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As he quietly lied in the spirit pond, Long Xuan could clearly see the spirit energy floating above the spirit pond.

Soaking in the spirit liquid and feeling the spirit liquid soaking his body, he felt a comfortable sensation all over his body, and he even let out a happy moan from his mouth.

Feeling the constant changes in his body, it was rare for Long Xuan's entire person to reach a state of tranquility.

As he relaxed his body, Long Xuan's mind was thinking about some information regarding the spirit liquid. He had once seen records of spirit liquids in the Scripture Pavilion of the Seventh Peak.

The formation of the spirit liquid was caused by the continuous solidification of spiritual energy over a long period of time. Its growth conditions were extremely harsh, and in today's cultivation world and the Immortal World, it was already very difficult to form such an environment.

One drop of spirit liquid could be compared to a top quality spirit stone, but its value was far above top quality spirit stone. It had to be known that even if it was a small sized Spirit stone vein, it was extremely difficult to produce a top quality spirit stone, only medium quality Spirit stone vein would produce a small amount of top quality spirit stones, and spirit liquids of this scale could only be found in a few large Spirit stone vein.

It should be known, in the cultivation world, that a small Spirit stone vein could cause all the forces in the cultivation world to suffer a loss of blood, but the Spirit Race had the entire super large Spirit stone vein, so no one dared to invade the Spirit Race.

Although the Spirit Race were powerful and rich, Long Xuan was extremely grateful towards the Spirit Race and Wu Tong. If not for Wu Tong, he would not have been able to cultivate in such an environment, and even the Spirit Race would not be able to easily obtain such treatment.

Adjusting the position of his body, Long Xuan could clearly feel the changes that had happened to his body under the immersion of the spirit liquid. Through his inner vision, he could clearly see that the eight extraordinary meridians in his body had become thicker under the infusion of the spirit liquid.

This was the most powerful effect of the elixir – it did not have any negative effects.

Closing his eyes, he was seriously experiencing the changes in his body. Long Xuan was also surprised at the power of the spirit liquid, he had not deliberately cultivated it, and the benefits the spirit liquid brought him was already unimaginable, if he truly cultivated it, then his cultivation would continue to increase with hatred, imagining his own cultivation which was on the verge of rising, Long Xuan's mood was extremely good.

Just like that, Long Xuan laid in the spirit liquid for three days. In these three days, Long Xuan did not intentionally cultivate, but allowed the spirit liquid to naturally change his body, and only when the speed at which the spirit liquid was changing had slowed down, did he sit up, and started his cultivation.

One day...

One month...

Half a year...

One year...

Five years...

Ten years …

Ten years of time, to cultivators, was equivalent to an instant of time. Often, it would pass by in a single moment of meditation, and Long Xuan sat cross-legged in the spirit pond for ten years.

During this period of ten years, Long Xuan's cultivation had undergone a tremendous change. Not only had he safely endured eight different heavenly tribulations, even the ninth heavenly tribulation had constantly shrouded his senses, but during this one year, the ninth heavenly tribulation had never fallen upon him, which made Long Xuan quite helpless. Especially the twenty-four spirit ponds that the Spirit Race had prepared for him, he only had one spirit pond left with spirit liquid.

It was only now that he understood the difficulty of the path of cultivation. The amount of resources a high level cultivator would require in their life was definitely an astronomical figure, if he did not have the help of the Spirit Race, it would take a very long time before he could reach his current cultivation level.

Letting out a sound of understanding, Long Xuan jumped into the last spirit pond. After that, he sat cross-legged in the middle of the pond, circulated the "Divine Lightning Formula" mental cultivation method, and began to cultivate once again.

This "Divine Lightning Formula" was obtained from the Seven Peaks Dao Repository and passed down through the Divine Lightning Immortal Sovereign. It was divided into 12 levels and was an extremely brilliant cultivation technique.

During these ten years, not only did Long Xuan's cultivation increase rapidly, the set of "Divine Lightning Formula" he was cultivating had also been cultivated to the ninth level. Every time he used this cultivation method, there would be nine sets of Purple lightning divine lightning.

Long Xuan had been calmly sitting inside the spirit pond for the past few years, and the speed at which he had absorbed the spirit liquid had become faster and faster. However, the rate at which his cultivation improved was extremely slow, and had even formed a barrier, so no matter how much spirit liquid he absorbed, he was unable to break through the last step. This time, he wanted to make use of this last spirit pond to give it another try.

Controlling the spirit energy flowing through the meridians in his body, Long Xuan could clearly see that the spirit energy was like the blood inside his body, dispersing all over his body. After all these years of cultivation, Long Xuan's body and meridians had long since reached a perfect state, and after going through some modifications with the spirit liquid, his body was at least several times stronger than normal cultivation, but even so, he was still unable to reach the standard of the ninth heavenly tribulation.

This method of his had already been used no less than five times in the past year. As for the last six spirit pools, he had wasted five of them here, but had not allowed his body to truly reach the Perfection Stage, so this time, his own cultivation would not be considered complete.

Clenching his teeth, Long Xuan continued to circulate the "Divine Lightning Formula". This was his last chance, he did not want to miss this chance, so he once again carefully guided the air currents in his body to slowly circulate throughout his entire body …

As time passed, Long Xuan's disappointed expression became more and more dense. Suddenly, he found another flow of air in his dantian, and upon seeing this flow of air, Long Xuan could not help but laugh, because this flow of air was something that he had left behind from his previous training.