The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

Who wouldn't want to become a Spirit Cultivator?! Isn't that stupid?

Feng Ting's gaze swept across all of the senior brothers. "Since there's no one who doesn't wish to become a Spirit Cultivator, then two apiece."

nurturing spirit pill!

And two for each of them!

Did he really think that it was splitting the sugar beans!?

"Thank you, Junior Brother."

Among all the disciples, He Zhong desired to become the Spirit Cultivator the most, hence he trained the hardest.

Right now, he did not care where these nurturing spirit pill came from, and just picked up two of them.

"Thank you, Junior Brother."

If someone took the initiative to take it, they would be at a disadvantage. The other nine people also took two pills.

Seeing the two pills in his hands, Feng Ting said thoughtfully: "Regarding the nurturing spirit pill, don't let anyone know about it yet."

"Listen to Junior Brother."

"Junior Brother, don't worry. We won't tell anyone else."

He Zhong looked at Feng Ting, and said with a little difficulty: "Junior Brother, our talent is average, and two nurturing spirit pill might not succeed."

What Feng Ting said next made everyone even more surprised.

"Two per person per day!" It will last until one becomes a Spirit Cultivator! "

He Zhong, Ceng Wenbu, Lv Bin and the rest felt their hearts racing.

Of the ten people, each person had two pellets per day, so each day was equivalent to twenty pellets. Even if everyone worked hard enough, there would still be people who would need three, four, or even five to become a Spirit Cultivator.

Based on his calculations, he would need to have at least thirty nurturing spirit pill every day.

Then these past few days, he would have to spend at least a hundred nurturing spirit pill?

This was definitely the number of fantasy novels.

No matter how much imagination they had, they would never have imagined that such a thing would actually happen to them.

Li Yuan laughed and said: "It was precisely because I consumed five nurturing spirit pill that I managed to channel spiritual energy into the Spiritual Sea."

When everyone heard Li Yuan's words, the first thought in their hearts was that this was too extravagant.

Within the Night Sea Sect, there had never been anyone who had consumed five nurturing spirit pill in a row!

"Junior Brother, do you really have that many nurturing spirit pill?"

The one who spoke was the skinny Ceng Wenbu. He was relatively timid and was a little worried about where the nurturing spirit pill came from.

Feng Ting laughed: "You all just need to eat, until you all become Spirit Cultivator, I hope everyone will not disappoint me."

Hearing this, the expressions of everyone present turned unnatural. There were some that were pleasantly surprised, some that were worried, some that were scared.

Feng Ting then said to Li Yuan: "Senior Brother Li Yuan, you have the experience to help the other Senior Brothers."

"Yes, Junior Brother."

Li Yuan happily agreed.

Feng Ting stood up and said to Ding Chundong: "Senior Martial Brother Li, come with me."

Li Yuan could not help but ask: "Junior Brother, where do you want Junior Brother Ding to go with you?"

"Collect herbs."

Feng Ting didn't speak anymore and led Ding Chundong out of the small courtyard.

The twelve Junior Brothers looked at Junior Brother's tall and straight back, their faces filled with admiration and confusion. They all felt that this was just a dream.

Li Yuan said in a grand voice, "From now on, no matter what happens, we must stand together with the Junior Brother."

He Zhong said: "If we all become Spirit Cultivator, even if something bad happens, others will have to think about it."

"He Zhong is right." Lv Bin immediately agreed.

Everyone else felt that this made sense. Even if someone were to punish them in the future, facing all twelve Spirit Cultivator s, even Sect Master would have to think twice.

After leaving the sect, Feng Ting took Ding Chundong to the southwest.

A thousand miles west of the Night Sea Mountain, there was a large mountain full of trees. Its name was Yellow Grass Mountain, and it was a mountain where medicinal herbs flourished.

However, the mountain was steep and the forest was too lush, making it hard to find.

Feng Ting knew that his Senior Brothers were not rich and did not want to rob them anymore. He wanted to take a breather too, so he decided to bring Ding Chundong to gather herbs.

After the two of them had left the North Rock Peak area, Ding Chundong said to Feng Ting: "Junior Brother, why don't I carry you along and fly a little faster this way?"

"Senior Brother Ding, you just need to fly. I can follow you." But Feng Ting rejected it.

"I will accompany Junior Brother." Ding Chundong didn't want to show his speed in front of Feng Ting.

"Senior Brother Ding, follow me."

With that, Feng Ting increased his speed.

With the help of the Rushing Thunder Back Armour, his speed was several times that of ordinary High order of alchemy martial cultivator s.

"Junior Brother, slow down."

When Feng Ting ran out, it was the Spirit Cultivator who found it hard to keep up.

Only after flying up did he barely manage to keep up.

However, because the Night Sea Sect had its own rules, the disciples could not leave the mountain as they pleased. Ding Chundong did not dare to fly too high, and only followed behind Feng Ting, shuttling through the mountain forests.

Looking at Feng Ting, Ding Chundong sighed in his heart, for a cultivator, even if they had reached the Fighting King Realm, no one would be able to move like the Junior Brother.

Although Feng Ting did not use his full strength, he had no choice but to admit that the difference in speed between martial cultivator and himself was simply too great.

If Ding Chundong was a Spirit Cultivator of the High order open element, the one left behind would be him.

He could only plan it out in the future.