"Two hours have passed. That kid should be out by now."
At the door of the secret chamber, Elder Ming frowned and murmured, "I'm afraid he will have to lie in bed for at least three months if he sinks to the bottom of the Martial Pool.
I'd better go and help him. Who knows, he might be crawling over here right now. "
As he spoke, Elder Ming reached out and opened the door of the secret chamber.
Creak!
However, as soon as the door opened, Elder Ming stood rooted to the ground. He stared blankly at the familiar figure in front of him and asked hesitantly, "Are … are you alright?"
Ning Yue felt a little awkward at Elder Ming's question.
Looking at Elder Ming strangely, Ning Yue said, "Elder, what could happen to me?"
"How did you leave the Martial Pool?" Elder Ming frowned.
"I only have two hours to cultivate in the Martial Pool. When the time is up, I will naturally be transported out." Ning Yue asked suspiciously, "Elder, is there a problem?"
"There's a problem, a big problem!"
Elder Ming's expression changed and he said solemnly, "Follow me in!"
Ning Yue was a little confused. Had Elder Ming lost his mind or something? Why did he still want to enter the secret chamber?
Could it be that he had absorbed too much pure energy and was discovered by Elder Ming?
At this thought, Ning Yue could not help but panic.
In these two hours, he had relied on the extremely strong absorption ability of the fourth level of the Spirit Transformation Technique to not only advance to the middle stage of the Martial Pool, but even the illusory Golden Elixir in his consciousness had successfully split!
In other words, there were now four illusory Golden Elixirs in his consciousness, and the energy contained in each was equivalent to that of a middle stage Primal Core martial artist!
On second thought, Ning Yue felt relieved.
The Martial Pool was originally for students to use, and there was a lot of pure energy inside. Once one side decreased, the other side would immediately replenish.
Therefore, even with Elder Ming's remarkable abilities, he could not discover that the energy in the Martial Pool had decreased.
"You little brat, jump into the pool again."
Just as Ning Yue was letting his imagination run wild, Elder Ming's voice rang in his ear, causing him to be a little dumbfounded.
What was going on? He had just come out of the Martial Pool, why did Elder Ming want him to jump in again?
"Senior, I'll go in myself. I'll go in myself."
Ning Yue hurriedly took a step forward and leaped into the Martial Pool when he saw Elder Ming raise his right foot.
Thump!
As it was not his first time entering the Martial Pool, the bone-chilling cold in the Martial Pool did not affect Ning Yue too much.
Instead, he secretly used the Spiritual Transformation Technique to absorb some pure energy.
"That's right, I still do not know what your name is." Old Ming nodded in satisfaction at Ning Yue's adaptability to circumstances.
"Ning Yue," Ning Yue replied.
"Ning Yue, sink to the bottom of the pool. Don't expose a single part of your body." Suddenly, Elder Ming changed the topic and berated.
"F * ck! Their faces change faster than the weather. "
Cursing in his heart, Ning Yue did not dare to show it on the surface. Instead, he held his breath and sank to the bottom of the pool.
"You're the one who told me to sink to the bottom. It shouldn't be too much for me to absorb some energy." Ning Yue, who was at the bottom of the pool, immediately used the Spiritual Transformation Technique and began to absorb the pure energy from the bottom.
Although he had divided the illusory golden core into four, he had only filled three of them in two hours. There was still one illusory golden core that had not been filled up.
Now was the right time to use this opportunity to fill up the illusory golden core.
Creak!
At this moment, the door of the secret room in the Martial Pool was opened again.
Old Xuan and Hong Zhijun walked in.
"Old Ming, two hours have passed. Is that kid not out yet?" Old Xuan said as they walked.
"He did come out, but I let him in again." Old Ming said.
"You don't have a fever?"
Old Xuan stretched out his palm and touched Old Ming's forehead. Then, he said, "He only has two hours. Why did you let him in again?"
Knocking off Old Xuan's palm, Old Ming said, "You should know that Ning Yue's cultivation is in the early stage of the Martial Arts Realm."
"That's right." Old Xuan nodded.
"If I tell you that in the past two hours, Ning Yue has been cultivating at the bottom of the Martial Pool, how would you feel?" Old Ming said.
"How would I feel? Of course not … What! You said he has been cultivating at the bottom of the Martial Pool for the past two hours? " Shaking his head, Old Xuan suddenly seemed to think of something and said in surprise, "Are you sure you're not lying to me?"
"Why would I lie to you? You can see for yourself." Old Ming pointed at the Martial Pool.
Hearing this, Old Xuan looked at the Martial Pool.
When he saw the bubbles rising from the bottom of the Martial Pool, he showed a look of disbelief.
Then, he asked Hong Zhijun, "When did Ning Yue enter the Sacred Institute? Why haven't I seen him in the Sacred Institute before?"
Being asked by Old Xuan, Hong Zhijun did not dare to be negligent and hurriedly said, "Ning Yue just entered the Sacred Institute today. He won the token to enter the Martial Pool from Ye Tian."
"Ye Tian, you said that Ning Yue defeated Ye Tian in alchemy?" Old Ming frowned.
"That's right. Ning Yue defeated Ye Tian in alchemy."
Hong Zhijun did not hide anything and told them everything he knew about Ning Yue.
Hearing Hong Zhijun's words, Old Ming and Old Xuan fell into silence.
Since the two seniors did not speak, Hong Zhijun did not dare to breathe too loudly and stood still like a tree stump.
After a short while, Elder Xuan was the first to break the silence, and he said, "There are a total of three core positions in the Sacred Institute. Since Dongfang Zhi gave one to Ning Yue, it means that Ning Yue has some ability."
Old Ming nodded and said, "That's right. Based on the fact that he sank to the bottom of the Martial Pool to cultivate with his initial stage True Martial Realm cultivation, this spot should be given to him."
"What do we do now? According to the rules, Ning Yue can only stay in the Martial Pool for two hours." Old Xuan frowned.
"Hmph! What rules? We've been guarding the Dan Martial Pool for so many years. Even if those people know about it, they won't say anything! " Snorting coldly, Old Ming said in a deep voice, "Today, I want to see how long Ning Yue can last at the bottom of the Martial Pool!"
Then, Old Ming sat cross-legged, as if he would not leave until Ning Yue came out.
Old Ming sat cross-legged, and Old Xuan did not leave either. However, Old Xuan did not sit down. Instead, he stared at the Martial Pool and fell into deep thought.
Seeing that the two seniors did not leave, Hong Zhijun did not dare to leave either. He could only stand on the spot like a fool.
"Ning Yue is truly a freak. He can actually sink to the bottom of the Martial Pool." Recalling the miserable state when he first entered the Martial Pool, Hong Zhijun could not help but suck in a breath of cold air.
Back then, when he first entered the Martial Pool, he could not wait to sink to the bottom.
If it wasn't for Old Ming's reminder, he would definitely be bedridden for a few months.
After coming out, he found out that in the entire Sacred Institute, only two people dared to completely sink to the bottom of the Martial Pool.
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