Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 177: Nightmare Tower

Having waited in the corridor for so long, Ling Yuling naturally had no idea what Nie Zhaonan was discussing with her parents inside.

"Hehe, it seems that Yuling still cares about her husband very much? If the two saints let me fight against Wan Sangu, what will you do?" Nie Zhaonan said after exhaling a breath, his body moving non-stop.

"How could they do this? Wouldn't it be very dangerous for you to face off against Wan Sangu, who is at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage? No, I have to talk to them. At least they should send a few elders to assist you." Ling Yulin propped herself up and was about to get up.

"I was just kidding. It was me who took the initiative to ask to fight against Aunt Wan San." Nie Zhaonan explained hurriedly, but there was a smile on his face that came from the bottom of his heart.

"But this is too dangerous, right? You don't have to put yourself in danger for me." Ling Yulin's face relaxed, and she said breathlessly.

"My initiative to take on this matter means I am very confident. Doesn't Yuling trust her husband? And has Yuling forgotten that I have advanced to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul?" Nie Zhaonan's voice was a little rough.

"Ah~, I'm just a mid-stage Jindan cultivator, how could I possibly see through your cultivation level? And I was so happy to see you at that time that I forgot about this matter for a moment." Ling Yulin said with sudden enlightenment, her tone quite indignant.

She now realized that Nie Zhaonan's words were just teasing her. What was even more ridiculous was that she was really like a naive person, being led by the nose.

She is not like this usually. Only in front of her husband will she lose her sense of proportion and stop thinking. And the current situation also makes her confused.

Ling Yuling defended herself in her heart.

However, Ling Yuling was relieved. Her husband had just condensed his Nascent Soul and had the power of a late Nascent Soul cultivator. Now that he had advanced to the middle Nascent Soul stage, it should be no problem for him to deal with Wan Sangu, who was at the peak of the late stage.

"Yuling's cultivation is really fast. She has even caught up with Ying'er and the others' current level of cultivation." Nie Zhaonan sighed as he felt the fluctuations of spiritual energy in Ling Yuling's body.

It has only been a hundred years since Ling Yulin started practicing, but she has already advanced to her current level. This is a very fast speed.

Of course, this is also because she has natural spiritual roots and excellent aptitude for cultivation.

"This is all thanks to the elixir my husband gave me, which helped me improve my cultivation. Otherwise, if I only relied on the resources provided by the Star Palace, I wouldn't be able to cultivate so quickly." Ling Yuling's voice was filled with irrepressible ecstasy.

This soul-stirring feeling made the heart of Nie Zhaonan, a veteran of many battles, slightly moved.

Feeling the strangeness of the person behind her, Ling Yuling didn't care and continued, "If this continues, I can easily condense my Nascent Soul within the next hundred years, or even faster."

Ling Yuling's eyes lit up slightly, and her words were full of imagination for the future.

As the young master of the Star Palace, she naturally understood the concept of condensing the Nascent Soul in two hundred years. For her, it meant becoming a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage.

Thinking of this, she became a little curious, and turned around to ask with a thirst for knowledge: "Husband, at what age did you condense your Nascent Soul?"

When she asked this question, Ling Yuling already had a vague answer in her mind, which was within 200 years. After all, she had been with Nie Zhaonan for so long, and she also understood Nie Zhaonan's cautious style of doing things. The news of condensation of 200 years must be false.

However, Nie Zhaonan's answer still shocked her so much that she couldn't recover.

Admiring the beautiful face that is as rosy and smooth as rouge, and the slightly wrinkled eyebrows from time to time, exuding the charming and attractive style.

Nie Zhaonan paused for a moment, reminiscing about the past, and then said, "I was about 110 years old when I condensed my Nascent Soul."

Nie Zhaonan had no intention of hiding anything. Ling Yuling was now his woman, and the two were inseparable. Of course, she had the right to know.

There was a muffled sound.

Ling Yuling, who had been attacked fiercely, finally came to her senses and her cheeks turned slightly red.

Although she knew that Nie Zhaonan had no reason to lie to her, Ling Yuling still showed an expression of disbelief, and asked uncertainly: "Are you kidding, my husband? As far as I know, in the tens of thousands of years since records began, there has not been a person in the entire Chaos Star Sea who has successfully condensed a Nascent Soul at the age of over a hundred years old. I'm afraid there is not even one person in the entire human world."

When she spoke of the latter part, Ling Yulin's face showed a hint of reminiscence, as if she was recalling the many books she had consulted, but in the end she found nothing.

"There is no need for your husband to lie to you. Is Yu Ling questioning your husband's qualifications for cultivation?" Nie Zhaonan said this and increased the "punishment".

"Hmph~, of course not. It's just that my husband condensed his Nascent Soul in just over a hundred years. It's really too amazing." Ling Yuling moaned comfortably and quickly explained.

"It seems that I will be dominated by my husband for the rest of my life." Ling Yuling said with some regret.

She originally had a little hope that with her natural spiritual talent, she would be able to catch up with Nie Zhaonan's level one day, but now all her hopes have been shattered.

"Isn't it normal for you, a junior in the middle stage of Jindan, to be pinned down by me, who is in the middle stage of Yuanying, and unable to turn over?" Nie Zhaonan said with a raised eyebrow, while raising his hand.

There was a crisp sound of "pop".

Leaving a red handprint on the buttocks.

"Ying~, what junior? I am a fairy, and you are just an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage." Ling Yuling retorted unwillingly.

After saying this, Ling Yuling felt that all the pent-up energy was gone and she felt refreshed.

But not everyone has the opportunity to commit a crime in front of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Nie Zhaonan just smiled slightly at Ling Yulin's words.

"Doesn't this mean that my husband has a great chance of breaking through to the Spirit Transformation Stage in the future?" Suddenly, Ling Yuling was overjoyed and spoke out excitedly.

As a Taoist partner connected to Nie Zhaonan, Ling Yuling naturally wants her husband to break through the shackles and reach a higher level with all her heart.

“In the entire human world, there are countless cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage, but there are only five or six who can advance to the Spirit Transformation stage. It is not that easy to break through the Spirit Transformation stage, but my hope is indeed a little greater than others.” Nie Zhaonan analyzed very carefully.

Although the Taiyi Divine Thunder Art that Nie Zhaonan practiced can increase the chance of breakthrough by 30% when breaking through the God Transformation Stage, he also has the help of top-grade spirit stones.

However, he could not guarantee that he would be able to successfully enter the Spirit Transformation Stage after two or three attempts. If he wanted to successfully advance to the Spirit Transformation Stage, he would need the help of other rare treasures or elixirs.

After all, the spiritual energy in the human world is too thin. Even in a spiritual place like Tianxing City, it will not be of much help in breaking through the Spiritual Transformation Stage. Ling Yuling also reacted after hearing this.

If breaking through the Spirit Transformation Stage was so easy, there wouldn't have been no one who successfully advanced to the Spirit Transformation Stage in this Chaos Star Sea for thousands of years, and her parents wouldn't have stayed in this realm for hundreds of years and then had to go to Dajin to seek opportunities.

"By the way, I gained a lot in Xutian Palace on this trip, including the spiritual object of heaven and earth, the Nine-bend Spiritual Ginseng." Seeing that Ling Yuling was a little disappointed, Nie Zhaonan talked about what happened in Xutian Palace.

"Is it the main ingredient of the Nine-bend Spiritual Ginseng Pill that can increase the chances of a cultivator successfully condensing their Nascent Soul by 30%? Hasn't this Nine-bend Spiritual Ginseng long been extinct in the Chaos Star Sea? But there is still such a plant in the Xutian Palace, so it is very likely?" Ling Yuling was once again shocked by what Nie Zhaonan said. She opened her beautiful red lips and said a series of words in a somewhat inappropriate manner.

"My husband, you have such a good chance." Ling Yuling finally sighed sincerely.

Ling Yuling knew that Nie Zhaonan had treasures such as the Golden Thunder Bamboo and the Great Evolution Sutra, which were rare treasures for ordinary cultivators. Now there was another Nine-bend Spiritual Ginseng. If it weren't for her relationship with Nie Zhaonan, she would be jealous.

"You just know this now?" Nie Zhaonan said with a smile.

After a slight pause, Nie Zhaonan continued, "The two most important auxiliary herbs for refining the Nine-bend Spiritual Ginseng Pill are agate horn and monster-companion grass. I collected them while hunting monsters. The other auxiliary herbs are not rare. I will refine the Nine-bend Spiritual Ginseng Pill when I have time."

"Hmm~" Ling Yuling responded softly.

In a bright refining room, Wang Ning, dressed in a purple gauze dress, was carefully examining a tower-shaped magical weapon that she had just refined in her hands, with a hint of doubt on her beautiful face.

"Hey, what's going on? I followed the steps to refine this Nightmare Tower step by step without any mistakes or omissions. How come the quality of the magic weapon I refined has reached the level of a rare treasure?"

After saying that, Wang Ning took a look at the four nine-story towers that were placed on the table beside her. They were shining with black light and were exactly the same as the one in her hand.

The fluctuations of spiritual pressure on these small magic towers are all astonishingly large. In the hands of any foundation-building cultivator, they can be used as a trump card to determine victory or defeat.

But for Wang Ning, a Jindan cultivator, the quality of these small towers was inferior and did not satisfy her.

Although Wang Ning was already capable of refining the Nightmare Tower into a magic weapon based on her current proficiency and experience, she could not accept that the magic weapon could not be perfect and exert its maximum power.

After spending so many years with Nie Zhaonan, her horizons have greatly broadened, and she naturally wants to pursue perfection.

"Let's go ask Sister Ying'er and the others first to see if we can get any advice." Wang Ning exhaled a puff of hot air, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and with a wave of his hand, he placed the small tower in his hand onto the table.

But she had just taken half a step when she stopped and said in surprise, "Husband~", her voice soft and pleasant.

Because in a flash of inspiration, Nie Zhaonan's figure appeared in the refining room, and he took the black tower flying in the air in his hand.

Wang Ning took a half step back, and with a light movement, she was about to throw herself into Nie Zhaonan's arms.

But as if he remembered something, he suddenly stopped moving when he was a few inches away from Nie Zhaonan and did not move forward.

"We haven't seen each other for just a short time, and Ning'er has become so estranged from me. She doesn't even want to be close to me." Nie Zhaonan said with a hint of resentment in his words.

At the same time, he turned the small black tower in his hand over and played with it, showing a slightly interested look.

Wang Ning stretched out her delicate hands and pulled at her sweaty dress, and explained in a low voice: "Ning'er is all sweaty and dirty, and I don't want my husband to get it on me."

Although she knew that Nie Zhaonan was not angry, Wang Ning's tone still sounded a little lacking in confidence.

Nie Zhaonan embraced the small waist that had left him with endless aftertaste, put his nose close to Wang Ning's body, pressed it tightly against her, sniffed deeply, and then said nonchalantly: "Ning'er's sweat is fragrant, how could I dislike it? This is just this time, and it will never happen again."

"Ning'er understands." Wang Ning smiled sweetly, and her two snake-like arms tightly wrapped around Nie Zhaonan's waist.

"Is this a replica of the magic weapon you made?" Nie Zhaonan raised the small tower in his hand in front of Wang Ning and asked.

Hearing Nie Zhaonan's question, Wang Ning agreed and began to introduce softly:

"Well, this tower is called the Nightmare Tower. It is a magic weapon that matches the technique I am practicing, and it is the most powerful one among many magic weapons. This magic weapon has multiple functions. The magic energy it releases can not only imprison and control, but also defend itself. The top of the tower is also very sharp and can be used as an offensive weapon. In general, this treasure has both offensive and defensive capabilities, and its power is also extremely extraordinary. It is a powerful magic weapon."

After hearing Wang Ning's detailed description, Nie Zhaonan also made a judgment.

This Demonic Nightmare Tower is indeed a very powerful magic weapon. In terms of power alone, it is even more powerful than the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword.

Of course, the specific power of the magic weapon also depends on what rare materials it is made of.

“But it is extremely difficult to refine this treasure. When I was refining the Demon Nightmare Tower, I was unable to upgrade the quality of the tower to the level of a treasure.” Wang Ningpo said a little depressed, with a trace of decadence on his little face.

Her current weapon refining level is not weak. She can easily refine other magic weapons into precious ones, but in this Nightmare Tower, she can only refine the top-grade ones, and she herself can't find out the reason.

This undermined her confidence and she even began to doubt her own equipment refining skills.

Nie Zhaonan's weapon refining skills are so advanced that they have far surpassed those so-called weapon refining masters.

In the short moment that Wang Ning was speaking, he had already found the problem with the small tower in his hand and figured out a solution.

"When you were refining this treasure, you refined it in layers, right?" Nie Zhaonan asked in a flat tone, stroking the connection between the small tower in his hand.

"Ning'er did refine this tower layer by layer, and then melted them together. And the jade slips used to refine this treasure also record it like this, so there should be no problem." Wang Ning said with some doubt.

Somewhat confused, he looked towards the small tower, and saw no cracks or flaws on it.

"Give me the refining jade slip." Hearing Wang Ning's answer, Nie Zhaonan was slightly stunned, wondering if there was something wrong with the jade slip.

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