Chapter 43

At night, during his cultivation, Shen Xiang swallowed four Marrow Washing Pills and began to circulate the Taiji Divine Art to digest the medicinal power. As soon as it was daylight, he hurriedly went to the Danxiang Apothecary to purchase twenty sets of materials for refining the Gangan Pill.

At this point, Shen Xiang had basically used up all his spirit coins, but he kept investing. Once the Pill King Pavilion opened and started selling medicinal pills, he would start making a profit.

During the day, Shen Xiang stayed in his room refining the Gangan Pills. Each furnace was so easy, and he could produce six pills each time. Two furnaces in half an hour, and five hours to refine all twenty sets of materials, resulting in a total of 120 Gangan Pills! If each pill was sold for a minimum of 5,000 large spirit coins, that would be 600,000 large spirit coins, while the materials only cost about 100,000 large spirit coins. It was clear how profitable refining pills could be.

Old Meng didn't know how to perform the blood recognition ritual, so he didn't truly obtain the Flame Dragon Treasure Furnace. Otherwise, he definitely wouldn't have given it to Shen Xiang. Thinking about this, Shen Xiang felt a bit guilty, so he secretly gave Old Meng a Golden Spirit Fruit and a small piece of Hell Spirit Mushroom, which made him feel much better.

At night, Shen Xiang took the batch of Gangan Pills to the forest outside the city and swallowed ten of them at once, as if eating beans. If others knew this, they would certainly be shocked to the point of dropping their jaws.

Shen Xiang circulated the Taiji Divine Art, refining the medicinal power and stimulating the unique spiritual energy inside the pills, slowly feeling the trace of Gangan energy within the Gangan Pills...

Every night, Shen Xiang would consume ten pills to cultivate his true qi, while during the day, he would cultivate the Azure Dragon Divine Art and the Vermilion Bird Divine Art from the Four Symbols Divine Art. As for the White Tiger Divine Art, it required cultivation in a place with heavy killing intent, and the Black Tortoise Divine Art, being water-based, required cultivation in water and the strength of the Ninth Level of the Mortal Martial Realm.

In the blink of an eye, the Capital City Martial Arts Assembly was almost about to begin, with only three days left.

At night, the moon was clear, and the stars filled the sky. Shen Xiang, as usual, absorbed a large amount of spiritual energy in the forest for cultivation, while also consuming the Gangan Pills. In recent days, he had consumed a large number of pills, which made up for the lack of spiritual energy in the thin environment.

Shen Xiang's body was enveloped in a faint white mist, which emitted a peculiar energy. Any fallen leaves that touched the mist would instantly turn into fragments!

The white mist was "Gangan," and Shen Xiang had now mastered the technique of transforming true qi into Gangan. However, transforming true qi into Gangan consumed a lot of true qi, and only when his true qi was abundant could he continuously use "True Gangan" for attacks.

In the early morning, in the forest outside the city, a bare-chested, muscular young man was punching the weathered stone walls of the mountain, creating a strong wind and waves of energy. His fists had not even touched the walls, but shattered stones were constantly flying out, making a "bang bang" sound. The stones, which were so hard, were as fragile as mud in front of his fists, which were enveloped in "True Gangan."

"This is the power of the Seventh Level of the Mortal Martial Realm. I can now freely transform my true qi into True Gangan!" Shen Xiang clenched his fist and stomped his foot, causing the ground, covered with broken stones, to crack, and the broken stones were crushed into powder by the terrifying Gangan energy he released.

Shen Xiang felt that his strength was now many times greater than when he was at the Sixth Level of the Mortal Martial Realm! But this power was nothing in the major sects. Only those with the strength of the Ninth Level of the Mortal Martial Realm or higher could stand their ground in the major sects. This was why Shen Xiang never looked down on others because of his strength; he understood that there were always higher levels of power beyond his own.

With Old Meng, the Pill King of the Southern Martial Kingdom, joining the Pill King Pavilion, its reputation grew day by day. Even though it had not yet opened, many people were eagerly anticipating its opening, and the shop's entrance was always crowded with people asking when it would open. Of course, due to Old Meng's joining, the Yao Family felt a great deal of pressure. They were worried that the Shen Family would grow stronger because of the Pill King Pavilion and threaten their position in the Southern Martial Kingdom's medicinal market.

Although the Danxiang Apothecary also sold pills, they sold very few, mainly focusing on selling medicinal materials. Therefore, the Pill King Pavilion had little impact on them, and they even established a cooperative relationship.

Shen Xiang dressed and returned to the capital city, pondering the opening time of the Pill King Pavilion.

On his way back to the capital city, Shen Xiang suddenly sensed something was amiss. He could feel that there were people hiding in the surrounding forest.

"Come out, don't hide anymore!" Shen Xiang's voice was icy cold, filled with killing intent. Since he had become enemies with the Yao Family, he had become very vigilant, having been targeted for assassination by them before.

As soon as his voice fell, a "whoosh" sound was heard. Shen Xiang swiftly extended his hand and caught the arrow that was shot at him. Then, he moved like lightning, swiftly and nimbly darting through the forest.

Shen Xiang appeared under a tree, circulating Gangan energy. With a loud "boom," he punched through the tree, and a scream came from behind it. The person hiding behind the tree was killed by Shen Xiang's powerful punch.

Shen Xiang frowned, sensing the changes around him. After entering the Seventh Level of the Mortal Martial Realm, his divine sense had increased significantly. In that instant, he could clearly feel through his divine sense that a rain of arrows was coming at him.

He raised his hand, and a surge of green Gangan energy formed a wall in front of him, blocking the rain of arrows.

"Three hundred arrows, three hundred people! It seems you are determined to kill me!" Shen Xiang's face turned cold, and a wave of killing intent surged in his heart.

"Since that's the case, I won't hold back." As he spoke, a wave of killing intent and a cold wind swept through the forest.

The White Tiger is the god of killing. After cultivating the White Tiger Divine Art, one can generate a strong killing intent, which can intimidate the opponent and enhance one's own strength. Shen Xiang was now using the most basic "Killing Heart" technique from the White Tiger Divine Art. To master this technique, one must practice killing, which is the best and fastest way to cultivate it.

Shen Xiang released his powerful divine sense and quickly sensed that many people were hiding in the surrounding trees, even though they were well-hidden, they were still discovered by Shen Xiang.

"Hmph, don't think that just because you have more people, you can kill me!" Shen Xiang coldly snorted, moving like a phantom through the forest at incredible speed, making it difficult for the archers hiding in the trees to lock onto his position. Even when they occasionally hit him, his Gangan energy would block the arrows.

Shen Xiang's fists glowed with a green light, and lightning flashed on them. He flashed to a tree and punched the trunk.

Boom, boom, boom...

The entire tree was enveloped in green lightning, the trunk exploded, and flames and lightning burst forth. The tree's crown was scorched black and burning, and six charred bodies fell from it.