Chapter 78: Refining the Five Poison Needles (Third Update Seeking Recommendations)

  A disaster was thus resolved, thanks to the three elders. It would be better to thank Li Rou and Jin Xuan instead. After exchanging a few pleasantries, Kong Ming elder again instructed Ye Fei to beware of some things in the future, and then left the council hall, returning to his own residence.

  "Are you back? Is everything alright, Ye Shidi?" Jin Xuan seemed to have been waiting for a long time at the Tianqin Peak and asked anxiously. Wan Feng and Liu Gan also had worried expressions on their faces.

  "Ah, thank you so much, Master Jin Yue!" Ye Fei said with some gratitude.

  "Ah, I also heard it from Lian Rou, otherwise I wouldn't have known about this matter. She told me to hurry and find my father, but when my father heard about it, he surprisingly didn't ask many questions and directly agreed to help you." Jin Xuan nodded and said.

  "Is it Lirou again?" Ye Fei looked somewhat puzzled.

  "It's not just that, this time you must thank him properly, he has spent a lot of effort for your sake." Jin Ze said with emotion.

  Upon hearing this, Ye Fei rubbed his nose in a gesture of speechlessness, increasingly unable to see through the demoness's actions.

  "By the way, Ye Shixiong, not long after you left, Yuehua Xianzi came and said she wanted to find you to hunt and kill a demon beast together. This time it's Ding Ning leading the team." At this point, Wan Feng suddenly remembered something and said so.

  "Oh, heh heh, I was thinking the same thing. Has Brother Jin Xuan gone ahead?" Ye Fei asked, but since both Jin Xuan and Wan Feng were only in the Qi Refining stage, Ye Fei didn't plan on letting them participate, lest they get into danger.

  "I won't go this time, I'm currently cultivating a skill that takes up quite some time. Let's go together another time when we have the chance." Jin Xuan said with a smile, looking somewhat mysterious.

  Seeing this, Ye Fei didn't try to persuade him either. The few of them chatted for a while, entrusting Wan Feng and notifying Yue Hua, telling them to inform himself when they were about to leave. Ye Fei then returned alone to the quiet room and sat down cross-legged.

  "This time, I should really thank that demoness," Ye Fei murmured to himself, recalling how Lei Rou had recklessly scolded the Lava Elder in the Grand Council Hall, despite putting herself in danger, when she didn't have to get involved at all.

  "Personal strength is not strong, and the sect can't always protect its disciples. One must become stronger to be able to protect oneself." Ye Fei said, recalling the helpless expression on Kong Ming's face.

  "Let's go find that witch and thank her when we depart. For now, let's cultivate this technique." After speaking, Ye Fei took out a manual from his storage bag.

  It records a divine art called "Jū Líng Zhǐ", where the practitioner condenses their spiritual energy through a special technique, infuses it into their fingers, and releases it at an extremely fast speed. Its characteristics are its high speed and immense power.

  Of course, the downside is that it cannot be used without restriction, otherwise the physical strength will be exhausted. According to the records, even in Ye Fei's current prime state, he can only use it once or twice before consuming half of his magical power.

  Holding his hands together, with eyes slightly closed, Ye Fei began to ponder.

  ……

  On the edge of the Cloudy Mist Mountains, three days after the departure of the fierce old man, a gray figure emerged, its eyes gloomily staring in the direction of Qian Ya Sect, with an evil arc rising at the corner of its mouth.

  "Hmph, unexpectedly, you little brat really has a big destiny, even the fierce fire elder couldn't do anything to you. It seems I need to think of another way to get rid of you, otherwise with such heaven-defying talent, who knows when you'll surpass me and come looking for trouble?!" After finishing speaking, the gray figure's feet twisted the ground beneath him, his body making a "poof" sound as he sank into it, disappearing without a trace!

  ……

  In a quiet and secluded forest, an old man sat cross-legged, with a hint of killing intent on his face. In front of him stood a young man dressed in white.

  "Wu Tao, go and keep an eye on that person for me. If there's any movement, report back to me immediately. If the task is accomplished, I will reward you heavily." The old man instructed.

  "Yes, Elder Liehuo, the disciple will definitely not disappoint the elder. But after the matter is settled, I hope this Biling Yin hidden symbol can be given to the disciple." The young man in white asked.

  At the words, the old man's eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness and he nodded with a smile. Seeing this, the young man took out a yellow talisman and stuck it on his body, and with a "poof" sound, his figure disappeared without a trace.

  After a long time, the old man's eyes flashed with a cold light, revealing a cruel smile.

  ……

  More than a month later, on the stone slope of Tianqin Peak, Ye Fei stood facing the wind, with one hand pinching a seal and the other hand's index finger stretched out, with white fluff flashing on it, and small dots of light yellow color floating out.

  A light shout came out of his mouth, and then Ye Fei flew towards a hard boulder in the distance.

  With a whoosh, a white light column as thick as a wrist shot out from Ye Fei's fingertips and slammed into the giant boulder with a loud crash.

  A dazzling flash of light burst open, a loud rumbling sound accompanied it, and shattered stones flew everywhere. A dense cloud of smoke and dust exploded outwards, and after a moment, the smoke and dust dissipated somewhat. When I looked again at that huge boulder, more than half of it had already disappeared, and the small remaining piece was also covered with dense cracks all over.

  Seeing this, Ye Fei smiled slightly and nodded: "Not bad, unexpectedly, using only 50% of his strength, he already has such great power. Heh heh, if he goes crazy and doesn't care about exhausting his own magic, I don't know what kind of terrifying power he will have. And this is still without him having fully mastered the cultivation."

  After finishing speaking, Ye Fei stood silently for a while before turning around and walking towards his residence.

  "Ye Shixiong, Qian Ya Zong's equipment refining master Xuan Kui's disciple, Ming He has come to find you." Just then, Liu Gan appeared on the Tian Qin peak with a man in green robes.

  "Hey, I've seen Master Ye Xuan!" The man in the green robe immediately spoke out respectfully as soon as he saw Ye Fei. He was a cultivator at the Qi Refining stage and wasn't familiar with Ye Fei, but didn't dare to address him as "senior brother".

  "Hmm, how is it? The thing I gave to your master a few days ago, has it been refined?" Ye Fei looked at the young man and asked.

  "Back to Master Ye, Master said that it's unlikely to complete the refining within three to five days because the materials for the flying needles are somewhat special and cannot be combined with some of the expected materials."

  "These past few days, Master has been in the experimental stage, seeing if there's any material that can be combined with it to repair it completely. He specially came to let Master Shu know, don't worry for now." Minghe said with a serious expression.

  Upon hearing this, Ye Fei's expression changed slightly, and he nodded his head, smiling: "Go back and tell your master not to rush, I'm not in a hurry to use it either. Quality is guaranteed."

  "Yes, then the disciple will take his leave first." After saying that, Ming He bowed to Ye Fei and left with Liu Gan after seeing Ye Fei nodding.

  He returned to his residence in silence, Ye Fei sat down, supporting his chin with one hand, a thoughtful expression on his face. A few days ago, he had given the transparent flying needle to the alchemy master of Qian Ya Sect, preparing to re-refine it once again.

  After all, the threat to the foundation period is not great now, and it's also a bit of a waste to use it. Yifei felt that the material of the flying needle was not ordinary, so he went to ask Xuan Ke for his opinion.

  Xuan Qi Master was also stunned, not knowing what kind of material it was, only saying that the material was extremely good and it was very likely that this flying needle was not a magic weapon, but an unfinished magic treasure.

  Xuan Qi was overjoyed when he saw the flying needle, his eyes shining brightly. He said that with the material of the flying needle and its current properties, if it were to be thoroughly refined, it would be possible to achieve true teleportation.

  With a flicker of the mind, it can appear in any place where the power of divine consciousness can control, and inside there are five kinds of severe poison, and the toxicity is almost non-dispersive. The flying needle is extremely sharp, invisible to the naked eye, and difficult to detect with divine consciousness.

  Below the high-ranking Cong Dan period, it is almost impossible to avoid the sudden attack of flying needles. And Xuan Kai has a nickname, called Lian Feng Zi (Crazy Alchemist), when he encounters something he likes, even if he doesn't get paid, he will still work hard to refine it for you.

  It treats treasures with the same attitude as its own, no, even more fondly than its own, but not out of possessiveness, rather a strong sense of accomplishment.

  The flying needle was originally something that could be had or not had, but after hearing Master Xuan's words, Ye Fei's heart rose with a hint of expectation.

  He pondered for a moment, his face turned serious, and with a flick of his hand, four small flags flew out, making a soft "poof" sound as they sank into the ground. A layer of restrictive light screens was set up around him, and he also opened the restrictive device on his residence. Feeling that the outside world could no longer pry into this place, Ye Fei patted his waist with one hand, and with a soft whooshing sound, a long sword with a jet-black color suddenly appeared in his hand. (End of chapter)