Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 264 - Patriarch Tao Ran's Heaven Realm Power

Chapter 264: Patriarch Tao Ran’s Heaven Realm Power

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Among the ancient divine beasts, very few could control lightning.

In ancient times, the Kui claimed to be the Thunder G.o.d’s mount.

However, such a divine beast should have long disappeared in the river of time. Why would its fur appear here?

I’ve heard that some people in the world have great luck and can obtain any treasure. Zhao Yunlong looked at Han Muye in front of him. “Master, is that such a person?”

Daoist Dayan wanted to say that there was no such person in the world.

But looking at that piece of Kui fur, he thought about the sword pills and Dharma treasures. He didn’t lack anything. He usually used immortal-grade pills like candies. If Han Muye wasn’t the kind of hot shot blessed by the heavens, who else was?

It doesn’t seem so bad to recognize such a person as master, he thought.

“Hum—”

The cauldron shook, interrupting Daoist Dayan’s thoughts.

The spiritual medicine in the trembling cauldron could no longer be suppressed.

Han Muye did not hesitate. He raised his hand and spread the fur over the cauldron.

“Boom—”

A bolt of lightning poured into the cauldron.

In the tripod, the medicinal power vortex that was originally scattered was directly dispersed by this lightning, then condensed again.

After a bolt of lightning, the medicinal power became much more condensed.

It worked!

Han Muye smiled and pointed. Lightning was guided into the cauldron.

In the cauldron, three medicinal vortexes rolled and condensed, then turned into a round, bright pill.

Void Nascent Pill.

Three Void Nascent Pills circled in the cauldron, playing around.

Han Muye stared at the Void Nascent Pill in the cauldron. Images flashed in his mind.

With lightning, the power of the Heavenly Dao could ensure the refinement of ordinary Void Nascent Pills.

However, Han Muye was never satisfied with just ordinary pills.

Even if they didn’t become immortal-grade, they had to become supreme-grade!

Dense sword intent rose from his body.

Then a sword intent hit the cauldron.

“Clang—”

The cauldron shook, and the pill that had already taken shape instantly shattered and turned into pill Qi.

Zhao Yunlong, who was standing at the side, twitched the corner of his mouth and whispered, “Sword intent, this, this is consumed?”

Even an Earth Realm Soul Awakening or Core Formation cultivator would need three to five years to nurture a sword intent, right? he thought.

He used such a precious sword intent just like that?

If his Cloud Dragon Sword had always been nourished by sword intent, it would probably have been able to increase its grade long ago.

Daoist Dayan turned his head and glanced at Zhao Yunlong. Then he said indifferently, “You’ll understand in the future that what he doesn’t lack the most is sword intent.”

Is there anyone in the world who did not lack sword intent?

Zhao Yunlong did not believe him.

However, Daoist Dayan was an honest person and would not lie to him.

In front, Han Muye was staring at the cauldron, and paying attention to the changes with his divine sense.

A moment later, a pill took shape in the cauldron again.

At this moment, there was an additional pattern on the pill.

These patterns were on the waist of the pill, exuding mystery and complexity, and flickering with spiritual light.

This was the method of conversion.

If one refined it again, there would be an additional spiritual pattern on the pill. If one could complete the nine transformations, they would be able to obtain the Nine Revolutions Pill.

At this moment, the Void Nascent Pills in the cauldron had already reached the second transformation.

After the second transformation, the grade of these pills clearly increased greatly, and the medicinal power contained in the pill surged.

Fine-quality pills.

The three pills in this furnace were all top-grade.

Is that enough?

Han Muye stared at the cauldron and pondered.

He was not absolutely confident that he could control the power of the cauldron.

But he was reluctant to stop.

The spiritual herbs needed for the Void Nascent Pill were really difficult to collect.

Patriarch Tao Ran and the Nine Mystic Sword Sect had searched with all their might, but this was all they had.

After today, it would be a long time before he could refine the Void Nascent Pill again.

Perhaps when he needed this pill, he might not even be able to gather a furnace of pills.

“Let’s give it a try,” Han Muye, whose eyes were s.h.i.+ning, muttered. He raised his hand, and a jade-colored ball of light appeared in front of him.

“This is the power of a fake Nascent Soul…” Daoist Dayan clicked his tongue and subconsciously took a step back.

This was the illusory half-step Heaven Realm Nascent Soul he had taken previously.

Because he had left his main body, his Nascent Soul had already died, leaving only pure spiritual energy.

This spiritual energy was several times denser than a ninth-level Golden Core.

If this thing exploded, the surroundings would probably become ruins.

Sitting in front of the furnace, Han Muye took a deep breath, raised his hand, and guided the power of the fake Nascent Soul into the cauldron.

He put away the remaining b.a.l.l.s of light again.

“Boom—”

The spiritual energy transformed from the fake Nascent Soul collided with the cauldron which seemed to be boiling.

The originally formed pill spun again, then turned into a vortex, attracting spiritual light and swallowing it.

On the three golden pills, another dark spiritual pattern appeared.

The pill gradually turned into nothingness, except for a faint yellow golden shape.

A second spiritual pattern appeared.

“Boom—”

This time, on the fur wrapped around the cauldron, bright lightning roared and turned into a sea of lightning in the cauldron.

Bathing in the sea of lightning, three pills with two cloud patterns were completely formed.

Han Muye raised his hand, and activated Cloud Dew Hand, gathering all three pills into his palm.

If not for the intertwining spiritual patterns, the shape of the three pills would not have been visible at all. They had already completely turned ethereal.

“Void Nascent Pills.

“Two immortal-grade and one supreme-grade.”

Daoist Dayan took a deep breath, looked up at his surroundings, and said in a low voice, “If not for the fact that I’m in the Fire Source World and my Heavenly Dao is incomplete, I think the lightning tribulation would have long descended.”

Glancing at Han Muye, Daoist Dayan shook his head and said, “You definitely won’t be able to withstand the intensity of the lightning tribulation.”

Han Muye smiled.

What Daoist Dayan said was true.