Meditating and cultivating or whatever.
Yang Fan had never been the least bit interested in it.
It couldn't be helped. His talent was too poor, and his efficiency was too low. A day's worth of blood essence and experience was not even as fast as killing a few low-level demon beasts.
Therefore, Yang Fan no longer had any interest in the most proper method of cultivation, meditating and cultivating.
It was the same for Tian Buqi.
After reaching the peak of the King Stage, ordinary cultivation was no longer of any use to him. His bottleneck was neither his blood essence nor his spirit energy. No matter how dense the spirit energy was, it was just an insignificant decoration to him.
Therefore, when he determined that this was most likely the Blood Spirit Formation set up by the Soul Devouring Demon Emperor, Shentu Junfeng, he focused all his attention on the center of the formation, the legendary place where the Blood Soul Pill was most likely to be produced.
However, Tian Buqi did not understand formations. He could only determine the approximate location of the formation's core based on the density of the spirit energy fluctuations.
"It should be here!"
Tian Buqi flew and landed on a node that he believed to be the densest in spirit energy. He raised his hand and waved at Tian Feiyao, indicating for her to come to his side.
Tian Feiyao glanced at him and ignored him. Instead, she moved to Yang Fan's side and eagerly flattered Yang Fan.
"Master, are you tired? Do you want your disciple to massage your shoulders?"
"Master, are you thirsty? Your disciple has some thousand-year-old spirit spring water here. It tastes pretty good."
"It was all thanks to Master's mediation that Elder Tian had the opportunity to kill those two frighteningly ugly ferocious beasts. Master, you're the best …"
Yang Fan enjoyed her flattery. He squinted his eyes and enjoyed Tian Feiyao's unique shoulder and back massage technique. He felt that this female disciple was very sensible. En, he had to take care of her more in the future.
It was just that tacky.
In a situation where all of his disciples were smurfs, it was only natural that he would be the most attentive and biased towards them.
Yang Fan was not a masochist. There was no reason for him to give resources and benefits when his disciple gave him the cold shoulder, right?
Fu Zhengqing, Qu Hongde, Ren Qingzhi, and the others were dumbfounded. They all gave Yang Fan a thumbs-up in their hearts.
You really can't judge a book by its cover.
Who would have thought that Yang Fan would be able to tame the number one genius of Nanjiang's Tian Clan to such an extent? Looking at Tian Feiyao's eagerness, she probably wouldn't even be as courteous to her own father, right?
Sha Qingsi also looked at Tian Feiyao's fancy performance behind Yang Fan in disbelief. She had felt that there was something wrong with this little girl.
When she first became a disciple of Yang Fan on Sha Yu Island, this girl ran away as soon as she became a Spirit Spiritualist, as if she was afraid that outsiders would find out about her master-disciple relationship with Yang Fan.
But now, it had only been a few days since they last met, and his attitude had taken a 180-degree turn. What was the difference between him and the children in kindergarten who were fighting to please the teacher in order to eat an extra candy?
"There must be something fishy going on here!"
"If Tian Feiyao wasn't trying to get some benefits from Little Master Yang Fan, I would write my name upside down!"
Sha Qingsi smacked her lips twice and was a little tempted.
The benefits that could make the arrogant Tian Feiyao shamelessly curry favor with a young master whose cultivation was far below hers must be extraordinary.
"Why don't I give it a try too?"
Sha Qingsi touched her face and felt that it was still a little thin. She couldn't wipe it off at all.
Lord Fu, Qu Lao, and Ren Qingzhi were all in front of her. Wasn't it a little too cheap to let a little beauty like her, who was almost 100 years old, lower her status to massage Yang Fan's shoulders and back?
Tian Buqi was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.
His hands were almost sore, but the number one genius of the Tian Clan didn't come to meet him. Instead, she went to Yang Fan's side and massaged Yang Fan's shoulders and back.
What the hell was going on? When they were in the clan, he had never seen this little girl act so eagerly, even in front of the Clan Leader.
How could a nobody like Yang Fan make the number one genius of the Tian Clan flatter him so much?
Even if some of his abilities were useful in the mystic realm, everyone could help each other equally and seek the opportunities and benefits here. There was no need for her to lower herself like this.
"Little girl Feiyao, tell I honestly. Do you have something on Yang Fan? Are you being threatened by him in secret?"
Tian Buqi secretly asked Tian Feiyao through voice transmission.
Tian Feiyao glanced at him and replied softly, "Fourth Elder, you're thinking too much. This is my Master. If there's a problem, the disciple will serve him. Isn't it normal for the disciple to massage the Master's shoulders and back? What's there to fuss about?"
Tian Buqi's mouth twitched.
Now, the question was back to before. How could Yang Fan accept the number one genius of the Tian Clan of Nanjiang as his disciple?
What kind of poison had Tian Feiyao been poisoned by Yang Fan? There were so many peak-level King Stage masters outside, and even an Emperor-level Ancestor in the clan who wanted to take her as a disciple, but she didn't even nod her head. How could she just casually take a nobody who wasn't even in the Grandmaster Stage as her master?
He couldn't figure it out at all.
Tian Buqi didn't want to argue with Tian Feiyao about this problem now. He raised his hand and beckoned to Tian Feiyao again, "Come to I quickly. If I'm not wrong, when the concentration of spiritual power reaches its peak, a Blood Soul Pill will condense here!"
"You should have heard of the Blood Soul Pill. It can improve one's Qi and blood, nourish one's soul, and strengthen one's soul origin. For a Spiritual Spiritualist like you, it's a miracle pill that only appears once in a hundred years!"
"I will stand guard for you later. When the Blood Soul Pill appears, you can swallow it and refine it directly. Don't let the outsiders take advantage of it!"
Tian Feiyao's heart skipped a beat. She looked at Tian Buqi with some surprise, "Feiyao is very grateful that Fourth Elder is so considerate of me. However, the Blood Soul Pill seems to be more helpful to martial arts masters. Fourth Elder, you should keep it for yourself. If you can break through the King Stage barrier and become an Emperor, it'll be a blessing for the Tian Clan of Nanjiang! "
No matter how good the Blood Soul Pill was, there was only one.
Whether or not they could snatch it was still uncertain. How could it be as convenient as fawning over Yang Fan as it was now? It should be known that Yang Fan had more than one Soul Refining Golden Pill in his hands. If there were enough of them, who would be foolish enough to snatch the Blood Soul Pill?
"You little girl!" Tian Buqi said angrily, "Do you not trust I? If the Blood Soul Pill was useful to I, do you think I would be so kind as to give it to you? I just don't want the good water to flow to other people's fields. Giving it to you is better than giving it to Fu Zhengqing and those old bastards, right? "
Although the Blood Soul Pill was powerful, it couldn't help Tian Buqi break through to the Emperor Realm. Otherwise, as one of the Ten Great Councilors of the Federation, the Soul Devouring Devil Emperor Shentu Junfeng wouldn't be able to do anything except set up the Blood Soul Array to kill more Demon Clan Demonic Beasts to refine the Blood Soul Pill.
Having a few more Emperor Stage masters in the Human Race was more important than anything else.
However, the reality was that the Soul Devouring Devil Emperor, Shentu Junfeng, had rarely refined the Blood Soul Pill after becoming an Emperor. Firstly, it was because of the restrictions of the Pact of the Emperors. Secondly, the medicinal effects of the Blood Soul Pill were too overbearing. Even a King Stage expert would easily explode if their Divine Soul was not strong enough.
Moreover, the Blood Soul Pill could only increase the basic power of blood and Spirit Origin. It had no corresponding effect on the power of the laws of heaven and earth that a King Stage master needed the most.
Therefore, the Blood Soul Pill was actually of little value to many Martial Way masters. On the contrary, it was most beneficial to Spirit Reader Masters who were born with strong Spirit Strength.
Otherwise, Tian Buqi would not be so generous as to give such a treasure to Tian Feiyao.
Tian Feiyao's eyes darted around as her thoughts raced. Suddenly, she sent a voice transmission to Yang Fan and asked softly, "Master, do you know about the Blood Soul Pill?"
Yang Fan looked up and glanced at where Tian Buqi was standing. Tian Buqi was waving at Tian Feiyao unabashedly. Naturally, he understood what Tian Feiyao meant.
"Why, Elder Tian wants to help you obtain the Blood Soul Pill that is about to appear here?" Yang Fan asked softly, "What do you think? Are you interested in the Blood Soul Pill?"
Tian Feiyao looked at Yang Fan eagerly and gently massaged Yang Fan's shoulders. "If possible, your disciple naturally wants to become stronger. However, if Master needs it, your disciple naturally does not dare to compete with you. How can a mere Blood Soul Pill be more important than Master? "
Her words were pleasing to the ear.
Yang Fan glanced at the maidservant behind him with great satisfaction. Regardless of whether she was thinking this or not, at least her words were extremely pleasant to the ear.
"The effect of the Blood Soul Pill is extremely overbearing. Only a King Stage master can take it." Yang Fan said softly, "Moreover, the blood and flesh of the demonic beasts used to activate the Blood Soul Array this time were all peak Seventh Level Demon Kings. The quality of the blood and flesh essence is extremely high. The Blood Soul Pill condensed from the blood and flesh will be even more overbearing."
"I am still far from the King Stage, so I don't need it for the time being. If you need it, just go and get it."
No matter how good the Blood Soul Pill was, it couldn't be taken right now. To Yang Fan, it wasn't even as attractive as an Eighth Level Soul Refining Pill.
Seeing that Tian Feiyao was so obedient and met the basic requirements to take the Blood Soul Pill, Yang Fan didn't mind giving this opportunity to this female disciple.
They were all smurfs who worked for him, so he would take it as paying them in advance.
As he spoke, Yang Fan casually pointed, and a strand of spiritual consciousness pointed at a spot about a hundred meters away from where Tian Buqi was. He said softly, "That is where the Blood Soul Pill will condense. At most, it will condense and manifest in ten minutes. Go and wait!"
Tian Feiyao was stunned.
Was this for real? The distance between that spot and where the Fourth Elder had chosen was huge. How could Yang Fan be so sure that the Blood Soul Pill would manifest there?
Could it be that his understanding of the Blood Soul Array was greater than that of Tian Buqi, who had lived for hundreds of years?
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