Legend of the Transcendent

Chapter 75: Conflict

Chapter 75: Conflict

With Wang Weijun's rich experience, he was able to answer Mi Xiaojing's questions. As he succeeded once, there were no longer any problems with the entire alchemy process. The only thing to pursue was the details. Once Mi Xiaojing completely mastered it, the hope of success would be greater.

Sure enough, the eighth pill was successful again, and this time, a middle-grade Foundation Establishment Pill was obtained.

After summarizing and discussing with Wang Weijun, Mi Xiaojing prepared to refine the last pill. Even if he wanted to refine more, it was not possible for now. The last material was the last opportunity, and Mi Xiaojing wanted a high-grade Foundation Establishment Pill, not a middle-grade one.

Reciting the incantation again, the benefits of Evolutionary Immortality made it easy for people to calm down and think clearly. This became one of Mi Xiaojing's means, not for the purpose of Evolutionary Immortality, but to prepare for alchemy.

Half an hour later, Mi Xiaojing began to refine the last pill, and he still went all out.

After refining the first eight pills, Mi Xiaojing's techniques became more proficient, and his way of refining the Foundation Establishment Pill was different from that of the Sword Heart Sect. He used ancient alchemy, which relied on methods that could minimize the dependence of the pill on the pill furnace. By controlling the magical technique and incantation to the extreme, he could achieve the goal of refining the pill.

The ninth pill was successful!

A high-grade Foundation Establishment Pill was obtained, and Mi Xiaojing smiled. It was really not easy.

Wang Weijun was also shocked in his heart. This child's talent was simply rare. If he could take over this body, he had the confidence to further improve his strength. This child's aptitude was much better than his back then.

Suppressing his excitement, Wang Weijun said, "Very good, very good. You are the smartest child I have ever seen to be able to use a low-grade pill furnace to refine a high-grade Foundation Establishment Pill."

Mi Xiaojing was also very happy, and with Wang Weijun's constant coaxing, his guard against this guy had decreased a lot.

With a high-grade Foundation Establishment Pill with seven spiritual lines, Mi Xiaojing was sure that he could advance to the Foundation Establishment stage. This was a big deal for him. It meant that he had truly stepped into the path of cultivation. Only those who entered the Foundation Establishment stage could be considered to have truly stepped into the door of cultivation, and a new world was about to unfold before him.

Carefully placing the Foundation Establishment Pill, a high-grade one, which was also a precious pill in the Sword Heart Sect, meant that it could add a Foundation Establishment stage expert to the sect. Therefore, as long as it was successfully refined, the sect would collect it. This was also why Chen Shouyi and other pill masters did not want to do it, except for the mandatory sect tasks. They would secretly refine pills as their hidden income.

Of course, if the sect found out, these successfully refined Foundation Establishment Pills would be taken away.

After thoroughly cleaning the pill room, Mi Xiaojing left the pill room and walked towards home at a fast pace. He was eager to advance and did not want to waste any time.As Mi Xiaojing approached the small courtyard, he heard the sound of arguing inside. He walked up to the door but didn't rush in, instead standing and listening to the argument.

"Get out! This is my courtyard, my house. How dare you little kids occupy this place? Get out! Don't force me to take action!"

The voice was strange, as if the speaker was pinching his nose while talking, and had a muffled tone.

"This courtyard was assigned to us. If you have the ability, go to the Grass-Benevolence Hall and ask for it. The sect assigned us to live here, so we live here. If the sect tells us to leave, we will leave..."

This was the crisp voice of Mu Xiaoyin.

Mi Xiaojing was surprised. When he first came in, he had heard that this courtyard used to belong to a Foundation Establishment senior, who had been assumed dead by the sect since there had been no news of him. He didn't expect the person to have returned.

"I don't care how the sect arranges things. I only know that this courtyard is mine! Get out!"

"You're being unreasonable!"

Mi Xiaojing walked into the courtyard without saying a word and saw a disabled man.

He was a middle-aged man who looked a bit miserable, missing one arm and one leg. He had a deep scar on his face that ran diagonally from his right eyebrow to his left jaw, and half of his nose was missing. No wonder he spoke strangely.

When Mu Xiaoyin and the others saw Mi Xiaojing, they seemed to have found their backbone. Mu Xiaoyin ran to his side and pulled his sleeve, saying, "Junior brother, this man wants to take our home!"

Mi Xiaojing didn't pay attention to the ambiguity in Mu Xiaoyin's words. He took a step forward and said, "We are not here to live, but the sect assigned us here..."

The man shouted, "Bullshit! Get out!"

Mi Xiaojing said coldly, "Can't you speak properly? If you can't, get out!" He was angry at the man's inability to communicate.

The man's scarred face twisted, "Good, haha, good, very good. A Qi Refining little bastard dares to talk to his senior like this... You're looking for death! Since you won't leave, I'll take care of you myself... Get out!"

Mi Xiaojing began to be on guard. Although Wang Weijun had inherited a lot of combat experience, even some bizarre combat experience, he had never actually fought before and was a bit at a loss.

The man suddenly lunged forward and grabbed Zhang Ke, throwing him out with a flick of his wrist. Zhang Ke flew out of the courtyard wall, followed by Luo Bo, who was also thrown out. Mi Xiaojing was furious, "Stop!"

The man sneered, grabbed Wei Fu and threw him out as well. Although he had only one arm and one leg, he moved as fast as lightning. Zhang Ke and the others couldn't even react in time. The gap between the two sides was too great. The man was at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, after all.Mi Xiaojing fiercely slapped his storage bag, and the Thunderbolt Sword flew out with a crack, turning into a dazzling sword light, stabbing towards that person.

That person was indeed startled by Mi Xiaojing. He didn't expect Mi Xiaojing to have a Magical Sword, and he recognized at a glance that this Magical Sword was extraordinary. A thunder-attribute Magical Sword was quite rare. His body swayed violently like a willow branch in a strong wind, dodging in an instant.

Crack...

A harsh sound.

A red line of fire appeared around that person, which was his Magical Sword, a sword with spiritual patterns.

Suddenly reaching out, the man grabbed the hilt of the Magical Sword and swung it up fiercely. Thunder and sparks scattered, and the harsh friction sound made people shiver all over, it was too unpleasant to hear.