Chapter 95

Soon, the elder warden came down from the second floor, used his identity token to deduct the sect contribution points, and only then did he unseal the remaining four spirit pearls and hand them over to him.

"Thank you, Elder!"

Xiaoshier thanked him with a smile, then hurriedly took the spirit pearls and ran eagerly toward his residence.

As long as he could simultaneously refine the Five Elements Spirit Pearls, he would possess the potential of a middle-grade spirit root during the Qi Condensation stage.

This was a top priority for him!

Sitting cross-legged on the cushion, Xiaoshier looked down at the four differently colored, translucent spirit pearls in his hand, feeling somewhat excited.

However, recalling the pain he endured when refining the Fire Spirit Pearl, he couldn't help but feel a chill run through his scalp and a lingering fear.

"Hey, it's really strange. I'm not afraid of pain, so why am I afraid of the pain I'm about to face?"

Xiaoshier pouted, took a deep breath, quickly adjusted his mood, and then picked up a Water Spirit Pearl, infusing it with true essence.

The Water Spirit Pearl, empowered by the true essence, immediately transformed into a mist of water, entering his body with Xiaoshier's breath.

Xiaoshier felt a strange force coursing through his body, as if all his cells were immersed in water, and he felt as if he were drowning.

Furrowing his brows, he remained silent, allowing the force to circulate within him.

As time passed, this force eventually converged in his kidneys.

In an instant, Xiaoshier's body trembled, feeling a surge of innate essence energy from his kidneys spreading throughout his body.

In the blink of an eye, he felt a significant boost in his spirit, with his hearing and vision becoming exceptionally clear.

Xiaoshier was first startled, then he realized.

"No wonder medical texts say that the kidneys govern water, store essence, and are the foundation of innate energy. Today, I see it's indeed true!"

"No wonder the Five Elements Spirit Pearls can temporarily enhance one's spirit root potential!"

Feeling the benefits of refining the Water Spirit Pearl, Xiaoshier quickly picked up the other spirit pearls and refined them one by one.

Seven days later, Xiaoshier sat cross-legged on the cushion, cultivating and capturing the heavenly spirit energy.

At this moment, his internal organs had been strengthened, and he felt as if he had undergone a complete transformation.

The spirit energy entered his body and almost instantly circulated through his entire meridian system, transforming into true essence and converging in his dantian.

This cultivation speed was more than ten times faster than when Xiaoshier used to cultivate.

In the past, Xiaoshier wouldn't have dared to imagine such a speed.

"Just having a middle-grade spirit root can achieve such a speed. How much faster must those with upper-grade or even supreme-grade spirit roots be?!"

"However, thinking too much is useless. With this, I can certainly advance to the Twelfth Level of Qi Condensation within twenty years."

Xiaoshier sighed, clenching his fists in excitement, his whole body trembling slightly.

The Twelfth Level of Qi Condensation was a realm from ancient times.

According to Shen Miaoyin, his spirit root potential was too poor, and the barrier from Qi Condensation to Foundation Establishment would be like an insurmountable chasm.

Only reaching the Twelfth Level of cultivation could offer a glimmer of hope.

If Xiaoshier had any doubts before, they were completely dispelled after he advanced to the Tenth Level of Qi Condensation.

At the Ninth Level of Qi Condensation, cultivators could already feel the barrier to Foundation Establishment.

Xiaoshier didn't know about others, but he could only describe his own feelings as despair.

As solid as a rock, as impregnable as a fortress!

No matter how Xiaoshier tried to mobilize the true essence in his body, he couldn't budge it at all.

Recalling the information about Foundation Establishment, Xiaoshier's excited mood quickly calmed down.

With a wave of his hand, a bottle of pills appeared, and he quickly swallowed one, then began to fully refine the pill.

With the Five Elements Spirit Pearls and the pills, his cultivation speed increased significantly.

Day after day, time passed.

Since obtaining the Five Elements Spirit Pearls, Xiaoshier became even more low-key, dedicating almost all his time to cultivation.

Although he exchanged for many cultivation pills at the market upon his return, the speed at which he refined the pills increased after his spirit root potential was temporarily enhanced.

In less than a year, he had exhausted all the cultivation pills he had.

After that, Xiaoshier could only continue cultivating by absorbing the heavenly spirit energy.

However, strangely, he hadn't seen Zhu Hanwei for over a year since his return.

"I just asked him to gather information about the elders of each peak during our apprenticeship. This information should be easily obtainable by asking some miscellaneous disciples!"

One day, Xiaoshier stopped cultivating, propped his chin in his hand, and looked thoughtful.

"Could it be... that something happened to him?"

A thought quickly flashed through Xiaoshier's mind. Unable to find him, he could only temporarily set aside his concerns.

"Calculating the time, the day Xiao Yue mentioned for the sparring with Luoyan Peak should be approaching."

"During this period, I can complete the unfinished part of the White Bone Sword."

"Four years have passed, and it's time for this sword to be completed!"

Xiaoshier reached out and picked up a white bone sword from the table, placing it in front of him.

Immediately, a cold wind swept through, and the temperature in the room dropped several degrees.

The bone sword, after years of refinement, had shrunk to less than three feet in length. The blade was formed from the spine of a Fire Cloud Python, and the junction between the blade and the hilt was connected by sharp ribs.

The hilt extended from the spine, with the end shaped like a miniature Fire Cloud Python skull.

The entire sword looked dull, but there was a faint black mist swirling between the bones.

Just by looking at it, Xiaoshier could feel the curse emanating from the bone sword.

Suppressing his discomfort, he began to rapidly form seals with both hands, continuously making mysterious hand signs.

The hand signs floated in the air and landed on the blade of the bone sword.

Each time a hand sign landed, the black mist on the blade became denser.

Xiaoshier made ninety-nine hand signs in one breath.

At this point, the bone sword was completely enveloped in black mist. The mist swirled, nurturing a faint spiritual aura, and the entire sword trembled.

Xiaoshier channeled his true essence to his eyes, staring intently at the bone sword.

He had done everything he could. Whether it could be refined into a spirit weapon now depended on luck.

Time passed, and the spiritual aura of the sword continued to rise, becoming increasingly dense. Xiaoshier's breathing also slowed.

Just as the spiritual aura reached its peak, about to give birth to the spirit of the weapon, the sword suddenly paused, landing on the table, and the spiritual aura dissipated in an instant.

"How... how could this happen? It was just a step away from becoming a spirit weapon!"

Xiaoshier's face stiffened, and a look of disappointment quickly flashed across his face.

It was a spirit weapon! Just a small step away, and he could have had it, but it failed at the last moment.

The sudden rise and fall left him struggling to calm down.

After several breaths, Xiaoshier shook his head and adjusted his mood.