I Am a Late Bloomer In the World of Immortality Chapter 545

Chapter 545 Breakthrough in cultivation, fourth-level alchemist (please subscribe)

(PS: The first two chapters were written incorrectly. The one who was in conflict with the protagonist was Dijianshan, not Gujianshan. It has been corrected.)

Two years, neither too long nor too short.

But this time was enough for the breaking news of Wei Tu's appointment to fight Situ Yang to spread to all areas of Zhengdao.

With more than 90% of Yuanying Ancestors from all the major forces in the four inland countries expressing their disfavor for Wei Tu.

They believe that Wei Tu is asking for trouble.

How could Daozi from Shengya Mountain lose to Wei Tu?

If they lose, Shengyashan will not agree to start this battle at Dijian Mountain at this moment.

Shengyashan will not easily waste the prestige it has accumulated over thousands of years.

But... there are still some people who are very optimistic and confident that Wei Tu can defeat Situ Yang again.

Even thought that Situ Yang was overestimating his own abilities.

These people are Hu Yantu, the ancestor of the Yu family, Cao Mi and others who know the foundation of Wei Tu.

They would never think that Wei Tu, who had once attacked and killed the Six Desire Taoists, would lose to a fledgling "new Nascent Soul".

Because although Shengya Mountain is famous, it is not so prominent compared to the five demonic sects.

Taoist Liuyu was a powerful man on the same level as Shengyashan's leader "Lian Shorang". His death at the hands of Wei Tu meant that Wei Tu also had the ability to kill Lian Shorang.

Even his division's "Lian Shou Rang" can't help Wei Tu, let alone a mere Situ Yang?

While Wei Tu is paying attention to external voices, he has not forgotten his short-term plans.

In the second month after Lian Shourang left.

He opened the furnace and prepared to refine the "Blood Wing Pill".

In a few months, Wei Tu had thoroughly figured out the recipe for the "Blood Wing Pill" and the pharmacology of the corresponding elixir.

Now, only the final step of refining is left.

“Once I succeed, I will be a fourth-level alchemist.”

In the alchemy room, Wei Tu thought to himself while preheating the alchemy furnace.

Hundred years ago, before he could break through to the Nascent Soul Realm, his alchemy attainments had already reached the fourth level.

Then, the reason why he was not promoted to a fourth-level alchemist immediately was related to two aspects.

First, the cultivation time is too tight.

He spent most of his time on improving his realm and practicing secret techniques, and had no time to concentrate on the alchemy path.

Secondly, he did not have the fourth-level elixirs or fourth-level elixirs that he could use to practice his skills.

The resources of Da Cang Xiu Xian Realm are poor, and any spiritual creature that reaches level 4 or above is extremely cherished.

If he hadn't killed You Gongquan this time and happened to get the recipe for the Blood Wing Pill and a complete set of elixirs from him, he wouldn't have thought of taking advantage of this opportunity to be promoted to a fourth-level alchemist.

“Hopefully, this time we can succeed in one fell swoop.”

Weitu gathered his mind, poured several magic formulas into the alchemy furnace in front of him, and began to formally refine the alchemy.

Spiritual flame preheats.

Put in the elixirs in order.

Merge the spirit with fire…

Half a month passed by in a flash.

Soon, the day of completion came.

"Bang", "bang", with a slight explosion of air, the lid of the alchemy furnace was lifted up by the clouds of air. Two blood-colored elixirs the size of longan flew up in the furnace, rising and falling in the air, spreading out. With a faint aura.

“It's done!” Wei Tu's face was filled with joy.

Blood Wing Pill, if it is refined by a senior fourth-level alchemist, it can be enough to make three pills or even four pills.

However, for him, "one pill of success" is enough for him to reach the level of a fourth-level alchemist.

Not to mention, now there are two pills.

This amount has exceeded his initial psychological expectations.

Next, Wei Tu did not put the two "Blood Wing Pills" into the storage bag, but began to take them in batches and refine them, producing and selling them himself.

—Blood Wing Pill, like the "Jing Cuidan" of the Tan Alliance Leader, are spiritual elixirs for spiritual practice in Yuanying.

Although this elixir has little effect on improving monks in the middle stage of Yuanying, you must know that Wei Tu has already broken through the middle stage of Yuanying, and his cultivation is close to the "great success" in the middle stage of Yuanying.

Later, I practiced double cultivation with Wang Sutai and improved a lot.

Now, with these two magic pills, he is already hopeful that he can take another step forward in a short period of time.

Time flies, and the years fly by.

In the blink of an eye, two spring and autumn years passed.

“One month before the duel, the breakthrough was an unexpected surprise.”

In the secret room of the Divine Master's Mansion, Wei Tu slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Even though facing Situ Yang, whether he has achieved a breakthrough or not has little impact on the outcome of the battle,...since he can achieve a breakthrough, he will not deliberately hinder his own cultivation progress.

After all, there is no need for him to affect his normal practice for this small matter.

To him, defeating a person in the early stage of Nascent Soul is almost the same as eating and drinking.

“It's time to set off.”

After stabilizing his cultivation, seeing that the time for the battle was approaching, Wei Tu did not waste any more time. After he sent a message to the housekeeper "Yan Yu", he fled to the direction of Dijian Mountain together.

“I wonder if Master Wei will win or lose?”

Seeing the escaping light rising from the Divine Master's Mansion, the cultivators of the Yingding tribe in Hujiexian City couldn't help but raise their heads, and this thought came to their minds.

Although this battle is Wei Tu's private matter, because of Wei Tu's status as the divine master, this matter is also closely related to the Ying Ding tribe.

Victory, they are proud of it.

From now on, the status of Ying Ding tribe will be much higher than other forces.

If they lose, it will be difficult for them to raise their heads, and they will be ridiculed by the monks from outside forces.

Such stupid things as "an earthworm shakes a tree" can become a laughing stock for the forces in Kang State and even other countries to laugh at their Ying Ding tribe for hundreds or even thousands of years.

“Should be defeated.”

“After all, Divine Master Wei is not known for his combat prowess. He has been an infant for more than a hundred years and has no outstanding achievements.”

Someone secretly conveyed the news and had a depressed attitude.

Dijian Mountain is not far from Ying Dingbu.

Only half a day,

Wei Tu had already arrived at the gate of Dijian Mountain.

However, unlike the grand occasion of his Infant Condensation Ceremony a hundred years ago, when he came this time, no ancestor from Dijian Mountain came forward to greet him. Even the disciples guarding the mountain at the door had a rather cold attitude.

“That's right, Mo Laogui and Yutongzi were originally arrogant at the front and respectful at the back. Now, with the support of Shengya Mountain, it is normal to be respectful at the front and arrogant at the back.”

Wei Tu smiled casually and didn't care. After this battle, he was very curious about the attitude of the two ancestors of Jianshan Mountain towards him.

However, although there were no monks from Dijian Mountain to greet him, when he arrived, Cao Mi and others who had arrived early came out from Dijian Mountain and welcomed him in.

“Brother Wei Dao? I didn't expect Cao Mi to call Wei Tu so affectionately? He's not very discerning!”

“Do you want to burn up Wei Tu's cold stove?”

In the main hall of Dijian Mountain, a group of Nascent Soul Ancestors who were watching the battle were sitting in the hall. Their spiritual consciousness glanced at Cao Mi who came in from the door and was chatting happily with Wei Tu. There was a hint of joking on the corner of his mouth. color.

As the saying goes.

Those who know current affairs are distinguished.

Normally, they would not mind making friends with Wei Tu, a rising star in Yuan Ying, to expand their network of contacts.

But now, Shengyashan has made it clear that it does not intend to make things easier for Wei Tu.

Even, he wanted Wei Tu to pay the price with blood.

They can tell the difference between Shengyashan and Weitu, and stand in a good team.

Considering this point—

Nowadays, Cao Mi and others who are still friends with Wei Tu are undoubtedly fools who buck the trend.

However, regarding this scene.

Cao Mi didn't pay attention. She continued to talk to Wei Tu with a calm expression and a slight smile on her lips.

"These people are all short-sighted, brother Wei Dao, don't worry about it..." Cao Mi said in a message.

Hearing this, Wei Tu was noncommittal, shook his head and smiled, and ignored the topic.

After all, if Cao Mi didn't know his true state, it remains to be seen whether he would still be like this at this moment.

Not long after, Wei Tu was led by Cao Mi and sat on a seat close to Cao Mi.

Half a day later.

The cultivators from Shengya Mountain who came from afar also rushed to the gate of Dijian Mountain.

Different from their attitude towards Wei Tu, after sensing the cultivators in Shengya Mountain, these Yuan Ying ancestors smiled one by one and flew forward to greet them.

“Fellow Daoist Situ, after today's battle, I wonder if I can go to my tea house and sit down.”

“I have recently made a batch of fine spiritual tea, and I'm just waiting for fellow Taoist Situ to taste it.”

The compliments quickly reached Wei Tu's ears from outside the palace.

The next moment, Situ Yang, who had been defeated by Wei Tu, appeared at the door of the palace, and his sharp eyes instantly met Wei Tu's.

“Weitu!”

Situ Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and read out these two words softly.

At this moment, although he was greatly benefited from the praise from the cultivators around him, he knew his own affairs, and he still respected Wei Tu... a lot.

Two years ago, his master Lian Shourang returned to the sect and informed him of Wei Tu's realm, and pointed out one thing: if he were not a Nascent Soul monk of Shengya Mountain, this battle would be defeated.

There is no other reason. Without Shengyashan's efforts to cultivate him, it would be difficult for him to catch up with Wei Tu in a short period of time, and then maintain the same level as Wei Tu at this moment.

At some level.

He...will be victorious without force!

He did not defeat Wei Tu by relying on his personal strength, but defeated Wei Tu by relying on his own background.

This is difficult for a proud and arrogant person like him to accept.

“But...context is also part of strength.”

Situ Yang's heart immediately resounded with the words that Master Lian Shourang said to comfort him before he left Shengya Mountain.

Thinking of this, Situ Yang's eyes quickly hardened again.

After all, it was not his fault that he was born in Shengya Mountain.

“Fellow Daoist Mo, now that Friend Daoist Wei has arrived, you and I can go to the place where we fight!”

After meeting Wei Tu's eyes, Situ Yang turned to look at Mo Laogui behind him and said indifferently.

"Fellow Daoist Situ, you have just arrived at Dijian Mountain...and you haven't rested yet. After the fatigue of traveling and traveling, your magic power will inevitably be somewhat damaged..."

Mo Laogui persuaded him out of his mouth.

Although he didn't think that the master disciple of Shengya Mountain would lose to Wei Tu, the Han Su Yuanying, it was always good to give Situ Yang as much hope of victory as possible.

"If I can't win within a hundred moves, I will have lost the face of Shengyashan."

Situ Yang waved his hand to refuse and said calmly.

One hundred moves is his bottom line.

If he cannot defeat Wei Tu within a hundred moves, then he and Wei Tu will be almost tied.

And a tie is a result that is difficult to accept regardless of the situation on Shengya Mountain.

Now, no matter how hard he travels, he still doesn't have the mana to make a hundred moves.

Hearing this, Mo Laogui couldn't refute him. He thought for a moment and agreed with Situ Yang, stepping forward to lead the way.

Half a day later.

The mountain behind Dijian Mountain, the martial arts training ground.

Wei Tu and Situ Yang were suspended in the air, hundreds of feet apart, facing each other from a distance.

Surrounded by this, there were a group of Nascent Soul Ancestors who came to watch the battle, about a dozen of them.

"Wei Tu, I think Zhao Yu'e also told you that as long as you admit defeat as soon as possible during the fight, I will try my best to keep my hand..."

“I can assure you of this.”

“As long as you shout out the word begging for mercy, I will stop immediately and will never take advantage of the victory to deepen your injuries.”

In front of everyone, Situ Yang paused, glanced at Wei Tu, and then said this.

The voice fell.

Nearby, the monks watching the battle soon began to speak, praising Situ Yang's praises.

“Fellow Taoist Situ is worthy of being a high disciple of Shengya Mountain. He indeed has the style of an ancient gentleman.”

"If there are some narrow-minded villains, I am afraid that when Wei Tu wins for the first time, he will secretly form a secret alliance with the dead soldiers and strangle him in the cradle."

“It is simply impossible to sit back and watch him break through to the Nascent Soul realm.”

“Ancient gentleman?” Wei Tu raised his eyebrows upon hearing this and looked at Situ Yang seriously.

He admitted that Situ Yang's character was pretty good and he had no bad reputation in Shengya Mountain.

Belongs to a good second generation fairy.

But...compared with the "ancient gentleman", he is not quite worthy.

This time, if he hadn't used his power to suppress others and forced the Shengya Zhao family to treat Zhao Qingluo harshly, which aroused a certain amount of public opinion...then he wouldn't have shouted to Shengya Mountain and accepted this battle.

If Situ Yang really had the style of an ancient gentleman, I am afraid that after seeing him resisting for the first time, he would give up asking him to fight again, instead of trying every means to force him to accept this challenge.

(End of this chapter)

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