Under the towering tower, in the deep secret room …
Li Qingshan sat cross-legged, put the smallest Monster Dan into his mouth, and swallowed it.
This thing would not melt like the elixir, and it required a lot of effort to refine, which was why he had delayed it until now.
Now that the Divine Talisman of Great Creation had finally turned losses into profits, he was not afraid of consuming the Power of Vow, so he could give it a try.
He secretly activated the Divine Talisman of Great Creation, and the Power of Vow turned into Spiritual Power that wrapped around the Golden Dan, forming a dense ball of light that swelled in his stomach.
Although he could not look inside, Li Qingshan was already very familiar with the refining process. He calmed his mind and used the Power of Vow to the extreme, stimulating the Power of Vow. If the picture was magnified a hundred times, thousands of silver lines could be seen rising from the Monster Dan, and each line was thinner than a strand of hair.
This should have been easy to absorb and melt, but this world did not allow him to do so. As soon as the power left the Monster Dan, it immediately escaped and blended into the Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth, forming an extremely strong shackle.
It seemed to be telling him that all attempts to restore his power were futile.
Li Qingshan had already expected this, so he was not surprised. He continued to stimulate the Power of the Monster Dan. His goal was not to restore his power with these Monster Dans, but to truly create a brand new power that belonged to himself, a power that was difficult to cultivate in the Nine Regions, a chance that he had overlooked.
Gu Yanying climbed up to the platform of the tower. The mountain wind was cold and piercing through her ears. This was her favorite sound, but now she had to wrap her cloak tightly around herself and hold the feather of the Roc in her hand. Her cheeks that were red from the cold showed a smile again, and she imagined that one day she would become the Roc and reach the other side of the stars.
This was her cultivation. Following Li Qingshan's advice, she would let her will be recognized by the feather of the Roc, and finally reach the agreement, receive the inheritance, turn the eagle into the Roc, and go straight to the Nine Heavens!
"Maybe one day, I can fly higher than the guy in the cellar!"
After an unknown amount of time, Li Qingshan finally completely refined the first Monster Dan, but not only did he not gain any power, but he also consumed a lot of Power of Vow.
He was not discouraged. He picked up the second Monster Dan. Swallow it.
Time ticked by, and Li Qingshan only had one Yao Core left in his hands, which was the one from the White Ape King. But all his previous efforts would be wasted. There was also a hint of solemnity on his face. However, his heart was filled with expectation. He could clearly feel that his goal was close at hand.
…
Sword light flashed in the courtyard. A group of beautiful women dressed to the nines were practicing their swords. The one in the lead was the red-clothed woman who had been bestowed the Raging Flame Sword by Li Qingshan. She was dressed in a fiery red outfit and stood with a sword in her hand, acting as an instructor.
Her original name was Yuan Feihong, but after the White Ape King died, she unceremoniously dropped the "Yuan", leaving only "Feihong."
Originally, she could have changed her name to Li Feihong or Gu Feihong. Although she was indebted to these two manor lords, she was not very willing to do so. However, she heard that the old witch had shamelessly wanted to change her surname but was rejected by the manor lords. Imagining her expression at that time, she found it funny.
"Sister Fei Hong, do you think I practiced this move correctly?"
"Idiot, you've copied that book several times. How can you not even understand such a simple move!"
"I was so dizzy from copying that book that I felt nauseous and dizzy. How could I care what was written in it?"
"Alright, I'll show you guys one more time. Watch carefully."
Fei Hong could not help but recall a few days ago, when the manor lord had suddenly summoned everyone. She had thought it was for a banquet and fun, but in the end, he had asked them to copy books. In order to repay his kindness, she had copied very seriously — except for the White Ape King's glorious deeds — but she had mastered the 30 pages of the sword manual. The others did not have the patience.
"Sigh, I'd rather serve the manor lord than copy books. I'm still a little jealous!"
"Hehe, what a little hussy. I think you can't wait for it!"
"I can't wait for it. The manor lord is so powerful and treats people so well. He's much better than that hairy old monkey."
"The manor lord has a deputy. He doesn't care about us!"
"Yeah, I can't even think of a beauty like that. I don't even have the strength to be jealous."
"But I heard that the manor lord and deputy sleep in separate beds. What do you think their relationship is?"
"I guess it's …"
"Shut up!"
Fei Hong shouted angrily. She swung the Blazing Sword and cut a large bluestone in the courtyard. "A bunch of stupid women. Do you remember what Hou Hongtao said? If others don't treat you as humans, then you don't treat yourselves as humans either. Practice your swordsmanship well. Whoever doesn't do well, I'll kick her off the mountain! "
"Yuan Feihong, what's so great about you? You're not the chief, so what right do you have to tell us what to do? Do you think you can strut around just because the manor lord gave you a sword? "
"That's right. With our looks, we can live comfortably wherever we go. Don't tell me that we really have to fight and kill like those stinky men? The White Ape King and Hou Hongtao were so powerful, but they were still killed. Yeah, the wind and the sun hurt our skin too much. This is our good fortune, but some people don't know how to appreciate it. "
"Let's go, we're not practicing anymore!"
The swords fell to the ground, sparks flying and clanging.
"You … fools!" Fei Hong gritted her teeth.
"Hmph, who's a fool if you spend so much effort practicing your swordsmanship and then get killed?"
"You guys are leaving too?!"
"Sister Fei Hong, don't force us. We're really not made for this. I hope you become a peerless master soon!"
In the blink of an eye, she was the only one left in the courtyard. She was so angry that her whole body was trembling. She looked at the tower and gradually calmed down. She wondered how the two manor lords were doing in seclusion.
She still remembered that angry roar, "If she's not a human, then what are you?" She still longed for that graceful and independent figure.
But thinking about what those stupid women said, it wasn't completely unreasonable. No one liked to kill or be killed, and she was no exception. She touched her face. It seemed to have become rougher. Am I really a fool?
…
In the deep secret room, Li Qingshan let out a long sigh and slowly stood up. His heart was a little heavy. At the last moment, he had used up his Yao Core. In the end, he had still failed. He had wasted a lot of power of will in vain, but the result was nothing.
The goal that he had thought was close at hand suddenly seemed far away, unreachable.
It wasn't that he couldn't accept failure, but his heart couldn't help but feel a little heavy. He walked out of the tower alone.
The bright moon in the sky had made up for its shortcomings and turned into a full moon.
Gu Yanying stood at the top of the tower, wanting to say something but hesitating. At this moment, what she needed was not comfort.
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