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Chapter 119: Rounding off, am I also a golden elixir? (Subscribe)

The calamity came suddenly, with a bolt of lightning striking down.

Wang Tieyuan jumped into the air and went forward to meet him.

The power of heaven and earth permeates the surroundings, and the power of thunder resounds throughout the place.

Ye Yunqi focused his eyes and observed carefully. Suddenly, a surge of thunder power surged out from the thunder core in his body and flowed into his eyes.

There was a slight flash of lightning in his eyes, and the flash and sound of the thunder from that heavenly tribulation seemed to soften in an instant in Ye Yunqi's perspective, allowing Ye Yunqi to see more clearly.

The power of thunder flowed through Ye Yunqi's body, causing those Foundation Establishment Masters who were currently comprehending the power of the heavenly tribulation to notice it.

They all looked back.

"Thunder magic!" Yu Tiecheng was slightly surprised.

After a closer look, huh? Ye Yunqi has reached the eighth level of Qi training!

He still remembered that when they first met, Ye Yunqi was still at the seventh level of Qi training.

It seems that he was busy in the training room and made a breakthrough at the same time.

At this moment, Yu Tiecheng was full of admiration, but also felt extremely regretful.

God is jealous of talented people, he only has an eighth-grade spiritual root!
If one's spiritual roots are excellent, even if it's a golden elixir, it's not impossible to give it a try!

Eighth-grade spiritual roots, foundation building can be supplemented by physical training, forming a pill...ah...

Thunder struck down one after another, and Wang Tieyuan was no longer as cool as before, and fell on the top of the mountain.

His clothes were tattered and his long hair was burnt yellow.

Even so, he still had time to chatter: "Mountain, mountain, I wanted to survive the catastrophe in mid-air without dragging you down. Now it's impossible."

Boom! The thunder struck the top of the mountain, and it seemed as if the whole mountain was shaking.

boom! boom!
Yu Tiecheng on the flying boat muttered, "Six, seven, eight, it's almost the last one, hold on."

When the eighth lightning disappeared, everyone couldn't help but feel nervous.

Wang Tieyuan’s situation is not good.

With his body broken and his spirit exhausted, he lay in a big pit on the mountain, looking at the dark clouds rolling in the sky.

The long sword in his hand was broken and thrown aside.

The dark clouds gathered, and the surroundings became much brighter. It seemed as if the clouds were about to disperse and the sky would clear up.

However, everyone knew that this was the power of the heavenly calamity, which had all been concentrated to the last one.

Wang Tieyuan took out some pills and stuffed them into his mouth.

The body continues to recover.

“Just a little bit left…” Wang Tieyuan muttered, then suddenly smiled, “Hey, I still have some more!”

Then he took out a few pieces of blood essence and swallowed them down.

The blood and qi rose and circulated rapidly, causing the effects of the healing pills to be absorbed faster.

The onlookers were all sharp-eyed and looked towards Ye Yunqi.

Yu Tiecheng patted Ye Yunqi on the shoulder and said, "My good nephew, if I can form a pill in the future, I will have to trouble you to prepare a few more blood essences for me!"

The other elders looked at each other and probably started cursing in their hearts.

What nephew?
How come I didn’t know you had this nephew?

This is obviously my nephew!

The last thunderbolt, purple with blue, fell with a bang.

The lightning disaster dissipated.

Everyone looked towards the top of the mountain with some trepidation.

In the big pit, there was a tattered body.

I don’t know whether I am dead or alive.

"Wang Tieyuan!"

"Brother Wang?" several people called out.

Suddenly, the body sat up abruptly and shouted to the surroundings: "Stop shouting, I'm not dead! It hurts so much!"

Lightning flashes could be vaguely seen on Wang Tieyuan's body, but this was not destruction, but repair.

Thunder belongs to Yang Wood, and life of all things begins with thunder.

Thunder tribulation is a test. Once it passes, it will be the sublimation of life.

In the air, a calm voice suddenly rang out: "Tie Yuan, your tribulation this time was quite dangerous. Your realm is not stable now. Come to my house and I will lend you a helping hand."

"Okay, thank you, Sect Master!" Wang Tieyuan said loudly. After he had rested for a while, he stood up and put on a new robe.

But he came to Ye Yunqi first and bowed: "Thank you very much for your help, Brother Daoist Ye."

This person is already a Golden Elixir True Lord.

Ye Yunqi also returned the gift: "Senior, I was also paid to do the work, I dare not take credit for it."

"Hahaha. Boy, I call you fellow Taoist, why do you call me senior?" Wang Tieyuan laughed, "Can't I be your fellow Taoist?"

Yu Tiecheng also echoed: "Nephew Ye, just recognize him as your fellow Taoist!" There was a hint of joking in his words.

"Huh?" Wang Tieyuan looked at Yu Tiecheng fiercely, "You're taking advantage of me? No, you should change that too!"

Since the other party was so respectful, Ye Yunqi could only bow and say, "Hello, fellow Taoists."

"Okay, okay, Fellow Daoist Ye, Fellow Daoist Ye." Yu Tiecheng smiled helplessly and looked at Wang Tieyuan, "You have formed a pill now, so you have the final say. By the way, what is the grade of your pill?"

"The elixir has barely reached the ninth grade, but it's still not stable, and there's no hope of forming a fetus." Wang Tieyuan seemed to be sighing, but in fact he couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth!

Yu Tiecheng scolded him: "You still want to form a baby? Just be happy with the formation of a golden elixir!"

"Hmph, the sect leader called me, I don't have time to argue with you." Wang Tieyuan waved his hand and sent Yu Tiecheng away.

Then he looked at Ye Yunqi and said, "Fellow Daoist Ye, thank you very much for this time."

He stretched out his hand and took out a pitch-black iron sword from the storage bag.

"This sword is what I used in the past. It is a first-class, mid-grade magical weapon made of refined black iron and is called Xuanyuan. I am giving it to you, my fellow Taoist. I hope you will not despise it."

Ye Yunqi was still surprised by Wang Tieyuan's generosity.

He now only has a low-grade first-level magic weapon, which is a defective Blood-Drinking Demon Flag obtained from the Blood Spirit Sect.

This magical weapon is named after the ninth level, which is the same as its cultivation level.

It is a low-grade first-level tool, but it is a magical tool used in the early stages of Qi training.

The first-grade middle grade corresponds to the middle stage of Qi training, and Ye Yunqi's late stage of Qi training corresponds to the first-grade upper grade.

But this is just theory, just the minimum requirement for a magic weapon.

To put it in terms of his past life, Ye Yunqi passed the driving test but didn’t buy a car, reached the legal age for marriage but didn’t have a partner, and even after graduating and entering society, he couldn’t afford a house and had no place to live…

A first-grade low-grade magic weapon would cost fifty low-grade spirit stones.

A first-grade mid-level item would cost one hundred and fifty low-grade spirit stones.

"This, this I can't accept..." Ye Yunqi quickly declined.

He has received his reward in spirit stones, nearly three hundred!
But how could he refuse Jindan Zhenjun?

Wang Tieyuan forcefully pressed the Xuanyuan Sword on Ye Yunqi's hand and said, "Don't refuse. Besides, I asked Fellow Daoist Ye to come to my house for help, so I should give him a gift. I was in seclusion for training before, so I was very rude. I hope you don't mind."

Although there is a gift for meeting someone, how could it be so generous?
Ye Yunqi didn’t know about other places, but he knew about the Jiang family.

The Jiang family is in a difficult situation. The head of the family uses a top-grade first-class magical weapon. Not all of the family elders have a mid-grade first-class magical weapon. Some are still using a low-grade first-class magical weapon.

Yu Tiecheng also advised: "Fellow Daoist Ye, just keep it. This guy spent a lot to form a pill. Otherwise, I will ask for more gifts for you!"

The cost of forming a pill would obviously not be small, even with the help of a sect.

From the fact that the gift Wang Tieyuan took out was his own sword, it was clear that Wang Tieyuan was at his wit's end.

　I didn't make it before midnight, but I'll post it anyway. Good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)