Let’s talk about Qin Feiyang again!
All this time, he had been especially eager to cultivate the third Divine Art. But at this moment, looking at the introduction of the third Divine Art, his brows furrowed involuntarily, as if he was hesitant.
This third Divine Art was called the Killing Art!
According to the book’s record, the Killing Art possessed the ability to amplify cultivation. Moreover, it could amplify it by up to an entire major realm!
That’s right! It could amplify cultivation by an entire major realm!
Normally, with such a heaven-defying divine power, Qin Feiyang should have been happy. So, why was he hesitating?
The reason was that the Killing Art was extremely bloody! The essence of the Killing Art lay in absorbing the blood of living beings to enhance one’s own cultivation—the more blood absorbed, the greater the enhancement.
In other words, to enhance one’s cultivation, one had to slaughter living beings.
The page offered no specific record of how much blood was needed to enhance cultivation by one minor realm. However, it was needless to say that the blood of one or two living beings definitely wouldn’t suffice.
Qin Feiyang admitted he was no saint, but he couldn’t bring himself to slaughter innocent living beings on a large scale. The Killing Art’s malevolence was too strong, its killing intent too intense—he dared not cultivate it.
A moment later, Qin Feiyang massaged his forehead, retracted his gaze, and turned to the third page of the Elixir Scripture, beginning to inspect it thoroughly.
The page recorded a total of twenty-eight Elixir Formulas.
There was the Forgetting Dust Pill, which could make people forget their entire past, causing amnesia. The Returning Dust Pill could restore lost memories. The Blood Coagulation Pill could restore lost blood; it worked similarly to the Blood Production Pill, but its effect was even better.
Also, there were the Soul Origin Pill for repairing the Sea of Consciousness and the Spiritual Sea Pill for repairing the Qi Sea.
In short, all the elixirs Qin Feiyang had ever heard of were listed here.
He also took a special look at the Elixir Formula for the Soul Origin Pill. A total of eighteen medicinal ingredients were required, with Jade Crystal Flower and Death Flower ranked first. The remaining sixteen medicinal ingredients were all extremely precious, and he currently possessed none of them.
As he continued reading, his gaze suddenly locked onto the last two Elixir Formulas. He had never heard of these two elixirs before!
One was called the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill, and the other was the Small Creation Pill.
BOOM!
Just as Qin Feiyang was preparing to read the annotations for these two elixirs, a powerful aura suddenly erupted.
Did she break through?
He hurriedly looked at Ren Wushuang.
He saw Ren Wushuang with her soft, lustrous black hair fluttering in the air, her snow-white skirt drifting in the wind. Her tender skin emitted a hazy glow, and she looked exceptionally stunning.
WHOOSH!
About ten breaths later, the aura gradually receded, and Ren Wushuang opened her eyes, a hint of excitement in her expression.
Qin Feiyang said with a smile, "Big Sister, congratulations!"
"Now that I’ve also opened the Door of Potential, my future cultivation speed definitely won’t be inferior to yours. This is indeed worth celebrating." Ren Wushuang stood up, her face wreathed in joyful smiles.
"Yes, indeed!" Qin Feiyang chuckled. "Big Sister, you have extraordinary talent, a kind rarely seen in ten thousand years. Who would dare compare themselves to you? Wouldn’t that just be asking for trouble?"
"Oh, stop it." Ren Wushuang rolled her eyes at him, glanced at the Elixir Scripture, and asked, "Have you found another magical elixir?"
"Yes." Qin Feiyang nodded. He wouldn’t hide anything from Ren Wushuang.
"Let me have a look." Curious, Ren Wushuang walked over to the Elixir Scripture and carefully examined all the Elixir Formulas. Her gaze finally landed on the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill and the Small Creation Pill.
"EH!" she suddenly exclaimed. "Isn’t this the same as the Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill and the Potential Elixir?"
Really?
Qin Feiyang was slightly startled. Upon careful examination, he found it was indeed the case.
The Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill possessed the miraculous effect of allowing a War Ancestor or War Saint to break through their cultivation. The Small Creation Pill, on the other hand, was specifically used to open the Door of Potential for War Ancestors and War Saints.
In simple terms, the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill and the Small Creation Pill were upgraded versions of the Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill and the Potential Elixir.
However, when he saw the success rate of the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill, Qin Feiyang’s expression went dull. It was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head, extinguishing his joy.
Although the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill allowed people to break through their cultivation, it couldn’t be compared to the Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill and the Vermilion Glazed Pill, because the probability of success was far too low.
According to the introduction, a Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill without Elixir Patterns had only a five percent success rate. A Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill with one Elixir Pattern had a ten percent success rate. With two Elixir Patterns, a twenty percent success rate. With three Elixir Patterns, a thirty percent success rate. And so on!
Currently, Qin Feiyang could only refine elixirs with four Elixir Patterns, which meant he couldn’t even achieve a fifty percent success rate. Moreover, even a divine pill could only help one break through a single minor realm.
As for the Small Creation Pill, it was the same as the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill—only a Divine Level Small Creation Pill could be one hundred percent certain of opening the Door of Potential.
"Unbelievable." Ren Wushuang was utterly shocked. She closed the Elixir Scripture and looked at the signature on the cover.
Who exactly is this ’No Bond’? How could he create so many magical elixirs?
But when she turned her head and saw the disappointed look on Qin Feiyang’s face, she couldn’t help but roll her eyes and say, "Don’t be greedy! Others haven’t even heard of the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill, let alone its formula. You should be content!"
"Yes, I should be content." Qin Feiyang nodded and once again opened the Elixir Scripture to read the ingredients of the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill in detail.
Huh?
However, upon seeing just the first ingredient for the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill, he couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows and exclaim angrily, "How could one possibly find such an ingredient?"
Ren Wushuang looked down and nodded. "Indeed, it’s harder than reaching the heavens."
Because the first ingredient was, unexpectedly, Dragon Blood! Moreover, it had to be the blood of a true dragon; even a Flood Dragon’s blood wouldn’t suffice.
One must understand, dragons had always been creatures of myth. No one had ever seen one, so where could they find Dragon Blood?
"Isn’t this just making things unnecessarily difficult!" Qin Feiyang shook his head and continued reading.
The Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill required a total of sixty-six medicinal ingredients. Aside from Dragon Blood, he had seen all the other ingredients before in the Imperial Palace’s medicinal treasury. However, these ingredients were extremely rare in the Nine Provinces.
It seems I won’t be able to refine the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill anytime soon,
Qin Feiyang sighed deeply. He then looked at the ingredients for the Small Creation Pill, and his eyes widened again.
The top three ingredients were Ten Thousand Year Nine Suns Flower, Ten Thousand Year Blood Ginseng, and Ten Thousand Year Snow Crystal!
Qin Feiyang was familiar with these three ingredients because they were the three main components of the Potential Elixir, and they weren’t very rare. Fatty probably even had some on him right now.
But the crucial issue was that refining the Small Creation Pill required Nine Suns Flower, Blood Ginseng, and Snow Crystal that had grown for ten thousand years.
Ten thousand years!
The Great Qin Empire had only been established for ten thousand years. Where could he possibly find these ingredients? It was simply an impossible task!
Qin Feiyang patiently read through all the details and finally let out a long breath. Although the conditions for refining these two elixirs were harsh, there were still commendable aspects.
Take the Small Creation Pill, for instance. Even if the first attempt to open the Door of Potential failed, one wouldn’t explode and die. Furthermore, one could continue to take the Small Creation Pill and try again. In short, as long as you had enough Small Creation Pills, you could open the Door of Potential sooner or later.
The primary issue now was the ingredients. These ingredients were practically impossible to find in the Nine Provinces. The only place they might exist was the Imperial Capital.
However, Qin Feiyang wasn’t in a hurry. It was clearly written that these elixirs were also effective for War Saints. He was currently only a one-star War Ancestor, still an entire major realm away from War Saint. He had plenty of time to collect these ingredients.
He glanced at the bottom of the page. Unsurprisingly, there was a line of small characters:
—Only after stepping into the War Emperor realm can one turn to the next page!
Then, he closed the Elixir Scripture, stopped thinking about the ingredient problem, and shifted his gaze to the Six-Character Mantra.
At the bottom corner of the Killing Art’s page, there was also a line of small characters stating that he needed to break through to the War Emperor realm before he could turn to the next page and cultivate the fourth Divine Art.
After pondering for a moment, Qin Feiyang still decided to transcribe the Killing Art. Although the Killing Art was excessively violent, it could serve as a trump card to help him turn the tide in critical moments. Moreover, transcribing a single stroke of the art meant breaking through a minor realm. For Qin Feiyang, who yearned for strength, this was a great fortune.
However, the Battle Intent required to transcribe the Killing Art was far greater than that needed for the Counter Curse Manual or the War Technique. Qin Feiyang was now a War Ancestor and possessed three types of Battle Intent, yet in less than an hour, the Battle Intent in his Qi Sea was completely depleted.
But this wasn’t a major problem, because he had many Battle Intent Pills and plenty of ingredients to make more, enough for him to transcribe the Killing Art.
While Qin Feiyang was transcribing the Killing Art, Fatty and the others outside were steadily advancing.
Along the way, they gradually encountered various ferocious beasts. But the strength of these beasts was still within a range the group could handle.
However, as days went by, the beasts they encountered grew stronger and stronger.
In the beginning, with Dong Zhengyang and Shen Long taking action, Fatty and Brother Wolf could cultivate in peace. But on the tenth day, five Four-star War Ancestor-level ferocious beasts leaped out to block their path, severely wounding Dong Zhengyang and the others.
As a result, Fatty and Brother Wolf could no longer focus on cultivation. With their current strength, Four-star War Ancestor-level beasts no longer posed a threat to them. Fatty alone easily dealt with them.
And so, their journey continued with thrills but no real danger. After a month-long trek, the group finally emerged from the forest.
Beyond the forest lay a vast plain. But the entire plain was barren, with no grass in sight. The soil was as black as if it had been dyed with ink. The blood mist pervading the air was even denser, reducing visibility to only about fifty meters. Moreover, a chilling aura permeated the area, as if emanating from hell itself.
Fatty and the others jumped off the Alligator King’s back one by one. Gazing at the plain before them, none dared to step onto it rashly. The plain was eerily silent. Not a single sound could be heard. This, combined with the blood mist in the sky, created a very unsettling atmosphere that made one’s hair stand on end.
"Everyone be careful," Fatty said in a solemn voice. Usually playful, he was now exceptionally cautious. Even Brother Wolf was the same, his eyes filled with vigilance. "Also, don’t stray from the group. If anything unexpected happens, Master Fatty and Brother Wolf won’t lift a finger to save you."
The others nodded.
"Let’s go!" Fatty waved his hand. Maintaining their formation, the group slowly entered the plain. They listened intently and observed their surroundings meticulously, all appearing as if facing a formidable enemy.
However, the plain was surprisingly calm. They walked for nearly twenty breaths, and no danger emerged.
Suddenly, Dong Zhengyang, who was walking beside Fatty, pointed to a spot ahead and exclaimed, "Look quickly, what is that?"
Everyone followed his gaze, and a trace of bewilderment crept into their eyes. About fifty-odd meters away, within the blood mist, a massive, vague silhouette was discernible. It looked like a peerless ferocious beast lurking there.
"Be careful," Fatty cautioned once again, then led the group towards the indistinct outline.
As they drew closer, the silhouette became clearer. When they had advanced another twenty-odd meters, the entire group abruptly halted, their eyes filled with horror, as if they had seen something terrifying!
The silhouette was, in fact, a colossal stone gate!
The stone gate was over ten zhang tall and five to six zhang wide. It was entirely blood-red, as if it had been soaked in fresh blood, and the chilling aura emanated from this very gate!
But this wasn’t what terrified them.
What truly struck fear into their hearts were the three characters inscribed on the lintel above the stone gate:
—Ghost Gate!

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