Chapter 68
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Chapter 68: Three Hundred Zhang Qi Sea
After swallowing the Lotus Patterned Green Fruit, it dissolved instantly in Fang Lie’s mouth, spreading a warm current throughout his body.
Fang Lie immediately felt his Qi Sea boiling. Streams of essence surged through his meridians like rivers converging into an ocean, pouring into his Qi Sea.
This caused Fang Lie’s Qi Sea to expand continuously, soon reaching 350 zhang in diameter.
However, the foreign spiritual energy remained chaotic and even resisted his control, becoming more hindrance than help.
No problem—Fang Lie activated the Linglong Qi Locking Tower in his Qi Sea. The tower’s base functioned like a bottomless pit, greedily absorbing the chaotic energy. After purification within the tower, refined energy flowed back out.
Meanwhile, the shadow of the Nirvana fire nascent fetus in his Qi Sea kept spewing Nirvana fire, burning away impurities.
Seeing progress, Fang Lie rejoiced. He focused completely on cycling energy through his meridians.
Time became meaningless. When Fang Lie finally opened his eyes, satisfaction filled his expression.
His spiritual energy now glowed with pure azure clarity. Though his Qi Sea had shrunk to 320 zhang, only impurities were lost—the remaining essence had fully merged with his Magic.
This breakthrough granted Fang Lie the qualification to learn the second divine skill from the Divine Phoenix Nirvana Scripture: the Nirvana Healing Technique.
Without delay, Fang Lie began practicing the method described in the scripture.
The technique proved simple—merely a basic application of Nirvana fire. Grasping its principles, he mastered it swiftly.
Now armed with the Nirvana Healing Technique, Fang Lie could recover instantly from the Explosion Qi Technique’s backlash, making him nearly unkillable. His combat strength skyrocketed, filling him with confidence for the Outer Sect Competition.
With his cultivation flaws mostly addressed, only refining the Star-Settling Crown remained. This top-grade second-rank treasure’s obscure nature made the process arduous, but Fang Lie persisted until success.
Now equipped with the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams Dao Robe for defense, the Star-Settling Crown for offense, and explosive Magic reserves from the Explosion Qi Technique, Fang Lie suspected he might rival Golden Pool realm cultivators—though he couldn’t be certain.
Emerging after days of closed-door training, Fang Lie gaped at his transformed cave dwelling.
Gone were the knee-high weeds and crumbling huts. Dozens of Hundred Years peach trees—transplanted and nourished by wood-element Dao magic—now thrived. The rebuilt houses stood sturdy and clean, furnished with quality items.
No longer ragged urchins, the children played happily in silk clothes. Mao Mao’s efforts showed in the Spiritual Fields now brimming with young spirit pills instead of grain.
While still far from a spiritual mansion, the improved cave dwelling finally offered proper living and cultivation conditions. Fang Lie’s next goal became clear—upgrading to a spiritual mansion with actual Spiritual Veins.
According to the standards, above cave dwellings came spiritual mansions. Higher than those were immortal mansions, followed by the legendary blessed lands, with the paradise of the heavens reigning supreme at the peak!
Each classification followed strict rules that couldn’t be confused.
The Fang Family’s ancestral cave dwelling had actually been an immortal mansion in its prime, capable of producing precious immortal treasures.
But as time passed, the Spiritual Energy dwindled. Without enough funds for restoration, it first degraded to a spiritual mansion, then further declined to its current cave dwelling state.
This remained the deepest regret of the Fang ancestors. Fang Lie’s father had often sighed over his inability to restore their ancestor’s glory.
Now that Fang Lie had inherited the Mo Ancestor’s Pill Scripture and become a Great Pill Master, he finally saw the opportunity to fulfill his late father’s wish – upgrading their home to a spiritual mansion, maybe even an immortal mansion!
Of course, this wouldn’t be rushed. Merely reaching spiritual mansion status would require staggering amounts of spirit stones.
The recent renovations costing tens to hundreds of thousands meant nothing compared to the billions needed for proper upgrades.
When Fang Lie emerged from seclusion, children swarmed him excitedly while the Ice and Fire Poison Dragon members arrived.
After playing with the children, Fang Lie and the four Poison Dragons entered the transformed main house. Gone was the decay – now featuring Hundred Years pinewood floors, landscape paintings, and intricately carved furniture.
Fang Lie plopped into the master seat with satisfaction. "Comfortable! You’ve done well!"
"Heh! Knew you’d like it," Ice Second Brother grinned. "Though the cost…"
"Enough!" Fang Lie cut him off. "You handle finances now. My duty’s cultivation and protection. The rest’s your responsibility."
The group nodded fervently, moved by his trust despite millions spent without question.
"Ice Second Brother – orders collected?"
"Too many to decide!" He handed over a stack. "You choose!"
Fang Lie hefted the pile. "One-two hundred? Good you didn’t accept all!"
Fang Huo chuckled: "Why refuse? More orders mean more profit! I’d take them all!"
"And neglect cultivation?" Fang Lie countered.
"Minor delays matter little," Fang Huo argued.
Fang Lie shook his head. "Alchemy stays secondary – one batch monthly maximum."
"One batch?!" Ice Second Brother protested. "That’s nothing!"
"Choose the priciest order each time. Profit depends on your selection skills."
"But you’re young! Why rush cultivation?"
Fang Lie’s face hardened. "My decision stands."
Reluctantly, Ice Second Brother offered a 3.5 million order: "Purple Palace Pills?"
"Simple enough." Fang Lie turned to Fang Huo. "You remember the steps from last time?"
"Steps yes, but I can’t extract medicinal essence!"
"I’ll handle extraction. You follow the procedure. Saves me two days."
"Must we?!" Fang Huo groaned. Removing impurities was backbreaking work lasting days – manageable for Fang Lie’s cultivation level, but torture for him.
Ignoring complaints, Fang Lie dragged him to the Pill Room. Using Nirvana fire, he refined ingredients into essence stored in Bottles, then departed without ceremony.
