Chapter 110

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Chapter 110: A Punch to the Flesh

Nine is the highest number.

Therefore, the pills made in one furnace will not exceed nine. If there are more than nine, it means the process has failed, and it will produce a batch of useless pills, which can cause Qi deviation if consumed.

Only a very few Pill Masters can refine nine pills; this is called "nine pills from one furnace."

More than an hour passed, and the Pill Furnace shook slightly. This was not a sign of an explosion but a sign that the pills were about to be ready; Yi Qianmo quickly slapped the Pill Furnace.

As the lid opened, a ray of radiant light flashed, surprising Yi Qianmo. Could it be nine pills?

This was Yi Qianmo’s first time making pills, and he successfully created a batch of nine. This was something he had never dared to hope for before, as only a Pill King could guarantee such a high chance; for others, it all depended on luck.

After the colorful light faded, a wonderful fragrance filled the air, and then several beams of light flew out. Yi Qianmo took out a jade box and with a flick of his hand, collected all the light into the box.

After a while, he opened the jade box and saw five pills lying quietly inside, round and shiny, with some patterns on them.

"Five is already very good!"

Although Yi Qianmo felt a bit disappointed, he did not think of it as a failure.

For his first attempt at making pills, having five successful ones was truly remarkable; most Pill Masters could only produce a batch of useless pills.

Even if someone managed to make a few good pills, getting two or three was a good outcome.

However, just as Yi Qianmo was about to close the jade box, he suddenly noticed that one of the pills was different. All the Body Origin Fixing Pills had patterns on them.

But this one had the clearest patterns, and it had the most as well. He counted, and this one had nine patterns!

"First grade extreme realm!"

Yi Qianmo’s eyes widened, and his heart was filled with excitement.

Each first grade Pill Master is divided into three realms: upper, middle, and lower, and the same goes for pills. Even first grade pills are divided into upper, middle, and lower realms.

This is distinguished by the lines on the pill; the lower realm has one to three lines, the more lines there are, the better the quality. The middle realm has four to six lines, and the upper realm has seven or eight lines.

But if there are nine lines, it means it has surpassed the upper realm and is an extreme-realm pill!

It is important to know that an extreme-realm pill is harder to create than a batch of nine pills, just like the chance of a blind cat finding a dead mouse.

When Yi Qianmo made pills for the first time, he produced five pills, one of which was a nine-lined extreme-realm pill. If this got to the Pill Pavilion, it would surely shock a group of Pill Masters.

However, Yi Qianmo did not care if they were frightened; he knew this pill was extremely precious, and if sold, it would fetch a sky-high price.

Of course, with such a good pill, he certainly wouldn’t want to sell it; he wanted to keep it for himself.

"The extreme-realm pill has the greatest effect, which is to break through to the first realm!"

Yi Qianmo knew that such a pill was rare and must be saved for when he broke through the Foundation Establishment Stage.

As for refining a first-grade extreme-realm pill, he was not surprised; his ancestor was a Pill Emperor, and having received his ancestor’s legacy, he had also refined a strand of psychic power. It was not strange to produce such a pill.

Taking a deep breath, Yi Qianmo took out a pill and swallowed it immediately.

The pill was still warm and melted in his mouth. Soon after, a powerful medicinal force entered his body. As he operated his sword technique, this force flowed into his dantian and was quickly absorbed by the Sword Pill.

Following this, a terrifying sword energy surged from the Sword Pill. This sword energy entered his meridians, filling his limbs and bones. It circulated through his small body qi circulation and then through his full body qi circulation, finally entering his dantian and transforming into pure spiritual power.

At this moment, his dantian’s energy sea expanded again, and his realm immediately rose from the sixth level of the Qi Refining Stage to the seventh level of the Qi Refining Stage, with spiritual power even purer than before.

However, Yi Qianmo did not stop. Instead, he operated the Yandang Formula, compressing the spiritual power within his body, bringing his nearly peak-level seventh layer spiritual power down to the early stage of the seventh layer, and only then did he relax.

Although he was at the early stage of the seventh level of the Qi Refining Stage, which seemed like a decrease in strength, it actually was not, because the quality of his spiritual power was higher and more explosive.

"Ding ding ding!"

At that moment, the bell in the cave rang, and Yi Qianmo knew someone was knocking at the door outside.

He took out a piece of jerky, put it in his mouth, and walked out of the cave while eating.

Wu Tianhao arrived outside the cave early in the morning, almost just on time, and he was accompanied by a group of Tao School disciples.

But this time, the Shu School people did not come, and Sect Master Xu Shiping did not come down, yet there were still many spectators.

This was the second knock at the door. Wu Tianhao’s strength far surpassed Long Fei’s, and he ranked thirteen places higher on the Tianyuan List.

At first, Wu Tianhao thought he would have to wait a long time like yesterday, but he didn’t expect that Yi Qianmo would come out shortly after he knocked.

Wu Tianhao was a little surprised, but he quickly reacted and said, "Yesterday you didn’t accept my challenge, and today you’re knocking at the door. You can’t refuse now!"

"Of course!"

Yi Qianmo nodded and said, "How are you going to hit?"

As soon as Wu Tianhao heard him speak, he became very angry and shouted, "How to hit? Of course, like this!"

Saying this, Wu Tianhao swung his fist towards Yi Qianmo; he had not practiced Impasse Swordsmanship, but used a boxing technique called Great Force Diamond Punch.

This technique required a lot of spiritual power, and it was very fierce; if hit by the fist, one would either die or be seriously hurt.

No one expected the fight to start so quickly, and Wu Tianhao’s furious punch was even more terrifying than usual.

All the spiritual power in his body focused on his fist, creating a rush of wind in the air, and the force of his punch felt very intimidating.

Almost before Yi Qianmo could draw his sword, Wu Tianhao was already right in front of him, aiming a punch at his face; everyone watched with excitement.

Because they all knew that Yi Qianmo had no way to dodge this punch; an ordinary person would lose half their life if hit, and although Yi Qianmo looked strong, he couldn’t take this punch.

"Bang!"

A loud thud sounded as the spiritual power in their fists collided, creating a noise that hurt the ears, like two hammers smashing together.

"How is that possible!"

Wu Tianhao stumbled back, feeling his fist tremble slightly and his energy surge inside him.

Indeed, Yi Qianmo did not draw his sword earlier, but he reacted quickly and met Wu Tianhao’s punch with his own. Their spiritual powers clashed, and Yi Qianmo held his ground.

"I can’t believe my eyes; he actually went punch for punch with Wu Tianhao, who has trained the Yandang Formula to the seventh level!"

"He didn’t lose ground; he actually held his own against Wu Tianhao, who used the Great Force Diamond Punch, a very powerful Buddhist martial art!"

"No, I must be dreaming!!!"

It wasn’t until the ringing in their ears faded that they realized Yi Qianmo had taken the punch, doing so in the most powerful way, standing up to Wu Tianhao and not backing down!

"I don’t believe it!"

Wu Tianhao’s spiritual power erupted; he practiced the Yandang Formula and reached the seventh level. His spiritual power was compressed to the extreme, far surpassing many cultivators of the same rank.

With the Great Force Diamond Punch’s fierce and overwhelming power, few cultivators of the same level could match him.

How could little Yi Qianmo, like a grasshopper, compete with him in a fistfight?

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang…"

The harsh sound, like two hammers striking together, filled the air again. This time, they clearly saw that Yi Qianmo had no intention of backing down.

As Wu Tianhao threw a punch, Yi Qianmo also threw a punch. Both of them were engaged in a fierce and direct confrontation!

"This must be my illusion…"

The onlooking disciples of the Tao School were all wide-eyed and speechless.