Chapter 548: Chapter 548: Resurrection of Netherworld Ghost King
When his daughter asked about Yang Xiaotian, Mu Yi still shook his head, “All you need to know is that Young Master Yang is an honored guest of our Mu Family. Don’t ask about anything else.”
Then he added, “Also, if you have any problems with Alchemy, feel free to ask Young Master Yang for advice.”
Mu Wanqing, a Pharmacist from the Myriad Swords Continent’s Pharmacist Hall, while young, had already beco a Seven-Star Pharmacist. Among the younger generation, it was difficult to find anyone who could match her in the field of Alchemy. Her master was even the Vice Hall Master of the Pharmacist Hall.
Thus, when she heard her father telling her to seek advice on Alchemy from Yang Xiaotian, a youth, she could not help but frown slightly.
Mu Yi saw the look on his daughter’s face and knew that she felt unconvinced. Before today, he had also thought that among the younger generation, few could match his daughter in Alchemy.
But it was only after today’s visit to the Heartless Valley that he realized how laughable that thought had been.
He couldn’t help but recall how today Yang Xiaotian had controlled the three Divine Flas without a Cauldron Furnace, and then proceeded to refine the two-tribulation top-grade Holy Healing Pill.
With that in mind, he unconsciously took out the very sa two-tribulation top-grade Holy Healing Pill.
This two-tribulation top-grade Holy Healing Pill was the exact one just refined by Yang Xiaotian today.
It was given to him by Yang Xiaotian.
As a token of gratitude.
“Two-tribulation top-grade Holy Healing Pill!” Mu Wanqing, seeing the Holy Healing Pill in Mu Yi’s hand, was greatly surprised and excitedly exclaid.
A one-tribulation top-grade Holy Pill was already a rarity, let alone a two-tribulation top-grade Holy Pill.
Two-tribulation top-grade Holy Pills were so rare that many in the Empire’s Royal Family likely didn’t possess such treasures.
“Father, is this two-tribulation top-grade Holy Healing Pill the one that the senior Heartless dicine God refined today?” Mu Wanqing asked excitedly.
Mu Yi looked at his daughter’s excited expression and did not answer; instead, he scrutinized the Elixir in his hand and lanted, “There are truly greater skies beyond the one we know.”
He had examined this Elixir many tis today, and each ti, he could barely contain his shock and admiration.
The Mu Family, being a super large family on the Myriad Swords Continent, had countless Elixirs in their treasury, but none could compare to the one in front of them.
Mu Wanqing continued with excitent and reverence, “It’s no surprise that the Heartless dicine God, one of the four great divine Pharmacists of the Myriad Swords Continent, could refine a two-tribulation top-grade Holy Healing Pill!”
Mu Yi opened his mouth to speak, but then hesitated, ultimately deciding not to explain.
In the end, the fact was too astonishing to share.
If word got out that a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old youth had refined a two-tribulation top-grade Holy Healing Pill, it would likely cause a superstorm among the Pharmacist circles of the Myriad Swords Continent.
Ti passed by.
Two days later.
Yang Xiaotian had already assimilated Xie Wuxin’s Sand of Ti.
The Eternal Divine Body had improved by just a trace.
Inspecting the Death God Tree, he saw that, after swallowing a great amount of Divine dicine residue, it had finally grown two more Death God Fruits.
Similarly, the Destiny God Tree had also produced two Destiny God Fruits.
Although he had expected that the Death God Tree and the Destiny God Tree would each bear two Divine Fruits, seeing the actual fruits before him, Yang Xiaotian couldn’t suppress the joy in his heart.
With these two Death God Fruits and two Destiny God Fruits, he would be able to cultivate the Netherworld Divine Art to the eleventh level.
Not only that, but his cultivation realm would definitely break through to the peak of the tenth layer of the Emperor Realm.
Imdiately, Yang Xiaotian plucked a Death God Fruit and swallowed it, then began to practice the Netherworld Divine Art.
With the help of the Death God Fruit, the Netherworld Qi grew stronger day by day.
After he had assimilated both Death God Fruits, indeed, his Netherworld Divine Art broke through to the eleventh level as expected!
And his cultivation successfully advanced to the peak of the tenth layer of the Emperor Realm.
Seeing that the Netherworld Divine Art had successfully broken through to the eleventh level, Yang Xiaotian couldn’t wait to take out the Eternal Heavenly Coffin once again.
A pitch-black Eternal Heavenly Coffin exuding an ancient cold aura.
That evil force beyond compare still circulated ceaselessly within the Eternal Heavenly Coffin.
Yang Xiaotian placed his palm on top of the Eternal Heavenly Coffin and began to operate his eleventh-layer Netherworld Divine Art.
The eleventh-layer Netherworld Divine Art’s Netherworld Qi was several tis stronger than the tenth layer’s, and suddenly, the surging Netherworld Qi roared as it poured into the Eternal Heavenly Coffin.
That evil force, just like the last ti, attempted to resist the Netherworld Qi.
But this ti, under the assault of Netherworld Qi, the evil force was gradually refined by Yang Xiaotian’s Netherworld Qi bit by bit.
Seeing this, Yang Xiaotian’s heart relaxed.
This ti, there was finally hope for refining the Eternal Heavenly Coffin.
At the current speed, he could refine the Eternal Heavenly Coffin in at most three days.
As the refinent continued, Yang Xiaotian finally had a slight connection with the Eternal Heavenly Coffin.
Three days later, when he had completely refined the Eternal Heavenly Coffin, he felt as if his blood was connected to it.
Having refined the Eternal Heavenly Coffin, Yang Xiaotian took a deep breath and slowly opened the lid of the coffin to look inside, where he saw an old man with a tall figure lying there.
The old man looked as if he was alive, but he had completely stopped breathing.
However, Yang Xiaotian still sensed an extrely faint heartbeat at the old man’s chest.
This old man was undoubtedly one of the two strongest experts of the Netherworld Demon Sect from back then, the Netherworld Ghost King.
The Undying Death God, although an ancient deity, was junior to the Netherworld Ghost King by generation.
Yang Xiaotian frowned, not expecting the Netherworld Ghost King’s injuries to be so severe that, after so many years, he could only stabilize his dying body with the help of the Eternal Heavenly Coffin.
The Netherworld Ghost King, although not dead, had barely any vitality detectable within him.
Moreover, an astonishing Sword Qi lingered in his body, trying to destroy the last bit of vitality within him.
This Sword Qi must have been left by the person who severely injured the Netherworld Ghost King back then.
Yang Xiaotian thought for a mont, then gave the Netherworld Ghost King a dose of sixth-tier Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Water to swallow.
Lightning flickered all over the Netherworld Ghost King’s body, and his vitality gradually strengthened a bit.
But it was only a slight improvent.
Yang Xiaotian gave the Netherworld Ghost King another dose to swallow.
The sixth-tier Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Water, being a treasure for healing, could bring soone back to life as long as they had a breath left. After Yang Xiaotian had the Netherworld Ghost King swallow ten doses of it in succession, the vitality inside the Netherworld Ghost King had strengthened considerably.
Before, the Netherworld Ghost King’s vitality remained but a thread, but now, it had condensed into sothing as substantial as a cord.
However, this was still not enough, so Yang Xiaotian had the Netherworld Ghost King swallow another twenty doses of sixth-tier Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Water.
Finally, a faint glow appeared all over the Netherworld Ghost King’s body, and a force steadily erged from within him. Clearly, the Netherworld Ghost King was starting to operate the Netherworld Demon Sect’s cultivation technique, albeit very slowly.
Seeing this, Yang Xiaotian then gave the Netherworld Ghost King another twenty doses of sixth-tier Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Water.
Instantly, the Netherworld Ghost King’s operation of the Netherworld Demon Sect’s cultivation technique sped up.
The power inside his body grew steadily stronger as he struggled to expel the remaining Sword Dao power within him.
Yang Xiaotian thought for a while and had the Netherworld Ghost King swallow ten drops of ninth-tier Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Water.
In an instant, the light around the Netherworld Ghost King’s body beca much more intense.
The Sword Dao power inside him was continuously expelled.
A day later, the Netherworld Ghost King finally opened his eyes.
His eyes were like those coming from hell as they looked towards Yang Xiaotian.
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