A good romance …
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Liu Jun almost knelt down.
Even if Ling Han was a genius 10,000 times more freakish than Ji Wuming, that Liu Jun would at most clasp his shoulders and say that he was impressive, and then say nothing else.
But now, he wanted to prostrate himself in worship of Ling Han, and revere him as a god.
Too awesome, there was actually such an alchemy prodigy that crushed him by more than a street, and could even become his master.
He was an alchemy prodigy, so only an even stronger alchemy prodigy could subdue him.
"Young, Young Master Han …" He looked up at Ling Han, his eyes filled with worship.
"What do you mean less? Hurry up and refine pills for me. By the time I reach the Eighth Refinement, if you still can't increase the success rate to 60%, I'll beat you to my heart's content." Ling Han glared at him.
"I'll definitely work hard …" Liu Jun said, patting his chest, the respect in his eyes even stronger.
Eighth Refinement
He was only at the Fourth Refinement, and Ling Han was already beginning to break through to the Eighth Refinement, and if he took another step beyond the Eighth Refinement, that would mean that Ling Han would advance into the level of a Five-Star Alchemist.
Even in the Western Celestial Realm, there were not many Five-Star Alchemists …
He was instantly filled with motivation, and even had the thought of following Ling Han. This kind of prodigy was really too rare. If he could follow him, not only would he be proud, he would also gain countless benefits.
Ling Han did not take it to heart. He also walked to the side, and began to perform Spirit Refinement.
Spirit Refinement had nothing to do with the level of the alchemical pill, so Ling Han only chose one-star alchemical pills, and then performed Spirit Refinement.
It could be predicted that the Eighth Refinement would fail, and countless alchemical pills would definitely be wasted. Thus, wasn't using high-grade alchemical pills to perform Spirit Refinement a gargantuan waste?
Ling Han began to struggle in the Black Tower, and would occasionally come out to hand the alchemical pills that Liu Jun had refined to the Empress and the others, so that they could sell them in medicine stores and exchange them for some money.
This was actually not enough for him to squander, because the speed of his Spirit Refinement was too fast. Even if he only wasted one-star alchemical pills, it could not keep up with his speed.
It could be imagined that even he, a Four Star Alchemist and a Seven Refinement expert, had expended so much energy, so how difficult would it be for him to reach the Eight Refinement, or even a Five Star Alchemist?
Sometimes, it wasn't that one didn't have enough talent, but rather that one didn't have enough money. Even a Celestial King Tier force couldn't afford to be defeated like this.
Fortunately, he had confiscated all of Liu Jun's belongings, and coupled with the fact that he had quite a bit of savings, he was barely able to sustain his extravagant spending. If he really ran out of money, he would also refine some four-star elixirs to relieve some of his stress.
Time flew, and in the blink of an eye, ten years had passed in the outside world.
Under Ling Han's guidance, Liu Jun had successfully advanced to the Fifth Refinement and successfully became a Four Star Grandmaster.
Based on the time in the Black Tower, 1,000,000 years had already passed, and the deadline for Liu Jun to sell himself had long since passed. However, this guy had tasted the sweetness, yet did not mention anything about leaving at all, and only continued to concoct alchemical pills silently.
He could finally tell that Ling Han had no intention of keeping his skills for himself at all. As long as he focused on concocting alchemical pills, the latter would guide him. It was not that Ling Han was fond of talent, but rather that he was fond of wealth, and wanted to earn more.
Liu Jun had no objections to this. He, too, wanted to earn a bit more for Ling Han, because this meant that his ability in alchemy would still continue to rise.
And after 1,000,000 years, Ling Han had finally touched the edge of the Eighth Refinement.
"It's really difficult. It's already 1,000,000 years, and I've only touched the doorstep." Ling Han was very rueful.
If these words were heard by Grandmaster Zi Cheng, he would definitely slap Ling Han's face.
One had to know how many years Grandmaster Zi Cheng had lived, and how long he had been stuck at the level of the Seventh Refinement. That was a few million years, or even more than a few hundred million years, yet there was not the slightest sign of breaking through. Did you think 1,000,000 years was too long?
Moreover, this was still in the Black Tower, and only 10 years had passed in the outside world.
10 years.
"I'm confident that I can succeed within 10 times." Ling Han's eyes shone, filled with confidence.
He continued to concoct alchemical pills. Once, twice, thrice … When he reached the seventh time, the alchemical pill in his hand did not explode again. Instead, an eighth golden streak appeared.
Eighth Refinement.
Success!
Ling Han was stunned at first, and then he laughed loudly. 1,000,000 years, how long was that?
He did not stop, but rather continued to perform Spirit Refinement, consolidating his abilities.
In the beginning, the success rate was naturally very low, less than 10%, but very soon, it increased to 20%, 35%, 50%, 70%, 90%.
However, he was still unable to reach a 100% success rate. It was as if there was a mysterious power in the world controlling him, not allowing him to be so nature-defying.
"The moon waxes and wanes, and the affairs of the world can never be perfect. Is this the logic?" Ling Han murmured.
90% was about right.
"Small Tower, what about the formula for that alchemical pill?" Ling Han asked.
Thankfully, Small Tower knew this pill formula. Otherwise, if he had to go to some ancient site to try his luck again, Ling Han would definitely go crazy.
He began to concoct the alchemical pill.
This was a four-star alchemical pill, and it was very complicated to concoct. Even Ling Han was slightly confused at the beginning. After failing at least a dozen times, he finally found a clue. With experience, he slowly advanced.
Another few thousand years passed, and Ling Han finally succeeded in concocting his first cauldron of alchemical pills.
"This is the Millennium Dream Pill, but I have never seen it in the alchemy manuals before," Ling Han muttered to himself. Ling Han mumbled to himself. In his hand, there was an alchemical pill that was overflowing with light and vibrant colors, manifesting the vicissitudes of time.
"It must reach perfect quality, and then perform Spirit Refinement eight times. Only then will you be able to open up the corridor of time, and send your soul to the point where the past, present, and future intersect. That is where the Mystery Realm of Time is located," Small Tower said.
Ling Han nodded, and continued to concoct the alchemical pill.
Thankfully, he was not only a four-star alchemist, but also the Alchemy Emperor. After succeeding once, he would not fail again. Every time he successfully concocted an alchemical pill, the quality of the alchemical pill would improve greatly.
After 1,000 years, the Millennium Dream Pill he had concocted finally reached perfect quality.
He began to perform Spirit Refinement.
This was much easier. With a success rate as high as 90%, he only failed once, and concocted five Millennium Dream Pills.
One for himself, one for the Empress, one for Hu Niu, one for the Rain Emperor, and the last for Bewitching Maiden Rou. She was also about to break through to the Immortal Palace Tier.
If she could form 11 Mystery Realms, Bewitching Maiden Rou would definitely be able to shorten the gap between her and a monarch tier, even if she did not advance into monarch tier.
Coincidentally, the Rain Emperor had also reached consummate level of the Dividing Soul Tier, and could break through to the Immortal Palace Tier.
The five of them all entered into the Black Tower. If they wanted to break through to the Immortal Palace Tier, the Black Tower was naturally the safest place. Otherwise, even if they stayed in their abodes, they could still be destroyed by others. After this encounter, Ling Han naturally would not take any further risks.
Speaking of the Desolate Era, the five of them were all extremely angry, and held back their anger. When they broke through to the Immortal Palace Tier, they would definitely beat this bastard up.
The five of them simultaneously took out Millennium Dream Pills, and then swallowed them.
After a short while, the medicinal effects of the pills took effect. This was a four-star alchemical pill, and its power was immense. It effortlessly swept the five of their spirits out of their minds, and then with a light shake, they began to fly faster.
With a thought from Ling Han, xiu, the Black Tower opened slightly, and their spirits flew out.
In the space of the Black Tower, it was impossible for them to pass through the long river of time.
"Yi?" When their spirits appeared, a few powerful figures in the academy immediately exclaimed in surprise.
The long river of time had been disturbed.
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