The sun and moon shuttled back and forth. Time flew by.
In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed. Ye Kong absorbed a sliver of spiritual energy into his energy sea and slowly opened his eyes. There was a faint trace of joy in his eyes.
Many things had happened in this half a year.
First, there was the aftermath of Second Madam's death. Because Second Madam and Chen Qingfang's deaths were too embarrassing, neither the government nor the Ye Manor investigated the true cause of their deaths.
Although their deaths were strange and no one would believe that they had gone crazy at the same time, and the servants had all fainted. This was also suspicious, but no one cared. Sealing their mouths was more important.
After Second Madam's death, Ye Wei, who was in the military camp, came back to take care of the funeral. Ye Wei suggested to let Third Madam manage the inner courtyard and then write a letter to Ye Haoran in An Du to wait for his final arrangement.
With Third Madam in power, she immediately became famous. She looked radiant every day and took care of everything. As for Little Red, she didn't face any difficulties and successfully became Chen Jiuniang's personal servant. Little Red and Lu Qin interacted every day happily.
However, Third Madam wasn't happy for long. A month later, An Du's letter came. What made Third Madam crazy was that Ye Haoran actually let Ninth Madam, who had just turned 25, manage the inner courtyard. It was said that the second wife was the most favored. From this, it could be seen that Ye Haoran had his own thoughts. The Ninth Mistress was the youngest, so it was easier for her to cheat on him. If she had some power, she would also cherish her current life more.
Lastly, Second Madam's two sons, Ye Wen and Ye Wu. These two were pitiful. Their mother's death was too shameful for the Ye Manor. Therefore, no matter who came to power in the inner courtyard, they wouldn't be nice to them.
As for Ye Wu's coming of age ceremony, no one cared anymore. Once he turned 18, he was kicked out of the inner courtyard. They didn't give him money to buy a manor either. He just stayed in his brother Ye Wen's manor and passed his days in chaos.
Ye Kong didn't know all this yet. He had just finished cultivating in isolation for half a year.
"How is it? Have you reached the third level yet? "Ancestor Acheron sent his first greeting.
"We're here." Ye Kong said with a smile.
He was indeed very happy. In just three years, he had successfully reached the third level of Qi Refinement.
Of course, this speed wasn't fast at all. In the cultivation world, this speed was average or even slow.
You have to know that the earlier you start, the easier it is. Later on, the more time is wasted. Reaching the third layer of Qi Training in three years is nothing at all.
However, the main problem was that Ye Kong's cultivation technique was different. It was especially slow, and the time needed to cultivate was especially long. Hence, Ye Kong was already very satisfied with reaching Qi Refining Stage 3 in three years.
The Yellow Spring Old Ancestor's contribution was undeniable. If it wasn't for his spiritual energy, Ye Kong wouldn't have been able to cultivate so quickly by absorbing the spiritual energy in the air.
"How much of my of of of of of of?" The Old Ancestor Yellow Spring was not pitying his own spiritual energy, but he wanted to calculate how many levels his remaining spiritual energy could allow Ye Kong to level up.
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"Half! Only one level! "Ancestor Acheron exclaimed in surprise.
At first, he thought Ye Kong would reach the tenth level of Qi Refinement, which was the consummation of the realm. Later, he found out that Ye Kong's cultivation method was so special that it was surprisingly slow. Therefore, he thought Ye Kong would at least reach the sixth or seventh level.
But now, it seemed that the Five Elements Immortal Ascension Sutra needed too much spiritual energy. He had only reached one level after refining half of it. If he refined the other half, he would only reach the fourth level of Qi Refinement. The gap was too big.
If this guy reached the Foundation Establishment Realm, how much spiritual energy would he need to absorb? Ancestor Acheron didn't dare to think about it.
"Then try to use the Telekinesis Spell to control this small sword," Ancestor Acheron said again.
Ye Kong asked curiously, "Didn't you say that one has to reach at least the fourth level of Qi Refinement to be able to control the celestial device?"
"Not necessarily. I want to control the celestial device mainly because of the amount of spiritual energy and the strength of the divine sense. You have gathered so much spiritual energy in your body, so your spiritual energy and divine sense are naturally far superior to those of ordinary people. Why don't you try to control it first? Maybe you can …" Ancestor Acheron couldn't go on.
This was because he had already seen the small sword move. With a buzzing sound, the small sword had already floated up in the air.
"It's up!" Ye Kong was also very surprised. He had long heard that the fourth level of Qi Refinement could control the celestial device, and he had been looking forward to this day.
With the celestial device, it meant that he could travel in Jianghu. Being able to control the celestial device meant that his strength had greatly increased. Generally, in battles between cultivators, the ones who used spells were low-level cultivators. The power of spells was much weaker than the celestial device. Moreover, the accuracy of the Fireball Spell and the Ice Bullet Spell was also very poor.
Being able to control the celestial device also had many advantages. Because the celestial device didn't only have one type of attack, there were also defensive celestial devices, so Ye Kong's defense could also be greatly increased.
At the same time, all kinds of auxiliary celestial devices could also be used, such as the flying celestial device. Qi Refinement cultivators couldn't fly independently, and the Levitating Spell consumed a lot of spiritual energy. Moreover, it couldn't fly very far, so they had to rely on external objects.
But then again, other than the small sword, Ye Kong didn't have any other celestial devices, so it was useless to talk about those.
Along with his increase in level, the Longhu Mountain Talisman Encyclopedia in his bier had opened a lot more, and all the low-grade and low-grade talismans were revealed to him. Those Fireball Spell and Ice Bullet Spell were naturally not worth mentioning, but what made his heart itch were the more powerful spells, especially the last few pages of the low-grade and low-grade talismans.
"Giant Strength Talisman" was an auxiliary attack type talisman. It could suppress the enemy within a certain range with a huge force, causing their movement to slow down.
"Ice Armor Talisman" could form a layer of ice elemental armor around the body, and its effect was far superior to the Golden Light Talisman.
"Spirit Travel Talisman" could be pasted on the leg, and it could double the speed and reduce the fatigue. It was a necessary talisman for going out, traveling, or escaping if one couldn't win.
Of course, what made Ye Kong excited was the last of the low-grade and low-grade talismans, "Thunder Fire Talisman".
One had to know that among all the attributes, the most powerful was the extremely fierce thunder attribute, which was produced by the mutation of the fire attribute and the wood attribute. The power of the thunder attribute was widely recognized. A fireball hitting the opponent was far less powerful than a lightning bolt. As for ice bullets, water arrows, and quicksand, their power was even worse.
However, Ye Kong could only look at them and was excited. He didn't have the talisman paper to draw talismans on. Now that he had the talisman brush and spirit herb juice, the only thing he lacked was the talisman paper.
"Alas, it would be great if an immortal market was held in the Southern City." Ye Kong couldn't help but sigh.
"Are you dreaming? Do you think the Southern City is a city of cultivators? " Ancestor Acheron scolded. He grabbed the small sword hanging in the air and said, "Although this sword is a bit rubbish, it is still a mid-grade magic tool. If you don't want to tear down your house and destroy the formation, you'd better find a secluded place to practice using it."
"Oh, okay then." Ye Kong took the small sword, and his heart was full of expectations. He didn't know what this sword could do. Could he stand on it and fly? Could he make it bigger? Or did it have some powerful functions?
Ancestor Acheron scolded, "Stop looking. It's just a mid-grade magic tool. To think that This Old Man used to have supreme-grade spirit weapons, ancient treasures, and mid-grade magic tools … Tsk, who gave me this thing? I'll slap his face!"
Ye Kong sighed. "A real man doesn't talk about his past achievements. I say, Ancestor, can you not talk about your glorious history and romantic history in the future? I've heard it so much that my ears have calluses."
"I'm telling the truth. I didn't lie to you." Ancestor Acheron muttered in dissatisfaction.
Ye Kong said again, "Ancestor, you'd better get into the small sword. I'm going out. Little Red usually doesn't disturb me. I don't know what's so important that she came to open the door today."
"I know you have a little lover. Do you think I won't go in? You heartless little cultivator. I really regret not killing you in the past. Otherwise, I'd be so annoyed! " Although Ancestor Acheron scolded him viciously, he raised his hand and took out a gray armor.
"This is …" Ye Kong's eyes widened in surprise. Then, he said in pleasant surprise, "This is the defensive magic tool made from the skin of the Ink Shark?"
"Yes. This is This Old Man's painstaking effort!" Ancestor Acheron said discontentedly.
"Is this … a magic tool or a spirit weapon? A treasure? "After Ye Kong received it, he realized that this thing was very soft and light, just like chicken skin and down.
"In your dreams! You can only use magic tools and spirit weapons after you reach the Core Formation realm! This is a high-grade magic tool. What do you think? You don't want it if you don't like it! I wonder what This Old Man owed you in his previous life? " Ancestor Acheron cursed. His body shrunk quickly. When he was about to enter the small sword, he looked back and saw Ye Kong's excited look. He secretly smiled and went into the small sword.
"Don't go. Let me wear it. See if it looks good? It looks like thermal underwear. Haha, I don't know if it fits. When my body grows up, will it automatically enlarge? "
Ye Kong asked a series of questions. Ancestor Acheron cursed again. "Figure it out yourself! Don't bother me! I'm going to sleep. Please, don't wake me up if there's no beauty! "
Ye Kong answered. He took off his coat and put on the Ink Shark's defensive magic tool. He communicated with it with his spiritual sense and found that he couldn't use it yet. He needed to refine it.
Any magic tool had to be refined before it was used. The main purpose was to let the treasure recognize its owner and let the user familiarize with the function of the treasure.
Generally speaking, the higher the grade of the magic tool, the longer it would take to refine it. Of course, this was also related to the user's own spiritual power. Finally, if it was taken from someone else, it would be related to the previous user's spiritual power and how long it had been used. It was a very complicated thing.
This Ink Shark's armor was newly made, so there was no need to erase the original owner's spiritual sense. Ye Kong only needed to refine it slightly and spend a day or two to get it done.
However, Ye Kong didn't have time to refine it because he needed to go out. Little Red was outside today and wanted to come in. There might be something urgent.
In fact, Ye Kong planned to meditate until he finished the Fasting Pill. Now that Little Red had come looking for him, he could only come out early.
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