Chapter 2539
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Pfft!
At the same time. On the phone.
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The Eighteenth Prince's residence.
As soon as he returned to the study, Yang Zhaokai suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and his aura dropped to the Dao Domain realm.
"Are you alright?"
Qin He patted Yang Zhaokai's back and said, "Ning Yue is indeed a big problem. His strength is no weaker than mine."
"It's fine." Yang Zhaokai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly, "I've decided to give that thing to you so that you can break through to peak rank four quasi-Emperor as soon as possible!"
"Really?"
Qin He's face lit up with ecstasy.
He was a rank four quasi-Emperor. The reason why he followed Yang Zhaokai and followed him was because he wanted that thing.
Now that Yang Zhaokai had taken the initiative to say it, how could he not be excited?
"Of course."
Yang Zhaokai's lips curled up, and he took out a jade bottle from his bosom.
He looked carefully.
There was a blood-red pill in the jade bottle.
The Red Skull Pill!
The so-called Red Skull Pill was refined from the blood of thousands of experts, and it had an extremely powerful effect.
If an ordinary quasi-Emperor swallowed it and completely refined it, they could easily advance to the mid-stage quasi-Emperor realm.
Qin He was an early-rank four quasi-Emperor. If he swallowed the Red Skull Pill, he could definitely break through to peak rank four quasi-Emperor!
"You can leave. I want to be alone."
Yang Zhaokai casually tossed the jade bottle and waved his hand.
"Yes!"
Qin He caught the jade bottle and left the study.
Buzz!
As soon as Qin He stepped out of the study, a black figure appeared in front of Yang Zhaokai.
"Haha, Yang Zhaokai, looks like you're in trouble."
The figure smiled and said to Yang Zhaokai, "Have you thought it through? Do you want me to fuse with you?"
"No need." Yang Zhaokai's face turned cold as he said in a deep voice: "Just mind your own business. Don't expose your identity when the time comes. You should know that the Third Young Master has already died a tragic death. I think the Blood Sky Battle Emperor wouldn't want to see his second son killed."
"It's useless for you to provoke me like this. I'm not the same as that piece of trash. Fine, you can come find me after you've thought it through."
The illusory figure chuckled. Soon after, his figure flashed and disappeared into the void.
After the illusory figure disappeared, Yang Zhaokai clenched his fists tightly and a cold expression appeared on his face.
"Ning Yue, Yang Yuming, Bai Youtian!"
Yang Zhaokai took a deep breath and said, "Two days from now will be the day you die!"
Boom!
Ning Yue had no idea what was happening in the Eighteenth Prince's residence.
After he obtained the Emperor Grade medicinal pill from Yang Zhaokai, he immediately returned to the Martial Proclamation Hall and started devouring it.
The medicinal efficacy of an emperor rank medicinal pill was extremely terrifying.
As soon as he swallowed the Emperor-ranked medicinal pill, Ning Yue felt like he was about to advance to Rank 3 Quasi-Emperor.
However, Ning Yue did not attempt to break through to the Third Rank Quasi-emperor Realm. To him, using Emperor-ranked medicinal pills to stabilize and strengthen his physical body was more important than directly advancing to the Third Rank Quasi-emperor Realm.
The Third Transformation of the Divine God of Battle had allowed his physical body to reach the peak of the Third Rank Quasi-emperor Realm.
If he could use this Emperor-ranked medicinal pill to strengthen his physical body to the Fourth Rank Quasi-emperor Realm, his strength would be stronger than directly advancing to the Third Rank Quasi-emperor Realm!
Drip! Drip!
Time was ticking away.
In the blink of an eye, a day had passed.
On the third day, a dull sound suddenly came from Ning Yue's body.
BANG!
Following the dull sound, Ning Yue's physical body was strengthened to the Fourth Rank Quasi-emperor Realm!
This meant that Ning Yue had reached the Fourth Transformation of the Divine God of Battle!
However, a single Emperor-ranked medicinal pill had only allowed Ning Yue to reach the Initial Stage of the Fourth Transformation of the Divine God of Battle. He was still a distance away from reaching the Middle Finger.
The Fourth Transformation of the Divine God of Battle was similar to a Mid-Rank Quasi-emperor Realm.
The first three transformations were the Initial Stage, the middle three transformations were the Intermediate Stage, and the last three transformations were the Advanced Stage.
A small improvement would only increase one's strength slightly, but a major improvement would result in a qualitative change in one's strength!
"Very good."
Ning Yue nodded his head in satisfaction as he sensed the changes in his physical body.
Consuming a single Emperor-ranked medicinal pill to cultivate the Divine God of Battle Body to the Fourth Transformation of the Divine God of Battle had exceeded Ning Yue's expectations.
After all, it was harder than ascending to the heavens to improve the Divine God of Battle Body in a short period of time.
Creak!
As soon as Ning Yue cultivated the Divine God of Battle Body to the Fourth Transformation of the Divine God of Battle, the entrance of the Martial Proclamation Hall was slowly pushed open.
Following this.
Yang Yuming walked in.
"First Rank Quasi-emperor?"
Ning Yue opened his eyes and looked at Yang Yuming with a slightly surprised expression.
He remembered it clearly.
When he had separated from Yang Yuming, Yang Yuming's cultivation had only reached the Dao Domain Realm.
Furthermore, Yang Yuming had only reached the Dao Domain Realm with a few drops of Emperor Spiritual Liquid.
Now that Yang Yuming had reached the First Rank Quasi-emperor Realm, Ning Yue was shocked.
"Ning Yue, this is an Emperor-ranked medicinal pill."
Yang Yuming went straight to Ning Yue and took out a silver-white medicinal pill. "Thank you for your help during this period of time."
"If you have something to say, just say it."
Ning Yue took the silver-white medicinal pill and said unhappily.
Ning Yue had already guessed what Yang Yuming wanted to do.
This was because he had communicated with Sun Lun before this.
Sun Lun was afraid that Yang Yuming would find it difficult to speak, so he told Ning Yue the rules of the crown prince contest in advance.
At this moment, Yang Yuming took out an Emperor-ranked medicinal pill. His intention was self-evident.
Ning Yue would not stand on ceremony with Yang Yuming.
As long as he had another Emperor-ranked medicinal pill, he would definitely be able to cultivate to the Third Rank Quasi-emperor Realm.
When the time came.
A Third Rank Quasi-emperor, combined with the Devouring Great Dao and the Fourth Transformation of the Divine God of Battle, his overall strength would reach a terrifying level.
"I want you to help me fight for the position of crown prince."
Yang Yuming clenched his teeth and said, "The rules of the crown prince contest are to let the princes fight each other first. The two princes that win will be allowed to participate in the arena battle. However, the advisors of the princes will be the ones to participate in the arena battle. The winner will be the crown prince!"
"Understood." Ning Yue patted Yang Yuming's shoulder and said, "If there's nothing else, you should go back first and try to raise your cultivation by a small level, in case I don't have a chance to help you."
Ning Yue saw everything clearly.
There was still a portion of the medicinal energy in Yang Yuming's body that had yet to be digested.
Once the medicinal energy was completely absorbed, Yang Yuming's cultivation would at least rise to the First Rank Quasi-emperor Realm.
After all, the effects of an Emperor-ranked medicinal pill would not be that little.
"Thank you."
Yang Yuming knew that Ning Yue did not like to beat around the bush. He nodded and left the Martial Proclamation Hall.
After Yang Yuming left.
Ning Yue glanced at Ning Lu and Ao Xing, who were resting with their eyes closed. Without hesitation, he tossed the silver-white medicinal pill into his mouth.
Crack!
The medicinal pill shattered and a terrifying medicinal energy flowed down his throat and into Ning Yue's abdomen.
There was only one day left until the crown prince contest.
Evidently.
Ning Yue wanted to use this day to break through to the Third Rank Quasi-emperor Realm!
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