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Yang Haoran fully activated the soul-refining cauldron, and his Yin spirit power was being rapidly consud. However, he was not worried, as he had made thorough preparations.

If his Yin spirit power was depleted before the refinent was complete, he would not hesitate to take out a soul pill to quickly replenish the consud Yin spirit power.

He did not pay attention to the rapid consumption of his Yin spirit power, as he had focused all his attention on the refinent of the soul pill, being fully concentrated and not allowing any distractions.

After an unknown period of ti, the suspended soul-refining cauldron suddenly began to tremble slightly.

Yang Haoran's expression beca serious, and he slightly furrowed his brow, but he did not open his eyes, continuing to carefully control the soul-refining cauldron.

After a mont, the slight trembling of the soul-refining cauldron stopped. At the mont the trembling stopped, Yang Haoran's eyes suddenly opened, and he gestured towards the suspended soul-refining cauldron.

The soul-refining cauldron, summoned by his gesture, descended to the ground in front of him, and Yang Haoran turned his gaze towards the interior of the cauldron.

There was a layer of dense Yin Qi covering the interior, making it impossible to see the situation inside. Yang Haoran simply blew a gentle breath towards the cauldron, and the Yin Qi dissipated.

As the Yin Qi dissipated, the interior of the cauldron was clearly revealed to Yang Haoran's vision.

At the bottom of the soul-refining cauldron, a black pill the size of a thumb was quietly resting, constantly emitting pure Yin Qi.

Seeing this pill, Yang Haoran couldn't help but smile. This black pill, only the size of a thumb, was the soul pill he currently needed the most.

He had never dared to hope that he could refine a soul crystal, let alone this being his first attempt. Succeeding in refining a soul pill was already more than satisfactory for him.

With joy in his heart, Yang Haoran gently gestured towards the soul pill at the bottom of the soul-refining cauldron, and the pill floated up, hovering above his palm.

Through careful observation, Yang Haoran confird that this soul pill was exactly the sa as the one he had obtained in the Underworld, in terms of size, the pure Yin Qi it emitted, and every detail.

This was the first soul pill he had refined himself, so he carefully appreciated it for a long ti, like admiring a work of art he had created, before finally sealing it in his independent space with a satisfied expression.

In the Underworld, it took ten thousand undead to obtain a single soul pill, but the one he had just refined only required one thousand undead. This significant difference surprised him.

With this experience, the subsequent refinents beca much easier.

He currently had more than three thousand undead prepared for refining soul pills. He did not refine them all at once, but followed a standard procedure.

He knew the exact amount of black liquid required to refine one soul pill or two soul pills, as the strength of each undead varied, and the amount of pure Yin Qi they could filter out was different.

Previously, he had used the pure Yin Qi filtered from one thousand undead, which had already exceeded the standard for refining one soul pill. However, he did not extract the excess black liquid, as a precautionary asure for his first attempt, as he was not entirely confident in his success.

Whether this approach could indeed improve the success rate, he did not know, as the information he had obtained did not provide any relevant instructions. It was rely a psychological reassurance for him.

After successfully refining the first soul pill, he gained so experience, so for the subsequent refinents, he planned to control the amount of black liquid to the fixed standard, neither more nor less.

Out of the more than three thousand undead, he refined four tis, succeeding three tis and failing once.

After processing the undead, Yang Haoran obtained a total of four soul pills. Although his experience was not yet abundant, he had gained so insights after a total of five refinent attempts.

Without the undead to provide resources, Yang Haoran's next target naturally turned to the evil spirits. He had obtained a considerable number of evil spirits from Deng Feng, and only a small portion had been selected to be sent to the Underworld, while the rest were used as materials for refining soul pills. So even without the undead, he did not lack materials for the ti being.

Moreover, he still had the malevolent spirits he had previously captured.

As ti passed, Yang Haoran beca more and more proficient in refining soul pills. From initially failing once every two or three attempts, he now rarely failed, and his confidence grew, allowing him to refine multiple soul pills at a ti, significantly reducing the ti required for refining.

Yang Haoran's collection of soul pills grew at a surprising rate, but his supply of souls was gradually depleted.

Over the course of two months, Yang Haoran did not leave his study room. When he finally erged, he did not appear exhausted as one might have expected, but rather radiant and self-assured, his smile exuding an even deeper sense of confidence.

This confidence was an inner reflection, and it not only made him appear more unfathomable, but also strengthened his unique aura.

During these two months, he had refined all the souls in his possession into soul pills and consud a considerable number himself.

The reason he consud the soul pills was simple: refining them consud a large amount of his Yin spirit power. If he did not consu the soul pills, he would have to spend a significant amount of ti recovering his Yin spirit power each ti it was depleted before he could continue refining.

To avoid wasting this ti, Yang Haoran made a bold decision: he would refine soul pills while simultaneously consuming them. This way, the Yin spirit power he consud could be replenished imdiately, and his cultivation could rise at a terrifying speed, achieving two goals at once.

He treated the precious soul pills as if they were cheap candies, consuming one every two days on average. In the short span of two months, he had consud a total of thirty soul pills.

If other Underworld Envoys knew that Yang Haoran had consud thirty soul pills in just two months, they would be shocked and at a loss for words.

Thirty soul pills were equivalent to ten years' worth of a Burial Master's fixed annual inco!

Yang Haoran had consud in two months what would have taken a regular Burial Master several years to accumulate. This was truly astonishing.

Of course, if they knew that Yang Haoran had the soul-refining cauldron and could refine soul pills as long as he had the materials, their shock would be even greater.

While ordinary Burial Masters could only obtain a few soul pills per year from the Underworld, Yang Haoran had managed to catch up to them in terms of strength in just two months.

However, this comparison only applies to regular Burial Masters, not the exceptionally capable ones, as they have access to more sources of soul pills beyond the annual allotnt from the Underworld.

After consuming thirty soul pills, Yang Haoran still had twenty-eight remaining. This ti, he had refined a total of fifty-eight soul pills, but his supply of souls for refining had been completely exhausted.

In fact, he had not spent the full two months refining the soul pills, as he had spent much of that ti in his study room consuming the soul pills to enhance his own cultivation.

With so many soul pills in his possession, it would have been a waste not to use them to improve his strength. As for the financial preparations needed for his future Underworld shop, he planned to take care of that after his cultivation had reached a certain level.

Having wealth without sufficient strength would make him an easy target for those with ill intentions, even potentially leading to his demise. Yang Haoran understood this principle, so he prioritized enhancing his own abilities first.

As for why he had now left his study room instead of continuing to consu the soul pills, it was because he had received a call from one of the mbers of the Four-Person Group.

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