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

Luo Fan forced himself to endure the discomfort and took the second step, during which veins bulged on his forehead.

The third step was that a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Junior Brother Luo!"

Xiong Chumo exclaimed in surprise and tried to step forward.

Lu Qingdai also frowned. "Something's not right. The way this sword intent rejects him is far beyond what ordinary people do."

Luo Fan waved his hand, indicating that everything was alright.

He continued walking.

Ten zhang, twenty zhang, thirty zhang...

When he reached thirty feet, he staggered, his face was pale, his spiritual energy was surging wildly, and his meridians were throbbing with pain.

"Tsk tsk."

A mocking voice came from ahead.

Ji Kun stopped at eighty feet, turned around, and looked back with a playful smile.

"Junior Brother Luo, if you can't hold on, just say so. The way of the sword is not a way of taking shortcuts, and it cannot be forced."

The corridor was silent, and everyone could hear clearly.

"As expected, those who got in by luck have reached their limit."

"He vomited blood after only thirty paces; how is he supposed to proceed?"

"I'm afraid it won't last more than fifty feet."

Everyone's eyes turned to Luo Fan.

Some people shook their heads and sighed.

Some people smiled knowingly.

A young disciple, dressed in a blue robe and possessing a gentle demeanor, also spoke up.

"Junior Brother Luo, preserving your life is of utmost importance. If there is no opportunity, forcing it will only backfire."

This disciple's name is Xie Nantian. He comes from the sect leader's lineage and is an upright person.

Upon hearing this, Ji Kun scoffed.

"Brother Xie, why bother with all this talk? I doubt he'll appreciate it."

Xie Nantian frowned and didn't say anything more.

Luo Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked up at Ji Kun, and grinned.

"Senior Brother Ji is right."

"The way of the sword is not a way of taking shortcuts."

He took a deep breath and took the next step.

Thirty-one zhang.

The more intense the clash between the spiritual energy and sword intent within his body, the calmer Luo Fan's gaze became.

If I'm not mistaken, the sword intent here is somewhat incompatible with his physique.

Only by passing the test can one gain recognition.

"Let me help you!"

Xiong Chumo rushed over to help him.

Lu Qingdai also approached with her fellow disciples from Yaofeng.

Luo Fan shook his head and walked forward step by step.

Thirty-three zhang, thirty-five zhang, thirty-eight zhang...

Every step was difficult, yet they brought them ever closer to those ahead of them.

"act recklessly!"

Ji Kun's face darkened, and he turned around to continue forward. He didn't expect these sword intents to kill Luo Fan.

Bai Jie walked to a distance of 120 zhang, her steps still steady.

Out of the corner of her eye, her gaze remained fixed on Luo Fan, her fingers unconsciously clenching.

Forty feet.

Luo Fan stopped, panting heavily, his entire body soaked in cold sweat.

Xiong Chumo and Lu Qingdai followed beside him, their faces full of worry.

"Junior Brother Luo, how about...?"

Lu Qingdai hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.

Luo Fan simply smiled at her, then looked up ahead where the sword intent was even more intense.

The rusty sword in his storage bag suddenly trembled very slightly.

Luo Fan took another step, this time with much more steady steps.

Forty-five zhang, fifty zhang, fifty-five zhang... still difficult, but no longer stumbling.

"what?"

Someone was surprised.

"How did he suddenly calm down?"

Ji Kun glanced back, his brows furrowing, but he didn't stop and continued forward.

Sixty zhang, seventy zhang, eighty zhang...

Luo Fan caught up and stood shoulder to shoulder with Ji Kun at a distance of eighty feet.

Ji Kun's face was grim.

"Junior Brother Luo, I underestimated you."

He sneered.

Luo Fan ignored him and continued walking.

Eighty-five zhang, ninety zhang...

When they reached ninety feet, seventy percent of the disciples stopped and slumped to the ground, their faces full of resentment.

Xiong Chumo and Lu Qingdai had also reached their limits; sweat beaded on their foreheads, and they were breathing rapidly.

"Junior brother, we can't hold on any longer..."

Xiong Chumo slammed his giant hammer into the ground, panting.

Lu Qingdai's face also turned pale, and the junior sisters of Medicine Peak were even worse off, with two of them already fainting.

Luo Fan stopped in his tracks.

He glanced back at them. "Senior sisters, can you trust me?"

Xiong Chumo nodded.

Lu Qingdai nodded slightly.

Luo Fan flashed a set of white teeth, "Then I'll trouble you senior sisters to hold on for a little longer and protect me."

After the rusty sword trembled, Luo Fan discovered that although the sword intent was strong, it contained a breathing rhythm.

The intensity alternates between strong and weak every three breaths.

The sword intent attributes differ in different regions, and there are subtle interactions between them.

Without saying a word, Xiong Chumo formed a hand seal.

A thick, earthy-yellow light shield enveloped Luo Fan.

Lu Qingdai also acted immediately.

With a gentle wave of her hand, several emerald green seeds fell to the ground, took root, and grew into resilient vines.

The vines wrapped around the light shield in layers, forming a second layer of protection.

The junior sisters from Yaofeng followed suit, gritting their teeth and channeling their spiritual power to create another layer of light blue spiritual energy barrier around the vines.

The three barriers overlapped, transforming into a radiant silkworm cocoon that protected Luo Fan inside.

"Hmph, playing tricks."

Ji Kun extended his fingertip, which contained a sharp sword intent.

call out!

Before that wisp of sword intent even got close, a chilling sword aura slashed out!

Ji Kun turned his head to look at the source of the sword energy.

He saw Bai Jie coldly watching him from 120 feet away.

She didn't speak, but her cold eyes seemed to hold a thousand years of ice, chilling people to the bone.

"Junior Sister Bai, what do you mean?"

A murderous intent was hidden deep within Ji Kun's eyes.

"Senior Brother Ji, you'd better stop trying to be clever."

Bai Jie's words were concise: "Otherwise, I wouldn't mind letting you stay here forever."

A surge of dark energy welled up in Ji Kun's eyes for a moment, but he forcibly suppressed it.

He glared fiercely at Bai Jie, but ultimately didn't make a move.

Bai Jie looked in the direction where Luo Fan was, and the sword energy at her fingertips slowly dissipated.

Inside the silkworm pupa.

Luo Fan seemed oblivious to the outside conflict.

His gaze swept around, noticing some dark green moss growing on the stone walls.

The moss, imbued with the sword intent, had its leaf tips shimmering with a faint sword-shaped light.

The ground was covered in dust accumulated over countless years, its color dark and its surface exuding a metallic aura.

Luo Fan first scraped off a layer of moss containing sword energy from the stone wall.

He then scooped up a handful of dust from the ground, dust that had been imbued with sword intent for countless years.

He bit his fingertip again, squeezed out three drops of blood, and dripped them into the moss and dust.

Luo Fan took out an ordinary pill furnace.

This alchemy furnace resonated with the Great Dao furnace in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The cold fire of the secluded spring, rise!

No one outside saw Luo Fan refining pills.

Xiong Chumo and the others thought Luo Fan couldn't hold on any longer, which is why they asked them to protect him.

After all, if Luo Fan doesn't make it into the top ten, he will be expelled from the sect.

However, as their spiritual energy was depleted, the pressure of the sword intent they felt grew stronger and stronger.

Sweat beaded on Xiong Chumo's forehead, and his arm supporting the earthen-yellow light shield trembled slightly.

Lu Qingdai's face turned even paler, as the spiritual energy required to maintain the vines was greatly depleted.

Several of the junior sisters from Medicine Peak were swaying precariously, with blood trickling from the corners of their mouths.

"Senior sister, I can't...hold on much longer..."

A junior female student swayed, her voice weak.

Ji Kun watched from a distance, tapping his elbow with his fingertips. "A bunch of idiots."

He believed that Luo Fan was just using these stupid women and would discard them once they lost their value.

Little did he know that this fool was digging his own grave; getting rid of these troublesome women would be more advantageous for him.

Time passes little by little.

Xiong Chumo and the others finally reached the point where they could no longer continue.

click!

The outermost light blue spiritual energy barrier of the silkworm pupa shattered first!

Immediately afterwards, the vines began to wither.

Finally, the yellowish-brown light shield flickered violently, on the verge of shattering!

"Junior Brother Luo!"

Xiong Chumo cried out urgently, "I can't take it anymore... I really can't hold on any longer..."

Snapped…

Click...

As the light shield dissipated, Xiong Chumo's breathing became rapid, and she nearly fell to the ground, her footing unsteady.

She suddenly fell into someone's arms, and when she looked up, she saw Luo Fan standing behind her.

That smiling face made Xiong Chumo slightly lose his composure.

Luo Fan helped her sit up straight, opened his hands, and several pills shimmering with spiritual light appeared in his palm.

The shimmering spiritual light emanating from the elixir caused the surrounding sword intent to pause for a moment.

Seeing the way the two women were looking at him, Luo Fan returned their gaze with the most dazzling smile.

"We're lucky. I found several naturally formed pills embedded at the foot of this stone wall."

These pills seem to help us adapt to the sword intent here; I took one.

Luo Fan handed them over, "These are for you."

"Dug out?"

Lu Qingdai was taken aback.

Looking at the pit at the foot of the stone wall, and then at the pills, it all seemed absurd.

She was, after all, a disciple of the Medicine Peak, and had never heard of elixirs being naturally formed.

Xiong Chumo almost burst out laughing, covered her mouth, and her big eyes curved into crescent moons.

"Junior brother, your luck is incredible! You even managed to find a treasure here!"

Luo Fan really wanted to say, "What's this?"

The real treasure is something you little fairies haven't seen yet!

"Ha, you dare to eat something you just dug up randomly?"

Ji Kun's sneer rang out untimely, "Junior Brother Luo, you're asking for death, don't drag them down with you."

"No need, it's already found."

Xiong Chumo looked at Ji Kun, her red lips curving into a slight smile, "What a huge lump."