Legend of the Fighter (2)
Chapters... 152: Five Tenth Level Cultivation Pill
Zhou Fan continued to pour deep energy into the black clouds. He was so focused on cultivating those materials into a level ten cultivation pill.
Now that the pill making process had entered the final stage, inserting the three main ingredients and the cultivation pill would be completed.
"It's time!" Zhou Fan raised the temperature of the fire, including the star lotus, water algae as well as spirit roots.
As soon as the three ingredients entered the furnace, smoke billowed upwards, a fragrant aroma spread throughout the room.
This is the last stage, the most decisive process. Crystallization.
Zhou Fan put his hands together, the energy within flowing so swiftly. A grain of sweat pours out of his forehead.
In one moment Zhou Fan pushed the hand to end the pill making.
Booms!
Explosions sounded quietly, black smoke coming out from the black cloud furnace.
Zhou Fan frowned, he was very confident that he had succeeded. But why did black smoke come out, did it fail?
Slowly Zhou Fan got up, inspected the furnace and saw the black powder inside. Zhou Fan stroked his forehead in frustration, his face seemingly in disbelief. "Fuck?"
In a bad mood, those black eyes had accidentally caught the sparkle from the bottom of the furnace, buried in black powder.
Without further ado Zhou Fan stuck out his hand, when he retracted the hand there were already five cultivation pills there.
Zhou Fan's eyes turned sparkling, a look of satisfaction etched on his face. "I know I made it," he said as he took out a jade bottle and stored a tier ten cultivation pill into it.
Actually with the ingredients he obtained, it was fine to make seven to eight tier ten cultivation pills. But Zhou Fan had only managed to make five cultivation pills.
Although it was an incredible achievement, he felt that he had wasted a rare herbal plant. He seemed to make a mistake, even though if it was another alchemist might only be able to form one or if lucky to produce two cultivation pills.
Hem...
"In the storage ring, I have the materials to create an eighth level cultivation pill."
Although it was not as good as a level nine cultivation pill, it was still useful to Ciu San as well as Zhi Long. Moreover, Yin Cun and Miao Ling were at the level of emperor fighters.
Zhou Fan muttered mangut, then took out the required materials.
...
When morning came, everyone gathered in front of Zhou Fan's room. But none of them tried to knock on the door, because they had received a warning not to disturb him until he came out.
"Did it make a pill for so long, it's been one day one night inside." Yin Cun was a little worried.
"Since the young master has said not to disturb, then the young master will come out when it is done." Ciu San had great trust in Zhou Fan, he had witnessed so many things beyond reason from his young master.
Just as the door of the room opened, Zhou Fan walked out and was shocked to see four people in front of his room. "What are you guys doing?"
Yin Cun clucked, he was already so worried but Zhou Fan came out as if nothing had happened. Even asking 'what are you doing'.
"I made sure my niece didn't lose her father" Yin Cun said resentfully.
Zhou Fan snorted, "A fool like you is still alive, you don't have to worry about anyone else."
Yin Cun's eyes opened wide, wanting to cuss Zhou Fan. However before that happened Zhou Fan took out four jade bottles from his storage ring.
"This is for you guys" Zhou Fan said as he handed each one a bottle to them.
"What's this?" Yin Cun did not immediately open it, twisting and flipping the bottle with a curious face.
Without waiting any longer, Miao Ling turned over the bottle and four cultivation pills rolled out towards her palm. "Pill cultivation? Nah! This is an eighth level cultivation pill."
Hearing Miao Ling's words, Yin Cun opened the bottle cap and saw for himself what was inside his bottle.
It turned out to be the same, four grains of an eighth level cultivation pill. His face froze in disbelief, an eighth level cultivation pill was extremely rare in the Shi Empire, but now in his hands were already available four pill grains.
If he knew that Zhou Fan had managed to make a level ten cultivation pill there were even five grains, it was certain that he would vomit blood right then and there.
"You should consume that pill immediately and become stronger. With that pill at least it doesn't matter that you guys rise up to become one-star senior fighters." Zhou Fan glanced at Yin Cun as well as Miao Ling, both of them nodding vigorously.
"All right, brother Zhou. We'll cultivate, when I come out later I make sure it has reached the level of a senior fighter." Yin Cun clenched her hands, showing determination as strong as steel.
After the departure of Yin Cun and also Miao Ling. Zhou Fan turned to the Two Twin Axes. "You should also immediately increase your strength, at least being able to break through one level."
"Good young master." Compactly they leave the place and return to their respective rooms.
Zhou Fan glanced at Zhou Jim. He took out a level nine beast bone. "You're on guard here, because no one knows how long this cultivation ended."
Auk!
While receiving the bone, Zhou Jim barked slowly.
Zhou Fan then walked into the room intending to absorb the tenth level cultivation pill. He hopes to rise to become a five-star saint fighter.
Day after day passed and the doors of the five rooms were still closed. They were both cultivating, there was only a wolf sitting sweetly to be the guardian of the five rooms.
Inside the room Zhou Fan who was still in a cross-legged sitting position seemed to have a stronger aura than before.
Even so, Zhou Fan was still loyal to the condition of his eyes closed, like a person who did not realize the length of time spinning.
But a moment later, the air pressure grew stronger by many times.
Whusts... Whusts...
Blankets that had folded neatly on the bed began to fly, tables and chairs that were around as if something was moving.
Zhou Fan's unraveled hair started dancing all over, very handsome.
Slowly Zhou Fan began to move his eyelids and gradually began to open.
The room that had been boisterous had become quiet for a moment. The wind that was blowing fiercely instantly vanished with the opening of the eyes.
"Damn, I never thought breaking through to the second level requires one level ten cultivation pill." Zhou Fan shook his head, even though he had almost broken through before, but also still needed one pill in one piece.
Zhou Fan did not want to bother thinking about it, he swallowed one pill for the second time. Doing what he has done.
It did not feel like three months had passed, four rooms had opened but not Zhou Fan who was still reluctant to end his cultivation.
"I hope he doesn't die inside," Yin Cun looked at the door leaf that was still closed.
Ouchs...
Miao Ling showed her clenched hand, about to return to give a punch. "Don't say anything bad!"
"I'm just saying, I don't mean it either." Yin Cun turned her face away. In his heart he said.
Who's actually here, her fiance?