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Chapter 815

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Peak Yin-Yang Realm

Chapter 815: Cultivation

"Gulp!"

Looking at the fist-sized Shengyang Pill hanging from the branch of the World Tree, Ning Yue could not help but gulp.

Ning Yue was very shocked. It could be said that he was extremely shocked.

Ning Yue clearly remembered that when he had left the Soul Tree, there hadn't been any Shengyang Pills appearing on the branches of the World Tree yet. It hadn't been that long and there was already a fully formed Shengyang Pill hanging on it.

"What's going on?"

The change in Ning Yue's expression was seen clearly by the Dark Emperor.

The Dark Emperor knew that the moment Ning Yue revealed such an expression, it meant that Ning Yue had made a huge discovery.

Therefore, the Dark Emperor said hurriedly, "Did the flower bud produce many Shengyang Pills? Don't just stand there and give it to me. With one more Shengyang Pill, not only can I recover to my peak, I can even improve further and reach for the early stage of Manifestation realm! "

Ning Yue regained his composure and took in a deep breath, "You want a whole Shengyang Pill? It won't kill you. "

After that, Ning Yue removed the Shengyang Pill from the branch and split it into six portions.

One portion was left for the Red Fiend while the remaining five were for himself. The Dark Emperor, Furball and the others each had one.

Piak!

The Dark Emperor caught the Shengyang Pill firmly and pouted his lips, grumbling, "Ning Yue, you're way too unkind. You're only giving us these few Shengyang Pills?"

"Don't give it to me." Ning Yue wanted to take the Shengyang Pill back from the Dark Emperor.

"No, no, I'm just joking with you. While these Shengyang Pills can't help me reach the early stage of Manifestation realm, they're enough for me to recover to my peak. In fact, my strength might even improve a little."

The Dark Emperor was a dog. How could he return something that he had gotten to Ning Yue for nothing?

Swoosh!

To ensure that he could successfully refine the Shengyang Pills, the Dark Emperor flew to the other side and tossed all the Shengyang Pills into his mouth.

As for Furball and the Silver Winged Dragon, they sat down where they were and swallowed the Shengyang Pills carefully.

Seeing what Furball and the others were doing, Ning Yue relaxed a little and began to carefully observe the flower bud.

"The speed at which I absorb the Saint Qi has increased by quite a bit. However, it's still not enough for me to produce a Shengyang Pill that quickly."

Ning Yue frowned slightly as he sensed the rate at which the flower bud was absorbing the Saint Qi.

Judging from the rate at which the flower bud was absorbing Saint Qi, it would take about three days for it to produce a single Shengyang Pill.

A complete Shengyang Pill could easily allow a pinnacle Yin Yang stage practitioner to advance to the initial Manifestation stage.

"Forget it. I'll just cultivate the Vermilion Pill first before using the Shengyang Pill to try breaking through to the peak of Yin Yang state."

After observing for a while and not finding any clues, Ning Yue decided to give up and focus on refining the Vermilion Pill.

Back then, in order to deal with the Soul Tree Spirit Body, Ning Yue suppressed the effects of the Vermillion Pill.

Without the threat of the Soul Tree Spirit Body, Ning Yue naturally wanted to refine the Vermillion Pill again.

Boom!

Just as Ning Yue released the suppression on the Vermillion Pill, it began to collide left and right in his body.

"Spirit Transformation Art! Guide! "

Ning Yue bellowed and immediately activated the Spirit Transformation Art, guiding the medicinal fluid of the Vermilion Pill to circulate around his body.

Under the guidance of the Spirit Transformation Art, the medicinal fluid of the Vermilion Pill flowed throughout Ning Yue's body.

As for Ning Yue, he was immersed in the violent feeling brought about by the Vermilion Pill.

Time was ticking away.

In the blink of an eye, an hour had passed.

Swoosh!

When Ning Yue opened his eyes, the violent feeling disappeared instantly.

Bam!

Ning Yue's eyes turned cold as he clenched his right hand into a fist and punched at his own chest.

A crisp sound rang out. Ning Yue only felt a dull pain in his chest but did not feel any pain.

"Phew."

Ning Yue slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and muttered, "The Vermilion Pill is indeed powerful. Without using Primordial Qi, I can exchange blows with a martial artist at the peak of the Creation Realm without being at a disadvantage."

After the enhancement of the Vermilion Pill, Ning Yue's body was comparable to a peak Manifestation Realm martial artist.

The density of Ning Yue's Primordial Qi was comparable to that of a mid-stage Creation Realm martial artist. As long as he could raise his cultivation to the peak of the Yin-Yang Realm or even the half-step Creation Realm, his strength would reach the peak of the Creation Realm.

In addition to the Red Demon Sword and a series of trump cards, Ning Yue could even fight and kill a peak Manifestation Realm martial artist!

"Kacha!"

Ning Yue knew that now was not the time to think so much. He immediately sat down cross-legged and threw the Shengyang Pill into his mouth.

Ning Yue would definitely not waste such a good opportunity.

To begin with, Ning Yue was not far from the peak of the Yin-Yang Realm. Now that he had a fifth of the Shengyang Pill, it would not be too difficult for him to do so.

After swallowing the Shengyang Pill, Ning Yue hurriedly circulated the Spirit Transformation Manual and started absorbing the energy within the Shengyang Pill.

Bam!

After around 10 minutes, the Shengyang Pill was completely refined and all the energy entered Ning Yue's consciousness.

"Swallow it!"

This was the moment that Ning Yue had been waiting for.

After the energy entered his consciousness, the Golden Core in Ning Yue's consciousness entered berserk mode.

Like a thirsty person, the Golden Core pounced towards the energy produced by the Shengyang Pill.

Every few minutes, Ning Yue would feel the Golden Core grow a little bigger.

Two hours later.

The Golden Core in Ning Yue's consciousness expanded by more than twice its original size!

Bam!

After another half an hour, just as Ning Yue was about to take out a King-Grade Essence Crystal to provide energy, a dull sound rang out.

Thereafter, an extremely terrifying aura burst forth from Ning Yue's body. Boom!

Rumble!

Boom! The Dark Emperor and the others who were refining the Shengyang Pills stopped when they saw the change in Ning Yue.

The Silver Winged Dragon and Twin Horns Beast widened their eyes in disbelief. "Ning Yue has reached the peak of the Yin-Yang Realm!"

The Dark Emperor was still the same as he pouted his lips. "He must have embezzled a lot of Shengyang Pills. Otherwise, there's no way he could have reached the peak of the Yin-Yang Realm."

"Woof, woof!"

Furball let out two roars to express his congratulations.

"I've finally reached the peak of the Yin-Yang Realm,"

Sensing the powerful aura emanating from his body, Ning Yue murmured, "Why don't I wait another day and make use of the third of the Shengyang Pills produced by the flower bud to break through to the half-step Manifestation realm?"

Ning Yue extended his perception deep into his storage ring and checked the rate at which the Shengyang Pills were produced. He then made the decision to continue breaking through to the half-step Manifestation realm.

A single Shengyang Pill could allow a martial artist at the peak of the Yin-Yang Realm to reach the early-stage of the Manifestation realm with ease. With a third of the Shengyang Pill and the King-Grade Essence Crystal in his storage ring, Ning Yue believed that he would be able to reach the half-step Manifestation realm successfully.

Crack!

A day later, the door of the room outside the painting was smashed by a punch.

Two martial artists entered the room.

"Why did his aura disappear?"

One of the older martial artists frowned. "How could Chu Guang's aura disappear for no reason? That doesn't make sense. That doesn't make sense at all."

"Elder Jin, do you think there's a concealment formation here?"

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