"The perfection level of the Tribulation Spirit Skill is indeed extraordinary!" Xu Ping observed the scene, feeling a deep sense of emotion.
With a single gesture, all the spirit medicines and spirit plants on Thousand Leaves Mountain were instantly refined into a vibrant green orb of life.
This level of efficiency was worlds apart from the past.
If this continues, Hundred Bamboo Wood will grow to the level where seventy-two magical swords can be crafted; it seems it wonāt take long.
In stark contrast to Xu Pingās joy, the Water Lake Mouse was secretly lamenting, "Now Iām going to be busy again."
In the blink of an eye, the spirit plants and medicines on Thousand Leaves Mountain vanished entirely, requiring at least a month of hard work to repopulate the mountain with a lush array of spirit plants and medicines.
"Congratulations, Master, on your great achievement!"
Despite feeling troubled inside, the Water Lake Mouse showed no sign of it on its face, instead, it was filled with a flattering smile.
"Hmm." Xu Ping nodded slightly, his thoughts already turning to the matter of crafting magical swords.
Now, the various materials needed to craft the swords were essentially prepared, but two crucial things were still missing.
First, the Quasi-Tier Three artifact refining inheritance.
After pondering this matter, Xu Ping decided to start with the Luoyun Sect.
Just wait for a year or so, then he can trade with Third-Tier talismans again.
Given the Talismaster skills he had demonstrated earlier, producing a few Third-Tier talismans after a year and a half would not be a difficult task.
The second challenge was the Demon Fire.
At this thought, Xu Pingās gaze involuntarily fell on the Water Lake Mouse.
The flattering smile on the Water Lake Mouseās face instantly froze. It seemed this was the same look Master had when he talked about stewing it last time!
"I remember saying if you donāt break through to Second-stage Middle Grade within fifteen years, Iād stew you, right?"
Xu Ping squinted slightly, a faint smile appearing on his face, "Hasnāt fifteen years already passed?"
Hearing this, the Water Lake Mouse was so startled its eyes nearly popped out.
It really wanted to grab Xu Pingās collar and loudly question him about not knowing how to count, as itās only been a few years.
But how could it dare do such, only pitifully saying, "Master, only three or four years have passed, thereās still plenty of time until fifteen years!"
"Oh, is that so?"
Xu Pingās tone was indifferent, "Iām unsure if youāre mistaken or if I am. In that case, letās split the difference and give you five more years."
"If you still canāt break through to Second-stage Middle Grade, then Iāll have no choice but to stew you."
The Water Lake Mouseās mouth slowly dropped open, staring blankly at Xu Ping, its heart filled with disbelief.
Is it really possible to do this?
Could it really be that preparations to kill the mouse are already underway?
"Speechless, do you think the time is too long? If so..."
"No, no, itās just right..." Seeing Master about to reduce the time further, the Water Lake Mouse hurriedly responded in panic.
It was truly scared, for fear that if it spoke any later, Master might require it to break through to Second-stage Middle Grade by tomorrow.
"Good, ambitious!"
Xu Ping nodded satisfactorily, "In that case, Iāll prepare a large pot now, otherwise, you wonāt fit when the time comes."
āMaster, youāre really planning to kill me, arenāt you, using this excuse.ā The Water Lake Mouse felt utterly miserable inside but had nowhere to voice its plight.
"Open your mouth!" Xu Ping then instructed.
The Water Lake Mouse had no choice but to slowly open its mouth.
Xu Ping flicked his finger, and a Demon Core accurately shot into the Water Lake Mouseās mouth.
"Demon Core?"
After a momentās realization, the Water Lake Mouse swallowed the demon core with a āgulpā.
Feeling the demon core being digested in its stomach, releasing threads of power, the Water Lake Mouse once again donned a flattering smile: "Master can rest assured, within five years, I will definitely strive to break through to Second-stage Middle Grade."
āMaster indeed, having a demon core to feed me but didnāt mention it earlier, causing me unnecessary fear.ā
"Go now, and replant the spirit medicine and spirit plants throughout Thousand Leaves Mountainās spirit fields." Xu Ping instructed.
From his perspective, although the Demon Core was extremely precious, using it to accelerate the Water Lake Mouseās growth was indeed worth it.
After all, he wouldnāt truly set an impossible task for the Water Lake Mouse.
"Okay!" The Water Lake Mouse obediently responded, swiftly running to the spirit fields, and began expertly planting spirit medicines and spirit plants.
After casting a brief glance, Xu Ping returned to the cultivation chamber.
Lately, he was preparing to experiment with some small gadgets, which, if successful, might greatly enhance his strength.
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Luoyun Sect!
Under the vast sky, the mountains stretched endlessly, majestic and magnificent.
Clouds lingered and wandered among the mountains, each peak standing like a guardian of the world, mighty and awe-inspiring.
Among them, one peak towered into the clouds, like a giant standing between heaven and earth, proud and unyielding.
At the mountainās summit.
"Master, my cultivation has now completely stabilized." Jiang Jingxing respectfully saluted Yun Chengzi.
Though he was now a Nascent Soul Cultivator, his respect for his master, who had protected Luoyun Sect for many years, remained undiminished.
"Hmm."
Yun Chengzi nodded slightly. Although he had narrowly survived his battle with Wan Ming, his brow showed slight discoloration, surrounded by an elusive aura of death, clearly nearing his end.
"Master, now that my cultivation is stable, should we eradicate the poisonous Shuize Sect completely?"
Upon mention of the Shuize Sect, Jiang Jingxingās eyes instantly filled with intense killing intent and hatred.