A god-level alchemist, starting by manually crafting forbidden pills.

Luo Fan's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he couldn't quite describe how he felt.

If it were still the same Ji Kun as before, Luo Fan wouldn't feel the slightest regret for him.

However, this trip to the Zhengyang Sect allowed him to see a different side of Ji Kun.

A person who, even knowing he is no match, will fight to the death for his sect and for himself!

Regardless, Ji Kun broke through to the seventh level of Foundation Establishment under the influence of the Five Elements Creation Pill.

Before leaving, he had reached the peak of the seventh level. With such cultivation, how could he die easily in battle?

Unless another Golden Core expert joins, there's nothing he can do right now.

"Junior sister, leave quickly. Once you return to the sect, you will be safe."

He struggled to sit up, but he didn't even have the strength to move a finger.

The madness of the Zhengyang Sect exceeded his imagination.

In other words, they never intended for them to leave alive from the very beginning.

Regardless of his performance at the martial arts arena, it won't change the current situation.

The difference is that this time, Zhengyang Sect suffered heavy losses because of him, which is why they launched a counterattack without holding back.

If he wasn't mistaken, Su Qingyuan's failure to arrive in time must mean she had encountered trouble.

"I'm not leaving!"

Midozhi shook her head, gripping his hand tightly. "If we die, we die together. It's no big deal!"

Luo Fan wanted to reprimand her, but his consciousness blurred again, and his vision went black.

clang!

The Great Dao Furnace in his sea of ​​consciousness emitted rays of spiritual light, and Luo Fan closed his eyes completely.

Midozhi grew increasingly anxious.

What should I do?

What should she do?

Suddenly, the words her master, Kong Lingfei, had spoken flashed through her mind.

"Zhizhi, you are one in a million with the Ten Directions Battle Body. This physique requires the Yin and Yang to interact with those with the Innate Dao Body to activate the Dao Rhyme before it can truly awaken."

"Once awakened, not only will your cultivation advance by leaps and bounds, but you will also be able to give back to your Daoist partner and nourish their essence."

"However, if the other party is not born with a Dao body, your physique will be tainted by worldly energy, and you will never be able to awaken again, remaining stuck at this level for life."

"Remember, this matter concerns the very foundation of your path; you must not attempt it lightly."

Could it be a primordial Dao body, Brother Xiao Fan?

Looking at Luo Fan, whose breath was weak, Midozhi thought of his many unbelievable behaviors.

He can fight opponents of higher levels, learn martial arts techniques as easily as drinking water, possess the spiritual fire of heaven and earth, and is proficient in the Five Elements.

Yes! It must be him!

Otherwise, how can all of this be explained?

Moreover, Master said that after awakening the Ten Directions Battle Body, one can give back to one's Daoist partner and nourish their origin!

Maybe it can save Brother Xiaofan!

That was the first time she had seen her master give her such serious instructions just before she and the others were about to set off for the Zhengyang Sect.

Perhaps her master had already realized that her decision to come along wasn't because she wanted to broaden her horizons.

She just wanted to take this opportunity to stay by Luo Fan's side, which is why her master gave her those instructions.

Thus, a bold yet shy idea began to grow even more wildly in her heart.

She looked at Luo Fan's still-furrowed brows even in his unconscious state, at his deathly pale face...

Looking at his body covered in bloody wounds.

She gritted her teeth.

If she bets correctly, she will be able to awaken the Ten Directions Battle Body.

That would increase his strength and allow him to protect him.

If the bet is wrong, then it doesn't matter.

Anyway, she wouldn't abandon him.

Her hand slowly touched the ribbon of her red dress.

With a gentle tug, the dress slipped down.

Moonlight streamed in through the cave entrance, illuminating her trembling body.

She walked over to Luo Fan.

Squat down.

Looking at his tightly closed eyes.

He spoke softly.

"I'm sorry, young man, I didn't mean to take advantage of you. I really couldn't think of any other way."

She closed her eyes and gradually approached.

Her entire face was as red as a ripe apple, all the way down to her ears and neck…

She took a breath, mustered all her courage, bent down, and approached the unconscious Luo Fan.

A spiritual light quietly emanated from within her.

It carried the unique fragrance of a young girl, gently enveloping her and Luo Fan.

The cave was enveloped in a hazy, sacred, milky-white aura.

Within the spiritual light, two figures could be vaguely seen entangled together.

Midozhi felt a warm power flowing into her body from where the two were in contact.

That power was as vast as the sea.

That power was as warm as spring.

That power resonated with something dormant within her.

That is her origin.

It is being stirred and awakened by an energy that is extremely yang and pure, containing supreme Daoist principles.

That energy originated from Luo Fan.

Even though he was seriously injured and unconscious, the original aura of his innate Dao body still unconsciously emanated.

Two forces, one yin and one yang, one life and one death, one hard and one soft.

Guided by certain rules, they began the most primitive and fundamental form of communication and integration.

This cleanses the limbs and bones, washing away impurities from every meridian.

Her cultivation level surged uncontrollably, and the bottleneck at the peak of the twelfth level of Qi Refining shattered with a crash!

Foundation building!

Foundation Building Level Two!

Three layers of foundation!

His energy surged forward without any hindrance!

at the same time.

A similarly pure and gentle force, brimming with vitality, flowed back to Luo Fan.

It nourished his nearly depleted dantian and gently nurtured his broken meridians.

Repairing his damaged internal organs.

Luo Fan's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed as he slept.

His pale face regained a sliver of color.

Time slipped away quietly amidst the flow of inspiration.

Until the first rays of dawn shone through the cracks in the cave entrance, dispelling the darkness.

The aura gradually faded.

Not long after.

Luo Fan opened his eyes.

The first thing that catches the eye is the rock at the top of the cave.

He felt an unprecedented sense of ease in his body, and the excruciating pain that had been tearing him apart vanished without a trace.

His spiritual energy was incredibly abundant, even more profound and pure than before he was injured.

Foundation Building Level Nine!

He moved his fingers and sat up.

He saw Midozhi not far away, with her back to him, frantically straightening her disheveled clothes.

She was only wearing a close-fitting undershirt.

Her exposed shoulders and neck still bore the marks of last night's frenzy.

Upon hearing the noise, she froze, and her ears instantly turned bright red.

"Junior sister..."

Luo Fan had no idea what had happened.

His voice was a little hoarse, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Seriously...it's all over...

The matter between him and Liu Linglong had not yet been properly resolved when this happened.

Oh, heavens, how cruel you are to me!

Luo Fan cried out in his heart, sighing helplessly, "It can't be...it can't be..."

Why can't this happen again when he's sober?

Ugh!

Pity!

pity!

"Brother Xiaofan, you're awake?"

Midozhi looked like she had done something wrong, keeping her head down and not daring to look at him.

Luo Fan responded with a sound of agreement, rubbing his nose, "Well, last night, we, you..."

"It's okay, I'll do anything to save you."

She looked up, glanced quickly at Luo Fan, and then quickly looked away from his intense gaze.

Her heart was pounding like a drum. "Moreover, thanks to Brother Xiao Fan, I awakened the Ten Directions Battle Body."

"I... can protect you now!"

As she spoke, she released a slight aura, reaching the peak of the eighth level of Foundation Establishment.

Moreover, his aura was solid and his foundation was firm, indicating that the improvement was not forced.

boom!

Just as Luo Fan was about to say something, the cave shook violently!

Gravel fell in a flurry!

Outside the cave, the roars of demonic cultivators could be heard!

"We've found them!"

"It's inside the cave!"

"Charge in!"

Midozhi's expression changed slightly, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes, and she quickly put on her clothes.

A flash of inspiration struck her.

A long spear, entirely silver-white with a tip gleaming with a cold light, appeared in his hand.

"Brother Xiaofan, your injuries have just healed, so rest for a bit. I'll go and see them!"

She turned and was about to rush outside.

As they reached the cave entrance, Luo Fan's voice came from behind them.

"Junior sister."

Midozhi paused in her steps.

Luo Fan stared at her blankly, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Gratitude, guilt, pity, and a strange, inexplicable feeling were intertwined.

"I will take responsibility for you!"

He spoke with a faint smile.

Upon hearing this, Midozhi's delicate body trembled slightly, and her eyes welled up with tears.

She didn't turn around, but sniffed.

"Oh, I'm not after that."

She couldn't suppress the joy in her upturned lips and eyes.

A moment later, she turned around, smiled mischievously, and said, "It's a deal then, no take-backs allowed."

"Yes, it's settled."

Luo Fan nodded with a smile.

Midozhi smiled brightly and stepped out of the cave.

Outside the cave, the crisp sound of clashing weapons rang out, along with that delicate shout.

Her spear tip was pointed directly at the demons.

Roar! ! !

A high-pitched and clear dragon's roar echoed outside the cave.

As Luo Fan's divine sense probed, the silver dragon-shaped phantom roared and charged into the group of demonic cultivators!

boom--!!!

Ten demonic cultivators were sent flying backwards!

Midozhi stood holding a gun, her clothes fluttering, exuding the air of a free and elegant fairy.

Luo Fan twitched his lips, finding it amusing; this was the girl's true nature.

It must have been tough on her to keep it bottled up for so long.

Now that they have a place to put their skills to use, they are afraid that others won't hear what's going on here.

Luo Fan quickly composed himself.

He sat cross-legged, and the innate metal-type spiritual root flew out from his sea of ​​consciousness.

Golden Scale Dragon Soul!