41: Chapter 41 Yuanling Pill, Four Saints and Five Elements Technique!

"Alright, alright. Little Li!"

"This deity will not disturb your cultivation further."

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After finishing his words, Feng Yifan withdrew his divine sense.

It wasn't that he was kind-hearted, generous, knew when to stop, and therefore let Li Linfeng off.

Rather, it was because he sensed the complete version of the technique had arrived, so he finally retracted his divine power.

Of course, before leaving, he didn't forget to remind the little treasure trove, Xiao Li, once more to hurry up and Cultivate sword energy so he could formally become a Disciple and enter the inner sect of the Sword Sect.

Also, there were the seeds he wanted.

For these, the more, the better.

Although Little Yao Mountain isn't considered large, it could definitely accommodate planting them.

After giving these instructions, regardless of Li Linfeng's reaction, he directly severed the connection.

"Not gonna lie, being an evil god, this aspect alone is satisfying enough!" Feng Yifan couldn't help but lick the corner of his mouth and chuckled, "That guy Li Linfeng is probably suffocating with frustration, yet doesn't dare curse me in his heart!"

He was the god, the other was a Divine Servant.

The Evil God's Mark served as the communication channel between them, but the authority to open and close it rested solely in his hands.

Li Linfeng and the others at most had a 'call' permission.

It merely offered more certainty compared to other ordinary believers.

Certainty that their call would be sensed by Feng Yifan.

However, Feng Yifan still held absolute power over such calls; he could choose to respond or ignore them.

But the Divine Servants had no right to refuse his divine sense's descent.

And this descent could be initiated at any time.

An old fox like Li Linfeng, out of caution, definitely wouldn't act impulsively to avoid being sensed by him.

Moreover, in the other's perception, cursing in his heart might be considered futile effort anyway.

"So, this guy will only forcibly focus his mind and calm his heart now," Feng Yifan said with a hint of schadenfreude, "Hope he doesn't suppress himself into an illness."

How does that saying go again?

If one doesn't erupt in silence, one will become perverse in silence!

"Hmm, probably not that serious," he thought, shaking his head, "An old fellow who lived who knows how many years in his previous life, the firmness of his Dao Heart and will is not something ordinary people can fathom."

How could he possibly fall ill from suppression just because of his few words?

"Better take a look first at the rewards Little Zhang brought me."

Feng Yifan pressed his tiger paw onto the spirit locking bottle beside the altar.

Infusing a trace of demonic power, the bottle remained motionless.

He paused, then switched to mobilizing his divine sense to activate the Evil God's divine position within his Sea of Consciousness, shining a wisp of Evil God's power onto the bottle.

The next moment.

The spirit locking bottle emitted a layer of halo.

Feng Yifan extended his divine sense into it and saw over four hundred neatly floating pills inside.

Among them were the tenfold reward brought by Zhang Qianlu for his recent apprenticeship, and also the few leftover pills from the batch Li Linfeng brought earlier.

Foundation Cultivation Pills, qi gathering pills, yang shen pills.

These three types, whether produced by the Sword Sect or the Danxia Valley, had nearly identical aura and demonic energy.

This indicated that the Pill Formulas, medicinal ingredients, and even refining techniques they used were quite similar.

It's very likely they were all uniformly refined by the Danxia Valley, with the Sword Sect collectively procuring them.

"I wonder if such bulk purchases by major sects get any discounts?" Feng Yifan casually skimmed over these thoughts, his divine sense landing on the final type of pill.

yuanling pills.

"Contains spiritual energy?"

"Just as I thought!"

These were for low-level Cultivator Disciples to refine and enhance their cultivation base!

He had asked Li Linfeng before if there were any pills that could directly refine and boost cultivation.

Pills like Foundation Cultivation Pills, qi gathering pills, and yang shen pills only had auxiliary effects on cultivation.

In comparison, he wanted something more direct, with a stronger kick.

Li Linfeng had mentioned the yuanling pill at the time.

He also indirectly advised him not to let his raised demon beasts consume too many.

Rushing for quick success was inadvisable.

Additionally, the yuanling pill's refining difficulty and preciousness were slightly higher than other pills of the same grade. Moreover, the amount of spiritual energy gained after consumption varied from person to person.

Feng Yifan's understanding of this was: this type of pill had high refining costs and was expensive. The benefits gained after consumption were also limited by one's innate talent and the upper limit of their Cultivation Technique.

In short, not very economical.

"Tsk, the Sword Sect is just stingy," Feng Yifan thought to himself, "Look at the Danxia Valley!"

What economy or not.

They're generous with their own products.

They just give it!

One pill, right off the bat.

"Hehe, Little Zhang got one pill, I got a hundred pills, we both profited!"

He took one yuanling pill and held it in his mouth.

Then he withdrew from the spirit locking bottle's space.

Sinking his mind into his Sea of Consciousness, he separated a wisp of divine sense to touch within it.

At this moment, ten tiny points of light floated in his spiritual platform Sea of Consciousness.

These were all the 'Four Saints Five Elements Art'!

"...Tsk." Feng Yifan resisted cursing the System.

Was it really necessary to give ten copies of this damn identical technique?

However, when he touched one of the light points with a strand of divine sense, he instantly felt somewhat relieved that he hadn't started cursing.

Otherwise, he'd be in the wrong.

This light point floating above his Sea of Consciousness, upon contact with his divine sense, directly descended along the divine sense and sank into the Sea of Consciousness below.

Countless pieces of information were instantly received by him in that moment.

As natural as if he had known them since birth.

And it wasn't just the technique itself that was simple.

It also encompassed some basic information about the entire demonic cultivation System. For example, how cultivation Realms were classified among demonic Cultivators based on strength.

"So, the demon race is divided into demon beasts and demons?" Feng Yifan thought, "Spirit Beasts have nine tiers, above which are Profound Demons?"

Good grief, that means his current Spirit Demon Third Tier, to be precise, was still within the category of demon beasts.

A genuine small fry.

Couldn't even be considered a true demon.

Ninth-tier Spirit Beasts transform into demons upon taking human form, becoming Profound Demons.

The strength of Profound Demons, from strong to weak, is respectively: Commander-level, General-level, King-level, Divine Emperor-level, Divine Saint-level.

He roughly skimmed through it without delving deep.

It was already in his mind anyway; he could pull it out whenever needed.

No rush, he could save it for later when bored and read it slowly.

Now for the most crucial part!

"The Four Sacred Beasts."

"Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise."

"The Five Elements: Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth."

Feng Yifan pondered while circulating his demonic power according to the technique, drawing in heaven and earth spiritual energy to Cultivate. Why did this feel so familiar?

The Azure Dragon belongs to Wood, governing life and decay; the White Tiger generates Metal, governing slaughter.

The Vermilion Bird devours Fire, governing smelting; the Black Tortoise stands guard over Water and Earth.

A few breaths later.

He completely entered a meditative state of cultivation.

...

[Refined yuanling pill, demonic power +39!]

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Sword Sect.

Outskirts of the Sword Washing Pond.

Li Linfeng held his treasured sword, his face cold.

Opposite him was a large wild boar emitting demonic aura.

"Huff! Huff!"

The boar panted heavily, bared its tusks, and lowered its head to look at him.

Assuming an attacking stance.

But from Li Linfeng's perspective.

This damn beast was clearly rolling its eyes at him.

"Beast!"

"You're seeking death!"

He roared in a low voice, brandished his sword, stepped forward, and lunged.

Sword light flashed with a cold gleam, slashing towards the boar.

"Huff! Huff!"

The boar was not to be outdone and charged forward.

It was peacefully eating fruit when this guy came to attack it and insult it.

Unforgivable!

And this sound, falling on Li Linfeng's ears, seemed to carry another voice.

...

"One should always look for reasons within oneself..."