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Chapter 893

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While the herbs were being prepared, Ye Futian went to the library of the Nine State College whenever he was not cultivating. After all, there were many cultivation methods and rule power spells in the library that were inspirational to his cultivation.

Because he often appeared with Little Butterfly, Ye Futian was considered to be hated by everyone in the Nine State College. However, the most outstanding people of the Nine State College had all left, so no one came looking for trouble with Ye Futian. They probably knew the gap between them.

On this day, after many years, Ye Futian once again came to the area of the medicine pool.

Standing next to a medicine pool, Ye Futian looked ahead. The medicine pool was still liquid, but there was a mist surrounding it. Just by standing at the side, Ye Futian could vaguely feel the terrible destructive power emanating from the medicine pool.

He actually felt unease in his Spiritual Will. Obviously, he smelled the scent of danger.

The second round of medicine testing was the same as the first round, 81 days.

Today was the first day. Ye Futian's expression was very serious. The memory of the first medicine test a few years ago was still fresh in his mind.

"Most of the herbs that the teacher asked me to prepare this time are targeted at Spiritual Will. This time is different from the last," Little Butterfly said softly. Little Butterfly said softly. Although she usually played around with Ye Futian, she was still very nervous when it came to testing the medicine.

She was the one who prepared the herbs, so she naturally knew what was in the medicine pool.

"Got it, Little Butterfly. This is the seventh time you've reminded me," Ye Futian responded with a smile and seemed to be pretending to be relaxed.

"Then you can start." Little Butterfly did not say much.

Ye Futian nodded. He took a deep breath and walked towards the medicine pool with his upper body bare, and then directly stepped into it.

In an instant, Ye Futian's whole body was soaked in it.

A low growl was heard, and Little Butterfly clenched her fists in an instant. She looked at Ye Futian, who was in the pool. He raised his head slightly with his eyes closed, as if he was suffering from terrible pain.

At that moment, Ye Futian felt his soul tremble. His spiritual will was drowned by a terrifying power. He seemed to have lost his physical body. His entire body seemed to have become transparent, without any defense. He was exposed to the terrifying power of destruction just like that.

As Little Butterfly had reminded him, this medicine test was not targeted at the physical body, but the Spiritual Will.

He felt as if his spiritual will was about to be completely torn apart, corroded, and crushed.

The light of his Life Spirit appeared, and Ye Futian's Spiritual Will transformed into a towering Divine Ape. Starlight flowed, protecting it. However, the destructive dark currents drowned the Divine Ape's body, corroding it bit by bit, continuously eroding Ye Futian's Spiritual Will.



In the Herb Garden, where Saint Jiang lived, he came to the statue again and sat there quietly, staring at the beautiful figure in the statue in a daze.

Today was the first day of Ye Futian's second round of testing. No one knew if Ye Futian could handle it.

In the past, no one had been able to last until the end of the trial. However, he still had a glimmer of hope for Ye Futian. As an extremely renowned figure in the Nine States, his talent was superb. If even Ye Futian failed, then the trial would be meaningless. It would mean that his idea had failed.

After a long while, Saint Jiang moved. He turned around and walked outside.

The medicine trial should be over soon.

Outside the hall, Saint Jiang stood there quietly. Not long after, two figures walked towards him.

"Master," Little Butterfly called out with a smile. She seemed to be in a good mood.

Beside her was Ye Futian, who had finished the trial. At this moment, Ye Futian did not feel so good. He was very tired. He felt that his Spiritual Will had been exhausted, and he had a splitting headache. This time, it was even more terrifying than the last time.

Saint Jiang's gaze fell on Ye Futian. His deep eyes did not show much emotion. He asked, "How do you feel?"

"Very bad." Ye Futian looked at Saint Jiang and said with a bitter smile, "Senior, why did you test the medicine?"

He had also been in contact with Saint Jiang for some time, so he asked directly. He did not understand the purpose of Saint Jiang finding people to test the medicine.

"If you can pass all of them, then I will tell you," Saint Jiang said.

"Alright, then I will go rest first," Ye Futian said and left. Since Saint Jiang was unwilling to say anything, there was no way he could get anything out of him.

After returning, Ye Futian first cultivated for a while to recover his Spiritual Will.

As night fell, he took out his zither and began to play. The melodious sound of the zither reverberated throughout the Herb Garden, faintly revealing a sense of loneliness.

After playing for a long time, Ye Futian stopped. Only then did he feel that his Spiritual Will had recovered. He closed his eyes and released his Spiritual Will outwards. Suddenly, he felt that everything around him seemed to be clearer. He could feel the slight flow of the wind and smell the fragrance of the herbs planted in the distance.

Ye Futian raised his eyebrows slightly, then opened his eyes, revealing a strange color.

His Spiritual Will had improved a little, but not by a lot. However, Ye Futian felt that his Spiritual Will had become more sensitive and could better adapt to the world around him.

"How magical," Ye Futian whispered, then continued to cultivate. It was not until the next day that he went to test medicine again.

So, in the Herb Garden, Ye Futian began his life of testing medicine again.

81 days of testing medicine, and every day was a torment.

There were still people in the Nine State College who often talked about his relationship with Little Butterfly. Sometimes he would go to the College's library to read up on cultivation methods. Time passed in peace. Other than Little Butterfly being very nervous during the process of testing medicine, there were not many disturbances.

Before he knew it, Ye Futian had passed through the difficult 81 days.

It also meant the end of the second round of testing.

When Ye Futian walked out of the pool unscathed, Little Butterfly lowered her head slightly. The hair on her forehead seemed to be a little wet from the water vapor. When she raised her head to look at Ye Futian, there was a bright smile in her beautiful eyes. At that moment, she had less of a holy aura and more of a pure beauty.

"Put it on." Little Butterfly smiled and put a coat on Ye Futian.

"I'll do it myself," Ye Futian smiled and said.

"Don't think too much about it. It's a reward for passing the test." Little Butterfly put the coat on Ye Futian personally. Her smile was pure and flawless, and she did not have any other thoughts.

"Even if you have any thoughts, it's too late. I'm a man with a family." Ye Futian looked very relaxed and said jokingly. This made Little Butterfly, who put the coat on him, blush slightly. She glared at him and said, "So you're saying that I took advantage of you."

"Of course," Ye Futian said seriously. Little Butterfly kicked him lightly, then turned around and said, "I'm going to report to the Master."

"I'll go with you." Ye Futian followed her.

After two rounds of testing, Ye Futian and Little Butterfly were already very familiar with each other. Other than testing medicine, they often talked about other things. They were like friends, but also like confidants. That was why the two of them were so unscrupulous and joking around.

"Do you know what I was thinking when you came up?" Little Butterfly asked softly.

Ye Futian shook his head and asked, "What were you thinking about?"

"Finally survived," Little Butterfly said. "It was like watching you go through a life and death situation."

"Was it really that scary?" Ye Futian shrugged. Although the experience of the 81 days was indeed a bit scary.

"Yeah." Little Butterfly nodded lightly. Her head was lowered, and she did not seem to be too excited. Of course, she knew what Ye Futian had gone through.

"It's okay. Isn't it all over now? There's only one round left, and it'll be no problem," Ye Futian said as if he did not care.

Little Butterfly raised her head and looked forward. There was a glimmer of light in her flawless eyes. They had already gone through two rounds of testing, and the last round would definitely be a success.

Before the two of them reached where Saint Jiang lived, they heard a voice coming from afar. "I already know. Come find me when you're in the Sage Plane. You have to be at least a mid-level Sage."

Ye Futian stopped and bowed slightly to where Saint Jiang was, then turned around and left.

"Where are you going?" Little Butterfly turned around and looked at Ye Futian.

"Back to where I live," Ye Futian looked at Little Butterfly and said.

"Oh." Little Butterfly had a strange look on her face. Seeing Ye Futian looking at her with a smile that was not a smile, she glared at him.

"Don't worry, I won't leave without saying goodbye," Ye Futian said as he walked away, waving at Little Butterfly.

After the testing, Ye Futian did not leave the Nine State College, but continued to train in the college. He had gained some insights from the testing of the medicine over the past few days, and he needed to train in peace for a while.

Another month passed. On this day, in the Herb Garden, where Ye Futian lived, he sat cross-legged, and his Spiritual Energy permeated the surroundings.

The wind blew, and there were currents flowing between heaven and earth. Within Ye Futian's Life Palace, a rustling sound was heard, causing his body to emanate a holy luster, and his Spiritual Energy seemed to have merged with the surroundings.

The space covered by his Spiritual Energy was extremely clear, and it was as if he could control everything in that space with just a thought.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a formless rule power of the wind flowing. In the courtyard where he was, many stones flew into the air and floated in the air. There were even many small particles that floated in the air.

Ye Futian's will moved, and the formless rule power enveloped the space. Everything seemed to stand still, and the wind dissipated, but the stones and particles still floated in the air.

"Crack."

Ye Futian's lips moved as he spat out a single word. In an instant, the boulders and particles that were suspended in the air shattered right away. They were destroyed by an invisible force at the same time, turning into dust. A terrifying aura of rules continued to shroud the area. Ye Futian opened his eyes, and the light contained in his eyes seemed to be able to tear through the air.

A figure appeared without a sound, and it was Qin Zhuang.

Although the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty and the Holy Zhi Palace had a tacit understanding not to break out in the past few years, and they had been accumulating power, it was impossible for Ye Futian to travel without an escort, and Qin Zhuang had always been by Ye Futian's side.

At this time, Qin Zhuang's expression was extremely sharp, and he felt the rule power between heaven and earth. He looked at Ye Futian and said, "Tear space."

Qin Zhuang was also proficient in the rules of space.

Ye Futian stood up and nodded lightly. Tear space was also a type of space rule power, and he had previously comprehended space freezing. During this period of training, he had finally comprehended the power of tear space, and his attack power had increased a bit.

Tear space was somewhat similar to shattering rules, but its destructive power was stronger, and he could use this power in both rule sorcery and martial arts attacks.

After nearly three years, his cultivation was now a mid-level Magi, and in addition to the 81 days of testing medicine, his Spiritual Will had become stronger, and the ability he had comprehended these days.

Now, even if he faced a low-level Sage, he would be able to fight. If he had some trump cards, he would be even stronger!

(End of this chapter)

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