Chapter 1778 One Pill, Three Years of Cultivation

Chapter 1778: One Pill, Three Years of Cultivation Chapter 1778: One Pill, Three Years of Cultivation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Femi Kabbah knelt down, recognizing this as a tremendous opportunity.  Braydon Neal, accepting the kneeling, closed his eyes to work on perfecting the technique.  He tapped into the memories from two lifetimes—the memories of the leader and Lord Lukyan Flerov.  In those lifetimes, he was a major figure: one had challenged thousands of races, and the other had destroyed the Ancient Divine World, killing countless immortals.

With his memories restored, Braydon’s cultivation level had returned.  The only limitation now was the 100,000 Dharma Idols in his body—a level of cultivation never before achieved.  No matter how high one’s realm was, the physical body could only handle so much Dharma power.

In just 15 minutes, Braydon perfected Femi’s cultivation method and handed it over.

“The formless elephant holds profound mysteries.

I’ve refined it for you and integrated it with a special technique.

You can now comprehend it.” With that, Braydon left.

“Luke,” he said, “you’re full.

It’s time to go!” “Alright!” Luke Yates, having eaten his fill, followed his brother out.

Sagan Lazenby, with his sister, joined Braydon as they continued through the trial world.  Meanwhile, Femi remained behind, absorbing and understanding the perfected cultivation technique.

For seven days, Femi was covered in ice and snow.  When he finally emerged, his aura had surged, and his cultivation had advanced through three minor realms, from the eighth to the eleventh level of the spirit body realm.  He seemed on the verge of another breakthrough but restrained himself.  He knew that pushing further could destabilize his foundation.

As Femi opened his eyes, his body became ethereal.  He split into three forms, which merged and returned to one—like finding his way back to the path.

His combat strength had tripled, and his aura had become even more formidable.  His power was now comparable to a perfected spirit body.

The 1,000 dragon riders were astonished.

“Commander!” they exclaimed.

“Dharma transformation!” Femi had moved on from the path-returning realm and was now perfecting his technique.  However, his path had shown several flaws.  Suddenly, a massive Dharma Idol appeared behind him—an immense figure representing him.  Alongside it, a second Dharma Idol emerged, shaped like a sword.  This sword-shaped Dharma Idol was incredibly unique.

As Femi opened his eyes, he spoke gratefully, “The cultivation technique is being perfected.

My teacher has integrated the monarch art and the 100,000 Dharma transformations into it.

This technique will allow me to cultivate directly to the peak!” “Reaching the peak means you can face the peak!” Femi recognized the immense potential of a perfected cultivation method.  He knelt and kowtowed in the direction where Braydon had left, saying solemnly, “I will always remember your kindness, Teacher.” In the universe, such relationships were deeply valued.  The act of teaching was akin to raising someone from birth.  From now on, Femi would be Braydon’s disciple, and in the future, during the war among the ten thousand races, Femi would need to repay this kindness and stand by Braydon.

In the distance, Sagan asked, “Why did you help him?” “I’ve mentioned before that all human descendants cultivate my technique,” Braydon replied indifferently, as if he were unconcerned about it.

Sagan eyed him with suspicion, sensing that there was more to this situation than met the eye.  Perhaps he was overthinking it, but something felt off.

Luke rolled his eyes and said softly, “Femi might be taking advantage of us now, but in the future, he’ll have to repay us.” “Understood!” Sagan immediately grasped the situation.  He glanced at Luke and said, irritated, “You’re not dumb either.

You’re as sharp as a tack!” “Idiot!” Luke looked at him as if he were an idiot.  “Was there ever a fool among the children from the northern territory?” Braydon ignored them and said, “Before I came in, I brought a batch of alchemy materials.

Next, I’m going to refine the Fourth Revolution Body Refinement Pill.

Luke, it’s time for you to start cultivating!” “Brother, I can’t go into seclusion.

I need to go out and train!” Luke protested with a bitter expression when he heard he was going into seclusion.

Braydon believed him!

Sagan was shocked.

“Third Revolution Body Refinement Pill?

Isn’t that a body-tempering path pill used by the spirit body?” “If I want to fuse with 100,000 Dharma Idols, this is the path I must take!” Braydon’s tone was resolute.

“I hope you’ll stay in the eternal realm,” Samara Lazenby whispered.

“I hope you don’t end up fighting a peak realm expert.

Otherwise, we’ll all be in despair!” “Eternal killing a peak?” Sagan was stunned.  He wouldn’t dare to even dream of such a thing.  There was no record of such battles in the universe.  An eternal killing a peak was a story too outrageous to be told, even to children.

“I don’t have any other choice,” Braydon said softly.

“If I want to merge with 100,000 Dharma Idols, I need to refine my body!” Sagan and his sister could only continue on their way.  Before they left, Braydon advised Sagan to treat the Hundred Stellar Realm Competition as a trial.  Even if they were eliminated, it wasn’t a big deal.

Sagan could only smile bitterly and leave.

Braydon chose a secret spot, ten thousand meters underground, where the world core was hidden, undetectable.  He brought Luke into his own small world.

“Brother, I want to go out and play!” Luke declared, no longer pretending.  He was done with cultivation and just wanted to have fun.

Braydon ignored him.

“If you haven’t reached the nirvana realm by the time I come out of seclusion, I’ll lock you up here for a hundred years!” “I won’t do it!” Luke exploded in frustration.

Eventually, he realized his protests were futile.  Braydon was known for keeping his promises.  So, Luke grudgingly looked for a place to cultivate in the vast small world.

Meanwhile, Braydon set up a pill cauldron by the river and took out numerous precious old medicines.

One of the jade-like spirit herbs resembled a four-leaf flower in full bloom.  Its texture was warm and moist, and its power was subtly restrained.  It seemed to embody the complete laws of the great path.

This was a 400,000-year-old body refining flower—the main ingredient for the Fourth Revolution Body Refinement Pill!

Braydon opened the cauldron and found that refining this ancient medicine was exceptionally challenging.  His own strength felt somewhat inadequate.

He had no choice but to activate his Dharma Idol.

Out of the 20,000 Dharma Idols, he integrated 3,000 into his body.  Under the influence of this immense power, Braydon refined all the herbs into essence and left it in the pill cauldron.

Refining, tempering, fusing… Under his rigorous control, Braydon completed the first batch of Fourth Revolution Body Refinement Pills.

He produced ten pills in total.  Each pill had a dark, protective pill shell.  Once the robe shattered, the potent medicinal pill was revealed.

The Fourth Revolution Body Refinement Pill!

If someone could perfectly endure the power of this pill, their physical body would be on par with a spirit body!

Braydon swallowed one of the pills.

Bang!

His flesh exploded, and blood bubbles surfaced on his skin.  The intense pain caused his face to turn pale.

Braydon activated the Heaven-Devouring Forbidden Technique to direct the medicinal power into his bones and refine it.

Refining flesh alone was meaningless.  The bones were the foundation that supported the body.  Without honed bones, flesh and blood would merely be an accessory, no matter how strong one’s cultivation.

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