Mortal Alchemy

The second round of battles, the remaining twenty-odd fights, also ended in less than half a day.

At this point, the top twenty-four for the Nascent Soul Seed Battle had been selected.

Every participating cultivator had injuries of varying degrees.

In half a day, Chen Ping's injuries had already healed.

However, Chen Ping pretended that his injuries had only slightly improved before appearing in front of everyone.

Twenty-four jade tokens flew out again, colliding with each other.

First battle: Chen Ping versus Lu Shuiyi.

Chen Ping's face darkened: "It's me again in the first battle, is this a coincidence?"

But Chen Ping didn't believe it was a coincidence.

Including arranging for Chen Ping to fight Lu Shuiyi, Chen Ping also felt it wasn't a coincidence.

The competition has progressed to this point.

Currently, the top three positions.

Lu Shuiyi, Lu Jianyi, and Chen Ping are the most likely to advance.

From Chen Ping's perspective, Lu Shuiyi and Lu Jianyi's strength were indeed the most terrifying.

Lu Shuiyi's way of music is quite powerful.

Those who fought against her were often defeated in one move, without Lu Shuiyi needing a second.

And the Heavenly Music Sect's signature, the way of music, Chen Ping also witnessed its power for the first time.

In comparison, Meng Huang'er had only just entered the door, and her combat power had not yet formed.

"Begin," the Nascent Soul cultivator's charming voice rang out.

Chen Ping flew to the arena with a gloomy face: "It just had to be at this crucial moment."

Lu Shuiyi landed on the stage holding a zither-like magical artifact.

This made Chen Ping's eyelids twitch, and he couldn't help but say:

"Previously, Fellow Daoist Lu never took out her magical artifact when fighting enemies."

Lu Shuiyi's face was indifferent, her eyes filled with fierce killing intent: "Fellow Daoist Chen has comprehended Sword Steel Condensing Fiend, which is the number one power among offensive methods. How can I win without using my full strength?"

This Lu Shuiyi really thinks highly of him.

Chen Ping couldn't help but smile bitterly, taking out the Aurora Sword to prepare to attack.

Who knew that Lu Shuiyi would raise her proud chin and say to Chen Ping: "Your injuries are quite serious, I won't take advantage of you."

"How about I give you time to heal and recover, and then we'll decide the winner in three moves?"

But right now, the Golden Spirit Guiding Divine Pill was at a crucial moment, and Chen Ping really wanted to focus his energy on the pill furnace.

Unexpectedly, things took a turn for the better, and this arrogant Lu Shuiyi was actually willing to give him time.

This couldn't help but bring a smile to Chen Ping's face, and he cupped his fist to Lu Shuiyi: "Then Chen will not be polite, I'll trouble Fellow Daoist Lu to wait for me for ten days."

"Ten days again?" Lu Shuiyi raised her eyebrows slightly, her face still indifferent:

"Alright."

She seemed to have noticed something about Chen Ping.

In the first two rounds of the battle, Chen Ping had stubbornly dragged it out for ten days.

Chen Ping was overjoyed: "Lu Shuiyi, when I advance to the Golden Core realm in the future, you will definitely have a share in my success today!"

Afterwards, Chen Ping sat cross-legged, took out pills to start recovering his state, and to outsiders, it looked like he was fully healing, but little did they know that all of Chen Ping's energy was focused on the pill furnace in the elegant room of the White Jade Flying Boat.

Seeing this scene.

Mu Luofei, Meng Huang'er, Zhou Ying, Wang Funi, and Madam Guo all breathed a sigh of relief.

"She's actually willing to give Junior Brother time to heal, it's really a blessing in disguise..."

Originally, Chen Ping's fight against Lu Shuiyi had the hearts of the women in their throats.

Unexpectedly, there was such a change in the battle situation.

Meng Huang'er patted her chest: "Although the people of the Heavenly Music Sect are evil, I didn't expect Lu Shuiyi to have such a generous mind."

Zhou Ying frowned slightly: "Ten days, I hope Brother Ping can recover."

Above the floating island.

Bai Jianjia's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly: "The people of the Heavenly Music Sect have always been arrogant, and this Lu Shuiyi has also revealed her trump card, she is cultivating the way of music."

"So arrogant and conceited, not taking Junior Brother seriously, but it also gave Junior Brother a few opportunities."

The cultivators of the Eastern Xuan Sect are the most disciplined, the cultivators of the Heavenly Music Sect consider themselves extraordinary, the cultivators of the Demon Subduing Sect are pure and simple, and the cultivators of the Wonderful Desire Pavilion are unscrupulous.

This is the common knowledge of the Eastern Region cultivation world for thousands of years.

At the same time, Bai Jianjia looked forward to it: "If Junior Brother can defeat Lu Shuiyi!"

"Tears of the Heavenly Maiden, Junior Brother will definitely be able to obtain a bottle!"

"If Junior Brother loses... no matter what, there is not much time left for Junior Brother."

Bai Jianjia glanced at the corner of her eye, and several confidants of the Sect Master had already arrived at the scene. Obviously, they were just waiting for Chen Ping to be defeated or the Nascent Soul Seed Battle to end before taking action against Chen Ping and cleansing the sect rules.

And facing the solicitation of various forces, Chen Ping did not intend to give up his status as a personal disciple of Superior Gongyue.

Bai Jianjia was secretly anxious:

"Master, you must hurry here and not let others take Junior Brother away!"

...

Chen Ping was concentrating, observing the situation inside the pill furnace.

The fusion of the nine original liquids was not going smoothly, and it could even be said to be a bit terrible!

Some of the original liquids began to change in quality, and then collided to become impurities, turning into charred waste.

Chen Ping was a little anxious and racked his brains to try to remedy the situation.

"If this continues, the entire furnace of materials will be scrapped."

Chen Ping suddenly increased the spiritual fire to speed up the rapid fusion of the original liquids, so that the pill could be formed, even if the quality was very poor and the pill poison was very strong, it could be considered a pill, and Chen Ping's skills made him fearless of pill poison.

Suddenly, Chen Ping controlled the spiritual fire to the lowest level to prevent the original liquid from fusing too quickly and becoming a waste pill.

On the arena, Chen Ping's face was pale and he was sweating coldly.

This time, it was not a fake disguise, but a real worry.

In addition to adjusting the spiritual fire, Chen Ping could not do anything else.

Open the pill furnace to add spiritual marrow to dilute it?

Not only would that cause an explosion, but Chen Ping's real body was in the arena and could not leave at all.

At the critical moment, Chen Ping's heart calmed down instead:

"Do your best and leave the rest to fate."

"Perhaps, my obsession with the Golden Spirit Guiding Divine Pill is too strong."

"Success means a 30% probability, failure means a 70% probability of advancing to the Golden Core realm."

"This may be my fate!"

"Wait quietly for the time, and then see the results."

The pill refining had reached the final critical moment, and Chen Ping could not intervene.

Time passed little by little, and Chen Ping did not care about the situation of the pill furnace in the middle.

In ten days, it was impossible for him to keep checking the situation of the pill furnace with his divine soul power.

Ten days passed in a flash, and there was only half an hour left before the agreed time with Lu Shuiyi.

"It's time to see the results."

Chen Ping's divine soul connected to the gray-white small bead, and through a wisp of divine soul, he observed the situation of the pill furnace.

A look of disappointment appeared on Chen Ping's face: "In the end, it didn't work?"

There was no fragrance of pills in the elegant room.

How could a third-order pill have no fragrance at all?

Chen Ping used his divine soul power to control the pill furnace and open it.

"Huh?"

Four golden pills were placed in it.

Chen Ping's expression froze, confirming that he had not seen it wrong: "One, two, three, four, there are four Golden Spirit Guiding Divine Pills!"

Then Chen Ping was overjoyed: "It's done!"

"Just wait for the end of the Nascent Soul Seed Battle and immediately trigger the heavenly tribulation!"

Chen Ping disconnected the gray-white small bead, opened his eyes, laughed loudly, was high-spirited, and the Purple Firmament Sword and Qianlong Armor flew out of the space ring and onto his body.

The fighting spirit in Chen Ping's eyes had never been so hot and strong:

"Fellow Daoist Lu, let's decide the winner in three moves!"