Mortal Cultivator: Lin Tianzun

Chapter 140 Soul-Fixing Pill

Lin Fan led the alliance, riding non-stop all the way back to the Seven Factions Alliance camp. He didn't even bother to rest for a moment, rushing straight to the camp of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

After meeting the Yuanying stage senior who was in charge of this matter, Lin Fan respectfully presented the results of the mission, and then reported the entire process of the ambush in a clear and detailed manner.

His expression was calm, his voice resonant and powerful, "In this ambush, we unfortunately lost more than a dozen Foundation Establishment cultivators. Fortunately, the troops from the six demonic sects involved in this operation have been completely wiped out."

After hearing this, the Nascent Soul cultivator's face was filled with satisfaction. He said twice, "Excellent! Excellent! Junior Brother Lin, your performance was truly outstanding this time. Go back and have a good rest! The rewards will be distributed later!"

"Yes, Uncle Master." Lin Fan agreed, walked out of the tent, and walked briskly towards the place where the military merits could be exchanged.

After a while, Lin Fan hurried to the door of the battle merit exchange office.

Zhang Tao, with his sharp eyes, spotted him immediately. A warm smile instantly spread across his face as he said, "Fellow Daoist Lin, you're here again! Judging from your appearance, you must have gained quite a bit this time!"

Lin Fan smiled slightly and said politely, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, I'll have to trouble you to help me deal with this time." As he spoke, he took out several tokens of Jindan stage cultivators from his storage bag and handed them over.

Zhang Tao's eyes were instantly drawn to the token. The moment he saw it, his heart skipped a beat, a flicker of surprise and envy flashing across his eyes. However, he quickly regained his composure, still sporting a warm smile as he reached out to take the token...

Afterwards, Lin Fan quickly returned to the camp cave and took out the storage bag he had obtained from killing several Jindan stage cultivators.

He activated his magic power and moved his mind slightly. In an instant, the bag turned downwards, and with a "rustling" sound, countless items poured out.

The first thing that caught his eye was a mountain of spirit stones. A careful count revealed tens of thousands of low-level spirit stones, and nearly three thousand mid-level ones. Such a bountiful harvest was undoubtedly a staggering fortune.

Next came several low-grade magic weapons, including a slender flying sword with a cold glow, a rope with a tough texture and a faint ancient atmosphere, and a brocade handkerchief with exquisite embroidery and overflowing with powerful spiritual energy.

In addition, there are more than a dozen top-tier magical instruments, with various shapes and complete functions, covering multiple categories such as attack, defense, assistance, and flight. Each one is radiant with spiritual light and overflowing with precious light, and it is obvious at a glance that they are all rare and exquisite products.

Lin Fan rummaged around and pulled out a dozen jade slips. Dozens of bottles and jars were scattered around, and no one knew what was inside them.

In addition, there was a large pile of rare minerals, exotic flowers and plants mixed together to form a small hill, with several exquisite jade boxes placed next to it.

Lin Fan patiently checked these items one by one, but after all the hard work, he was disappointed to find that none of them were useful.

After inspecting the items he had collected, Lin Fan's gaze fell on the pile of jade slips. He picked up the first jade slip and probed it with his divine sense. The contents of a top-level martial art, "The Infinite Demonic Art," slowly unfolded...

Then, he picked up the second one, and the "Blood God Demon Flame Sutra" recorded in it was also the top magic technique... In this way, Lin Fan checked one by one, and in the process he also saw many methods of refining magic tools and magic treasures. These special refining methods of the magic way opened Lin Fan's eyes, and even improved his weapon refining skills.

When he picked up the last jade slip, Lin Fan's eyes lit up instantly. Finally, there was something useful for him! This jade slip was densely packed with records of more than a dozen ancient elixir recipes, and one of them, called the "Soul-Fixing Pill," was particularly eye-catching.

According to the detailed records in the pill formula, once a cultivator takes the Soul-Fixing Pill during the critical stage of forming a fetus, the power of the pill will quickly flow through the body, like building an indestructible barrier, resisting the crazy invasion of the inner demon to the greatest extent.

At the same time, the unique spiritual power contained in the Soul-Fixing Pill can also harmonize the disordered aura in the body, stabilize the soul, increase the chances of breakthrough for the cultivator, and help him successfully enter the Nascent Soul realm.

The main materials for refining the "Soul-Fixing Pill" are quite rare. The Blood Soul Crystal is bright red like blood, and contains mysterious soul power fluctuations inside, which is the key to stabilizing the soul; the tranquilizing grass has a subtle fragrance that can soothe the cultivator's inner restlessness and distracting thoughts, laying the foundation for a stable state of mind when forming a baby; the Snow Soul Stone exudes a hint of chillness, and its texture is crystal clear, and it is an indispensable ingredient for balancing the spiritual power of the pill.

In addition, more than twenty kinds of auxiliary materials are needed. Although these materials seem ordinary, they play a subtle role in the refining process, either harmonizing the medicinal properties or enhancing the medicinal power, and together contribute to the magical effect of the "Soul-Fixing Pill".

Over the past few years, Lin Fan had fought bloody battles on the battlefield, reaping rich rewards and accumulating numerous military merits. He roughly estimated that, including this time's gains, his total military merits had already surpassed 700,000. He was only a step away from the coveted one million military merits.

With just a little more effort, Lin Fan would be able to successfully exchange for the invaluable "Infant Transformation Pill." This was a good time, and he figured he could use this time to gather all the materials needed to refine the "Soul-Fixing Pill."

This way, once he successfully exchanged for the "Infant Transformation Pill," he could also begin refining the Soul-Fixing Pill. With both methods working together, he would have a much better chance of reaching the Nascent Soul stage. After all, breaking through the Nascent Soul stage was incredibly difficult, and no cultivator would ever think it was too much, no matter how many methods they had prepared.

Lin Fan knew that breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage was no easy task. Even with his considerable strength, he wasn't completely certain of achieving it. However, with the aid of the "Infant Transformation Pill" and the "Soul-Fixing Pill," coupled with his own powerful spiritual awareness that far surpassed those of his peers, his chances of success might be significantly increased.

After careful consideration, he felt that the probability of success should be over 70%. However, without any medicinal supplements, the probability of success would drop drastically, perhaps even less than 10%.

This is also due to the fact that Lin Fan's own foundation is extremely solid, and the strength of his spiritual consciousness has surpassed that of ordinary Yuanying stage cultivators, so he has this seemingly meager 10% confidence.

If it were an ordinary Jindan stage cultivator who wanted to break through to the Yuanying stage without the help of elixirs, the probability of success would be extremely small, less than one in ten thousand, which is basically equivalent to failure.

Lin Fan sat cross-legged in his cave, meditating intently for several days. As time passed, the long-accumulated fatigue gradually dissipated. Once his condition had returned to peak, he unhesitatingly plunged back into the Golden Valley battlefield, continuing the fight.

"Boom!" A fierce battle broke out in an instant. The Tianshu Sword in Lin Fan's hand shone brightly, and a dazzling golden sword light shot out like a streak of silk, colliding with the flying knife magic weapon sacrificed by the monk of the Yuling Sect on the opposite side.

In an instant, spiritual energy overflowed. With the collision point as the center, the powerful impact wave seemed to be substantial, spreading wildly in all directions like a violent hurricane.

In a corner of the battlefield, a young Fire Phoenix was suppressing the Yuling Sect's Level 5 demon beast, the Mountain Shaking Rhino. This Mountain Shaking Rhino was massive, like a small mountain, and covered in thick, sharp, black scales. Each one was the size of a palm and tightly packed together.

On its huge head, two dark golden rhino horns protruded abruptly, and the surface was covered with mysterious patterns, which showed that it contained amazing power.

Its ears, as big as cattail leaves, flapped constantly, capturing the sounds of the battlefield. Its limbs were short and thick, and every time it pawed the ground, it made the ground tremble, leaving deep scars. Its tail was like a steel whip, and a casual flick of the sharp end could break the surrounding trees.

At this moment, it was trapped by the flames of the Fire Phoenix, and its fur was emitting a burnt smell. However, even in a desperate situation, it was still struggling tenaciously, stomping its feet and swinging its tail again and again, trying to break through the Fire Phoenix's attack.

The Tianshu Sword and the flying knives of the Yuling Sect monks kept colliding in the air, making a crisp "ding-dang-dang" sound. Every collision splashed dazzling sparks of spiritual power, scattering in the air.

This Yuling Sect's mid-stage Jindan cultivator had beads of sweat on his forehead, and his eyes were filled with anxiety and unwillingness.

Seeing that his life-saving magic weapon, the flying knife, and the spirit beast were both at a disadvantage and were no match for Lin Fan at all, he began to secretly think about the escape route.

He is not the kind of person who would risk his life for this war. In his opinion, as long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood.

He just shouted loudly, pretending to launch a final round of crazy attack. The magic formula in his hand changed, and the flying knife shone brightly, stabbing towards Lin Fan rapidly. In fact, he was quietly gathering spiritual power in secret, preparing to find a flaw and perform a life-saving escape technique.

Lin Fan's expression was stern, his eyes fixed on the Yuling Sect cultivator opposite him. His right hand was firmly grasping the sword technique, and the spiritual power in his body was like a surging river, continuously pouring into the Tianshu Sword.

In an instant, the Tianshu Sword shone brightly and emitted a buzzing sound. Strands of golden spiritual power lingered around the sword, like a nimble dragon, majestic and imposing.

"Ding, ding, dang!" The Tianshu Sword and the flying knife collided frantically, each collision emitting a dazzling light and deafening roar. A storm of spiritual energy raged between the two, sweeping up the surrounding sand, rocks, and vegetation, leaving a devastating mess.

After many fierce battles, the flying knife magic weapon gradually lost its strength, and rice-sized gaps began to appear on the blade that was originally flashing with cold light. The metal at the gap was twisted and deformed, and tiny cracks spread around along the gap.

The monk from the Yuling Sect looked at his life-saving magic weapon, the flying knife, which was full of cracks and cracks spreading like a spider web. It was about to break and be damaged. A trace of determination and madness flashed in his eyes.

He gritted his teeth, steeled his resolve, and suddenly shouted, "Explode!" In an instant, the spiritual energy surrounding the flying knife magic weapon suspended in the air surged in chaos, and strange dark red lines appeared on its surface. It was obvious that it was going to self-destruct at the last moment of its life in an attempt to bury Lin Fan with it.

However, Lin Fan seemed to have anticipated this move, his keen perception allowing him to foresee the danger beforehand. He snorted coldly, a cold glint in his eyes, and decisively unleashed the mystical spiritual attack technique, "God-Slaying Soul-Severing Sword."

In his eyes, an invisible thin sword wrapped in a cold murderous intent broke out of his body. This thin sword seemed to break through the constraints of space, instantly crossing the distance between the two people and piercing straight into the sea of ​​consciousness of the Yuling Sect monk.

The monks of the Yuling Sect had no time to make any defense. They only felt a loud bang in their heads, and their souls seemed to be cut by a sharp blade. In an instant, their souls were shattered, and all life was gone. Only a gradually falling body was left, and the flying knife magic weapon was about to explode but without the control of its owner, and its spiritual power was gradually dissipating.

As the Yuling Sect cultivator breathed his last, his spirit beast seemed to have triggered some fatal mechanism. Its fur stood on end, its eyes glowed with a strange bloody light, and black runes lit up across its body. These were the restrictions set by its master. At this moment, the restrictions unleashed their fury, driving the spirit beast towards its doom.

The spirit beast let out a shrill roar towards the sky, and the spiritual energy around it surged wildly and became chaotic, as if it was about to self-destruct.

"boom!"

There was a loud roar, and the powerful air wave generated by the explosion was raging. The surrounding sand, rocks, and vegetation were blown away, and the ground was cracked with shocking cracks.

Sensing danger, the young Fire Phoenix, full of spirit, flapped its wings vigorously, and flames surged around it, transforming it into a stream of crimson light. In the blink of an eye, it retreated to Lin Fan's side. It landed steadily on Lin Fan's shoulder, rubbing its head affectionately against his neck, and let out a few low, uneasy meows.

Lin Fan looked calm as he swept his eyes across the chaotic battlefield. He skillfully put the magic weapon and storage bag of the Yuling Sect monk into his arms.

Then, he flicked his finger lightly, and a scorching fireball shot out from his fingertips. In an instant, the blazing flames enveloped the corpse, and in the blink of an eye, the corpse turned into ashes, leaving no trace.

After completing all this, Lin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and gazed into the depths of the battlefield, his expression a touch of contemplation. A moment later, he quickly disappeared into the distance...

(End of this chapter)