The main reason why Su Zimo stopped refining elixirs was because he did not need it for the time being.
It was just like weapon refinement. Since he could already refine inferior-grade spirit weapons, there was no need for Su Zimo to waste his time on it.
There were only two months left to the end of the year face-off.
At that moment, Su Zimo's cultivation realm had also reached Level 7 Qi Condensation.
Coupled with the perfect Spirit Gathering Elixir that he had refined previously, it would not be a problem for him to reach Level 9 Qi Condensation by the end of the year. However, it would be impossible for him to reach Perfected Qi Condensation.
At Perfected Qi Condensation, a sea of qi would form in one's dantian, causing a quantitative change that was much stronger than Level 9 Qi Condensation.
This required sufficient elixirs, spirit stones and a long period of cultivation. Even heaven spirit root cultivators could not avoid this.
Because little crane had consumed quite a number of Su Zimo's elixirs during this period of time, the relationship between the man and crane had improved significantly even though it was still trapped in the Smoke Gathering Formation.
However, Su Zimo still did not dare to release little crane.
This day, Little Fatty arrived at Su Zimo's cave abode once more.
Little Fatty was heartened to see that Su Zimo's cultivation realm had finally improved, thinking that Su Zimo had finally pulled himself together.
At that moment, Little Fatty's cultivation realm was already at the peak of Level 8 Qi Condensation.
He would definitely be able to reach Level 9 Qi Condensation before the end of the year.
That was already an extremely fast speed. However, it was still slightly inferior to Feng Haoyu and Leng Rou.
Logically speaking, the cultivation speed of a heaven spirit root would not be inferior to a variant spirit root.
Su Zimo could vaguely sense that Little Fatty's body was different.
Even though it could not be compared to him, it was still much stronger than other Qi Refinement Warriors.
There was a high chance that Little Fatty had used a portion of his spirit qi on body tempering. That was why he was not at the same level as Feng Haoyu and Leng Rou.
Little Fatty had come to teach Su Zimo the Art of Sword Reining, as well as many Cultivation methods on how to fight against cultivators.
Just like what Xuan Yi had said, the Qi Refinement Warrior's fighting techniques were relatively simple. There was not much that needed to be explained. Most of it had to be practiced in actual combat.
During this month, Little Fatty stayed in Su Zimo's cave.
The two of them sparred every day, and Su Zimo's Sword Manipulation Technique became more and more proficient.
At first, Su Zimo was completely at a disadvantage. Often, Little Fatty would summon his flying sword and use some techniques to subdue Su Zimo within three moves.
However, as time passed by, Su Zimo was gradually able to fight evenly with little fatty, exchanging blows back and forth.
Later on, Linghu joined the battle as well and attacked Su Zimo together with Little Fatty.
Initially, Su Zimo was not used to being surrounded by a man and a tiger. However, as his Sword Manipulation Technique improved, Su Zimo was able to parry the attacks without being disadvantaged.
During this period of time, what puzzled Little Fatty the most was that even though Su Zimo was at Level 7 Qi Condensation, he was able to take on Level 8 Qi Condensation head-on!
This meant that the quality of Su Zimo's spirit qi was even higher than that of Little Fatty's.
However, that did not make sense at all.
Both of them had heaven spirit roots. Why was there a difference in the quality of their spirit qi?
Little Fatty had asked about it before as well. Su Zimo shook his head, indicating that he did not know.
In reality, Su Zimo already had a conjecture in his heart.
That was because spirit qi would undergo a qualitative change after entering his body through his right hand, causing it to become purer and more refined!
Su Zimo could vaguely sense that there might be something else that Die Yue left for him in his right hand.
That was also the reason why he could control a Level 3 Spirit Fire.
However, something as strange as that was naturally something that Su Zimo would not mention to anyone.
This day, Little Fatty was already planning to leave.
He had already taught Su Zimo everything he had learned in Spirit Peak. There was no point in staying any longer.
Before he left, Little Fatty suddenly said mysteriously, "Bro, it seemed like we were evenly matched the past few days. However, in reality, I still have a trump card!"
"Oh?" Su Zimo raised his brow slightly.
A smug look flashed through Little Fatty's eyes as he smiled. "Bro, I've actually cultivated a body tempering technique that expended quite a bit of spirit qi. Otherwise, I would have reached Perfected Qi Condensation by the end of the year as well."
Indeed, Su Zimo had guessed correctly.
When Little Fatty saw that Su Zimo's reaction was not strong enough, he thought that the latter did not know about the strength of body tempering. Hence, he came up excitedly and said, "Bro, you've never fought against a body tempering cultivator before. If I use this trump card, you'll definitely lose!"
"Is that so?"
Su Zimo asked with a smile.
When he heard that tone, Little Fatty glared and harrumphed softly. "Bro, don't doubt me. Let's spar again so that you can see my capabilities."
"Alright,"
Su Zimo nodded in agreement.
Little Fatty summoned a pseudo spirit sword that was only a pseudo spirit weapon.
Among the five peaks, there were not many trial disciples who could obtain an inferior-grade spirit weapon. Little Fatty had only joined the sect for less than a year and naturally did not have an inferior-grade flying sword.
Naturally, Su Zimo would not use the inferior-grade flying sword that he had refined previously and would only summon a pseudo spirit weapon flying sword.
"Go!"
Both of them shot out a stream of spirit qi from their fingertips into their flying swords.
The two flying swords shuttled through the cave abode and clashed repeatedly.
Cling! Clang!
The sound of metal clashing echoed endlessly and sparks flew everywhere.
In terms of sword kinesis, both of them were evenly matched and neither of their flying swords could penetrate the other's defense.
Right then, Little Fatty hollered softly and slapped his storage bag, pulling out a gigantic axe!
The gigantic axe looked similar to Little Fatty's figure and it looked extremely strange when he held it in his hands.
Little Fatty took advantage of the fact that both of their flying swords were fighting in midair to raise the gigantic axe. A yellow light flashed on his body as he leaped forward and arrived before Su Zimo with incomparable agility.
Swoosh!
The gigantic axe descended from the skies and tore through the void, creating a gust of wind with a frightening aura. Before it arrived, Su Zimo's hair was already flying behind him.
"Haha, bro, you've lost!"
Little Fatty roared in laughter. When he saw that the gigantic axe was about to chop Su Zimo's head, he hurriedly retracted it.
Right then, Su Zimo's expression was unchanged as he reached out and grabbed the incoming gigantic axe!
Bang!
The gigantic axe collided with the palm but the sound of defeat could be heard.
The gigantic axe did not budge at all!
Little Fatty was shocked and ran over hurriedly, asking in a panic, "Bro, y-y-you alright? Why did you grab my weapon?! "
Su Zimo tossed the gigantic axe on the ground casually and retracted his fingernails that he had just reached out.
Little fatty picked up Su Zimo's palm and flipped it around a few times. To his surprise, he did not find any injuries at all!
Fine?
Unharmed?
The way Little Fatty looked at Su Zimo changed gradually.
Even if his physical body was strong, he would definitely not dare to grab a weapon with his bare hands. That was no different from courting death.
However, what happened just now happened right before Little Fatty's eyes!
Before Little Fatty could retract his attack, the gigantic axe was already grabbed by Su Zimo. That feeling was as though he was chopping at an unshakable mountain!
"Bro, you …" Little Fatty's eyes were filled with bewilderment.
Su Zimo smiled casually and said, "I've also cultivated body tempering techniques. You have to help me hide it."
"Alright, definitely, definitely," Little Fatty nodded instinctively.
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