Time, like fine sand slipping through fingertips, always passes quietly and unnoticed.
Over the past two months, Wang Jianqiang seemed to embody the spirit of a master time manager.
While diligently cultivating, he also maintained deep conversations with Wang Yuyao and took care of his adopted niece, Chen Jiaojiao.
Time was utilized to its fullest potential.
After refining nearly one hundred and fifty Perfect Cloud Mist Pills, his cultivation finally broke through to the ninth level of Qi Refining.
Feeling the surge of spiritual energy within him, Wang Jianqiang was both delighted and couldn’t help but grumble.
Others often require only three to five Perfect Cloud Mist Pills to advance from the eighth to the ninth level of Qi Refining.
He, however, consumed nearly one hundred and fifty pills.
Truly living up to the reputation of a five-element defective spiritual root—what a waste!
Shaking his head, he decided not to continue cultivating.
After reaching the ninth level of Qi Refining, the effectiveness of the Perfect Cloud Mist Pills had significantly diminished.
Relying solely on these pills would make it difficult to achieve further breakthroughs in the short term.
He pondered briefly, then had a flash of inspiration.
Rising to his feet, he walked out the door.
...
External Affairs Hall.
When Dong Yue saw Wang Jianqiang again, she immediately noticed that his cultivation had reached the ninth level of Qi Refining.
This did not surprise her.
With the assistance of Perfect Cloud Mist Pills, such progress was not unusual.
"Are you here to sell or purchase items?"
Her inquiry was as routine as ever, but Wang Jianqiang couldn’t help but feel that her tone seemed slightly less cold than usual.
"Disciple wishes to purchase a set of Qianyuan Spirit Array Flags."
Wang Jianqiang had already decided on his goal before coming here, and he responded promptly.
"Qianyuan Spirit Array Flags?"
Dong Yue’s expression briefly flickered with surprise upon hearing this.
After a moment of contemplation, she gracefully waved her slender hand.
A set of sixteen palm-sized, delicate array flags appeared before Wang Jianqiang.
"Qianyuan Spirit Array Flags, a mid-grade magical tool, priced at one hundred thousand spirit stones."
Though Wang Jianqiang had mentally prepared himself, he was still shocked by the price.
He knew that complete sets of array flag-type magical tools were generally more expensive than ordinary mid-grade magical tools, but he hadn’t expected the difference to be this vast.
The typical price for mid-grade magical tools ranged between ten to twenty thousand spirit stones.
Yet the Qianyuan Spirit Array Flags were more than five times that amount!
Still, despite the hefty price, Wang Jianqiang, now flush with wealth, didn’t bat an eye. He decisively pulled out thirty-five Perfect Cloud Mist Pills.
Afterward, he purchased a large quantity of medicinal herbs needed for refining pills.
The remaining twenty-two thousand five hundred spirit stones were all exchanged for materials required to refine Perfect Cloud Mist Pills.
"Thank you, Elder Dong."
After storing the medicinal herbs and Qianyuan Spirit Array Flags in his storage pouch, Wang Jianqiang expressed his gratitude to Dong Yue and left the External Affairs Hall.
Dong Yue watched Wang Jianqiang’s departing figure, her gaze complex.
With the dual assistance of the Qianyuan Spirit Array Flags and Perfect Cloud Mist Pills, barring any unforeseen circumstances, his cultivation would soon reach the peak of Qi Refining.
However, with his aptitude, under normal circumstances, he had absolutely no chance of reaching the Foundation Establishment stage!
If he wished to establish his foundation...
The only option would be to refine the legendary Perfect Foundation Establishment Pill...
Thinking of this, she sighed helplessly.
"Let’s hope he can continue creating miracles."
"Heehee, no wonder Senior Sister is so fond of staying in the outer sect—it turns out she’s raising a lover."
Suddenly, a charming voice rang out without any warning.
The surroundings blurred, and the numerous figures and bustling sounds within the External Affairs Hall instantly vanished.
It was as if this area had been forcibly torn from reality.
Faced with this sudden change, Dong Yue showed no sign of panic. Her expression remained calm as she slowly looked up.
A seductive figure immediately came into view.
The newcomer was dressed in a stunning red dress.
The fabric of the dress was extremely thin, revealing glimpses of a large expanse of fair skin.
The hem of the dress reached just above the knees, leaving her slender, straight legs completely exposed to the air, and her delicate feet were uncovered, petite and exquisite.
"No wonder you've always ignored those suitors; turns out you fancy old geezers."
"Who would've thought Senior Sister had such unique tastes."
Her beautiful face held a faint smile, her voice was charming and soft, yet within this melodious tone was a hint of mockery.
Dong Yue coldly stared at the woman in red. "Yan Qingxuan, what do you want?"
"Tsk tsk, although the Qianyuan Spirit Array Flags are only mid-level first-grade artifacts, their effects are peculiar. Outer sect disciples aren't authorized to purchase them."
Yan Qingxuan didn't respond to Dong Yue. Instead, she laughed to herself, "Senior Sister didn't apply to the sect before selling the Qianyuan Spirit Array Flags to that outer sect disciple. Isn't that an abuse of power?"
Dong Yue's expression remained unchanged, still coldly watching her.
"Alright, alright, you're still so boring."
Yan Qingxuan shrugged, her expression turning serious. "Master asked me to deliver a message to you: if you still can't break through within three years, you'll have to enter the Yin-Yang Hall."
Upon hearing Yan Qingxuan's words, Dong Yue's complexion paled.
"Senior Sister, you and I entered the sect the same year, and became Master’s disciples the same year."
"I used to compete with you in everything."
Yan Qingxuan paused, giving Dong Yue a deep look, "But I don't wish for you to follow in my footsteps."
"If you're not confident, then escape the sect."
Before her words were finished, her figure rapidly blurred and eventually vanished into thin air.
At the same time, the External Affairs Hall returned to normal.
People came and went, voices filled the air.
But Dong Yue remained standing still, unable to recover for a long time.
...
After returning to his residence.
Wang Jianqiang immediately began alchemy.
His stock of perfect Yunxia Pills had been completely depleted and needed replenishing urgently.
Half a month later.
The newly purchased medicinal herbs were exhausted, and Wang Jianqiang stopped his alchemy.
"Three hundred and eighty pills, that'll suffice for now."
Wang Jianqiang checked the count of perfect Yunxia Pills, letting out a long breath.
Once his spiritual power and energy were fully restored, he took out the Qianyuan Spirit Array Flags and began refining them.
Three days later.
All sixteen flags were completely refined.
With a flick of his finger.
The sixteen flags instantly flew to sixteen positions, forming a spirit array.
"It's done."
Feeling the fluctuations of the array around him, Wang Jianqiang's heart filled with joy.
He tossed sixteen perfect Yunxia Pills into the air.
The sixteen perfect Yunxia Pills appeared above the sixteen flags, spinning rapidly above them.
In the next moment, an invisible suction force erupted from the flags.
The potent energy of the Perfect Cloud Mist Pill continuously surged into the formation flags, then converged at the center of the array.
Under the influence of the array's power, sixteen streams of energy perfectly merged into a higher-quality force.
Witnessing this, Wang Jianqiang immediately activated his cultivation technique to absorb it.
The immense energy flooded into his body, steadily transforming into pure spiritual power.
His cultivation level rapidly ascended.
The speed of this ascent was astonishing; in just three days, he advanced from the early stage of the ninth level of Qi Refining to the mid-stage.
At this rate, in no more than ten days, he would certainly break through to the tenth level of Qi Refining.
The only drawback was that nearly thirty percent of the energy was wasted during the fusion process through the array, which was a significant loss for the Perfect Cloud Mist Pill.
But for Wang Jianqiang, this was no issue at all.
It's just pills; if they're gone, can't they simply be refined again?
"Senior brother, are you there?"
Just as he was about to cultivate straight to the tenth level of Qi Refining, a voice suddenly came from outside the door.
Wang Yuyao?
Wang Jianqiang raised an eyebrow, an image of a graceful and beautiful woman appeared in his mind.
The last time they met, Wang Yuyao mentioned she was going into seclusion to break through, and it had been nearly half a month since he last saw her.
Hearing her voice suddenly, he felt a certain urgency akin to the joy of reunion after a brief separation.
With a wave of his hand, he collected the formation flags.
He quickly walked towards the door.
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