The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

He had not refined medicine for a long time, and seeing the brilliant pill flame and the bright stars, Feng Ting's mood was extremely good.

He now felt that even though he had reincarnated into the ninth reincarnation, even though he had experienced many vicissitudes of life and chaos, living to death. However, he did not grow colder and colder. On the contrary, because he had returned to this first life, it made him seem as if he had been assimilated by this sixteen year old body, displaying many emotions and temperament that only a youth should have.

He knew that the young man's mood and personality would definitely cause him to do more things that he originally thought were boring. But he did not want to restrain himself, because some things had already been incorporated into his life, and he had no choice but to do it.

For example, taking revenge for Xin Han, helping the people around him to become stronger. The moment he was reborn, he knew that he would do these things. He was definitely disappointed and bored by her future.

However, everything was because of his rebirth back to his first life. Not only did he merge into his first life, he also merged into his first life.

This might not be the life he imagined, but it was not the life he hated. Although there would be trouble, even though there would be childishness, and even though there would be boredom, he felt that it was not a burden, or even a matter of course.

Cultivating to raise his cultivation level and controlling the stink fire were his eternal goals. But to step over experts, wasn't it the same as giving him the value of existence, and also the pleasure of existence?

Looking at the pill flame in the two medicinal cauldrons, Feng Ting had a faint smile on his face.

Time quietly flowed on. The night gradually passed, and the first ray of light of the early morning arrived.

Feng Ting pushed open the door and walked out.

He did not sleep the entire night, but he did not feel tired at all.

He took a deep breath and opened his arms. With a slight tremble, a mass of spiritual energy shot out and turned into a giant axe. It came down from the sky and hacked down.

"Swish."

It was a beautiful arc, as if it wanted to tear the space apart.

The fourth phase of the decathlon force!

In the previous three stages, he had already accumulated some knowledge from the fire, so he started to practice the fourth phase giant ax.

Compared to the previous three stages, giant ax was much more powerful and its attack power was much stronger. giant ax possessed the strength of a heavy hammer and also the speed of a Sap. It was just that to cultivate this giant ax to its true form, it would still take some time.

"Swish, swish …"

It was the same as before. Every time he made a move, he would pause for a moment. Although it looked like they were gathering energy, it was actually to calm the surging spirit energy in his body and prevent it from rushing into the Spiritual Sea.

Without Spiritual Strength, even though the thunderbolt fire seed had done this many times, it had still been able to control it in the end. This meant that martial arts cultivation was the right choice.

However, what made Feng Ting feel gloomy was that even though he was already at the True Martial high grade, there was still the possibility of his spirit energy rushing to the territorial sea. In other words, as long as he was willing, he could still become a Spirit Cultivator at any time.

His body gently floated one metre off the ground, just in time to see Feng Ting over the wall.

Looking at the gigantic spiritual energy axes, her calm and silent eyes revealed some shock. If she had not known that Feng Ting was a heaven defying martial cultivator, she would have been even more shocked.

Before meeting Feng Ting, she had never seen any martial cultivator who could control their spirit energy to such perfection. Spirit energy was hard to control. This was a principle that everyone knew. But on Feng Ting, this logic did not seem to hold true at all.

Suddenly, she discovered a problem. It was that when Feng Ting attacked again and again, he seemed to pause for a bit.

Feng Ting already knew that Li Wan was looking at him.

Li Wan flew past the courtyard wall and arrived in front of Feng Ting, saying: "You are really strong."

"I am just a martial cultivator."

Although Feng Ting seemed to ridicule himself, he was still extremely confident. She said, "You can even injure the dangling lake's Primary Grade, so even if you are a martial cultivator, you are still the strongest martial cultivator in this world. You are a martial cultivator that the Spirit Cultivator must respect."

Feng Ting could not help but laugh: "Really?"

"Yes." Li Wan was very sure, she paused for a moment and asked: "When you cultivate this technique, do you always need to gather energy?"

"My spiritual energy is thin, of course I have to store my energy." Feng Ting never thought that Li Wan would actually be able to see through his cultivation loopholes.

"Your spirit energy is thin, how can you unleash such a powerful Martial Techniques and Cultivation Methods?" Li Wan asked.

"It's precisely because this technique is so powerful that I have no choice but to gather my strength."

Li Wan frowned. Although Feng Ting's words seemed to make sense, she felt that something was amiss.

Feng Ting laughed: "martial cultivator is not as powerful as you think."

"Is that so?" Li Wan's face revealed a trace of an unnatural expression. If it wasn't for the fact that she had met Feng Ting before, she naturally would have thought that the martial cultivator were all weak.

Feng Ting looked to the west and said: "That direction is the direction of Grimoire Hall."

"Yes."

"Xue Hengsheng definitely does not wish for you to stay here forever."

"After I kill him, I will leave." Li Wan said.

Hearing that, Feng Ting smiled slightly: "Xue Hengsheng is Fen Cheng."

"I know." Li Wan replied.

"When do you think you can become Fen Cheng's Primary Grade?" Feng Ting looked at Li Wan's heroic face and asked.

"That depends on you."

"What are you looking at me for?"

"If you let me advance, then I can advance. If you don't, then I won't dare to." Although the meaning behind Li Wan's words was very gentle, his tone of voice still had the bearing of a big sister.

"I will let you advance your cultivation now. Can you immediately reach the dangling lake?" Feng Ting asked.

"I need Jing Hu Dan." As Li Wan spoke, she turned and looked at Feng Ting.

"Because of your body, you cannot rely too much on the Spirit Pill." Feng Ting said.

Hearing that, Li Wan frowned and asked: "I think I have no problems."

Feng Ting laughed: "No one understands your body better than me."

Hearing this, Li Wan clearly knew that Feng Ting was not referring to the surface of her body, but she still felt uncomfortable. She said: "Then how long do you think it would take for me to eat a Jing Hu Dan?"

"After I give you body tempering, you can eat one." Feng Ting said as he turned and walked into the room.

Li Wan frowned, she really didn't want to follow him in, but her legs seemed to be unwilling to listen to her will, and still followed Feng Ting into the room.

The moment she entered the room, she smelled a faint medicinal aroma. She asked: "You were refining medicine last night?"

"Yes." Feng Ting turned around and looked at Li Wan.

"If you're tired, then just wait." Li Wan knew that refining pills consumed a lot of energy, and the Spirit Pill that Feng Ting refined were all of the highest quality.

"I'm not tired. Let's begin." Feng Ting said calmly.

"Yes." Li Wan avoided Feng Ting's gaze and started to take off his clothes.

Feng Ting also turned around with his back facing Li Wan.

"Alright."

Very quickly, Li Wan took off all her clothes.

Feng Ting turned around. Even though his gaze was level, Li Wan's height was about the same as his, so it was unavoidable for him to see Li Wan's other position. Li Wan was the best girl he had ever seen, and also the woman with the best skin.

He allowed his gaze to move a little higher to meet Li Wan's eyes. He raised his finger and pressed it against the center of Li Wan's brows. A drop of blood flowed out between his fingers and spread between Li Wan's brows. She was like a giant rose, beautiful and unrestrained.

When the blood completely covered her cheeks, the shape of the rose disappeared and turned into a scarlet red seawater that spread out along the white and tender beach.

When the blood covered her toes, she became a glowing red jade statue. Beautiful, sexy, and holy. No one dared to look directly at him.

Seeing Feng Ting's pale face turning away, Li Wan's heart became complicated. Of course, she was grateful to Feng Ting for giving it up, but she also felt that Feng Ting had taken away some of the dignity a woman should have.

Quietly, Li Wan tried her best to let her skin absorb the red blood. The blood on her body slowly faded, even disappeared, revealing her shiny white skin once more.

When the last bit of blood disappeared, Li Wan quickly put on her clothes.

Feng Ting also turned around, and then casually took out a pill box. He passed it to Li Wan and said: "There are a few here, split them between you, Mr. Li and the two of you."

"Thank you." Li Wan did not look at Feng Ting's face.

"You have to let nature take its course, don't force yourself." Feng Ting said.

"I know." Li Wan still lowered her head slightly, and said: "Then, rest. I'll head out first."

"Yes."

Only now did Li Wan give Feng Ting a glance, and then, withdrew herself.

Feng Ting turned around and sat down. Because he had already refined his body last night, he did not need to cultivate his body anymore. He only needed to rest and let the Healing Flame help him recover his strength.

An hour later, the sunlight outside the window was already very high, and Feng Ting's complexion had basically returned to normal.

"Feng Ting, are you there?"

Feng Ting heard a voice from outside the courtyard. It was Ping Jian's voice.

He walked out of the room and saw Ping Jian standing outside the door. He laughed, "Hall Master Ping, come in."

"Alright."

He then pushed open the gate and entered the courtyard, standing in front of Feng Ting and asked: "Have you rested well?"

"That's right."

"That's good."

Feng Ting did not want to be polite, and asked: Hall Master Ping, what can I do for you?

Ping Jian nodded slightly. "There are indeed some matters."

"What is it?"

"Someone wants to spar with Li Wan." "No," said Ping Jian.

After Feng Ting heard this, he couldn't help but laugh: "If he doesn't want to die, then let him come."

He said with a flat smile, "Even though you and Li Wan are not Qi Cang Sect disciples, this place is still Qi Cang Sect. Don't kill me."

"If we don't kill a few, they won't stop." Feng Ting laughed.

Looking at Feng Ting's handsome and sunny face, he thought to himself, although this youth is martial cultivator, although he is not as strong as Li Wan. However, his mind was mature to the point that it made one's hair stand.