bead that was emitting a faint blue light from his storage ring and said: "This Taixuan Youchan's inner dan is my stake."

  "Heavenly Master's elder brother is indeed extraordinary, this mysterious and evil toad's inner elixir has the four great wonders of avoiding poison, avoiding dust, avoiding fire, and avoiding water, I have been suspicious for a long time."

  Tian Qingzi spoke as he pulled out a triangular-shaped magical artifact, "This mid-grade treasure is of little use to me, so I might as well give it away. I'll use this as my wager instead. I think Li Lingyun, that little girl from Yunxia Peak's Purple Mist Sect, is quite impressive. And according to what I know, Purple Mist even passed on twelve of the thirty-six Heavenly Yin Needles to her! With the help of such a superior treasure, Li Lingyun's chances of winning are extremely high!"

  Tian Fanzi and Tian Xuanzi also took out their bets, which were all valuable items comparable to the Taixu Youchan's inner elixir.

  Tian Fanzi chose the inner door disciple Fengliu Yun, who had obtained the treasure of Wuchang Daoist's cave mansion. Tian Xuanzi, on the other hand, chose Wan Qiushui, a disciple under Huanyang Zhenjun of Taixu Peak, who was known as the number one inner door master.

  "What if none of us four chosen ones end up being the ultimate winner of the inner door's first place, how should this bet be calculated?" Tian Fangzi asked.

  "If that's really the case, then that kid would be the biggest beneficiary. All four bets would belong to him. What do you three think?"

  Tian Xuanzi and Tian Fanzi were laughing, after all, the four of them had chosen the top four, and they were indeed the most outstanding among the thousands of inner disciples. If none of the four could take the lead, the possibility was extremely small.

  "That's great..."

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  But when Chu Yi returned to Chunjian Peak, Duan Qing had already woken up. Seeing the young master return, he immediately went to Xiyun Hall to pay his respects. As for the fact that his true yuan power was lost and his cultivation had regressed, not a word was mentioned, which made Chu Yi feel relieved.

  "Duan Qing, you've done well this time, showing the demeanor that a pure Qunfeng person should have. Here are 100 Three Yang Rebirth Dan, 2,000 mid-grade spirit stones, and an ultimate artifact, which can be considered as a small compensation for your loss of true yuan. With your talent and these resources, I believe it won't take long for you to recover."

  Receiving Chu Yi's reward, Duan Qing was so moved that he burst into tears, repeatedly thanking him, and from then on, he was even more devoted to this young master.

  "Young master, should I inform the master about the matter of the royal heaven peak smashing our mountain gate?" Duan Qing asked with concern, knowing Yuwen Chong's background.

  "No need to trouble the master, I've already been to Huang Tian Peak. Yuwen Chong has also paid the price for smashing the Pure Jun Peak's mountain gate and leaving you severely injured. He won't be able to appear in this inner sect competition again. As of now, he's no different from a useless person."

  Chu Yi's casual remark made Duan Qing's body tremble inexplicably, and as he nodded repeatedly, his heart was ablaze with emotion. For the sake of this unremarkable attendant, their young master had actually risked climbing the legendary Mount Tianhuang, where the true king Yuanying was said to reside - what a profound kindness!

  However, what shocked Duan Qing even more than the emotional impact was that his own young master actually had the ability to render a strong man like Yuwen Chong useless. This also made Duan Qing look forward to and yearn for the future days of following Chu Yi even more.

  After Duan Qing left, Chu Yi returned to the quiet room and released his spiritual consciousness into the vast Hongmeng space that he had been away from for a long time.

  Never thought that just entering the Hongmeng space, a silver light rushed over, and the long-forgotten "gulu gulu" humming sound entered my ears. Who else could it be if not that little silver pig?

  Chu Yi reached out and was caught by the silver pig, who used its two delicate hooves to grasp him, and said with a smile: "Looks like you're hungry again..."

  "Boom!" A burst of golden flames erupted from Chu Yat's palm, and the silver pig's small eyes suddenly lit up. It spread its four hooves and pounced forward. In one breath, it swallowed the entire large canopy of extinguished golden flames into its belly.

  "Not enough... still hungry..."

  Receiving the silver pig's recognition, Chu Yi continued to urge the Valley Spirit Yuan Li to transform and produce a quiet golden flame for the silver pig to swallow. For a full minute, the silver pig finally showed a satisfied expression, comfortably lying on Chu Yi's left shoulder, humming softly.

  "You've made progress! This pig has found that your Nirvana Flame's flavor is much better than before!"

  Chu Yi smiled silently, but in his heart, he thought, "I spent a lot of time refining the elixir and have already refined the Jiěmiè Jīnyàn to be extremely pure during the refinement process. The same amount of Jiěmiè Jīnyàn now has at least twice the power it had in the past."