After transmigrating into the body of a junior sister of a celestial sect, the cultivation world wen

Little Flower fell silent: "I don't eat this stuff..."

Ning Yue ignored it, picked out a few more plants, and took the alchemy furnace into the inner room.

Xiao Hua finally realized: "...You're going to refine pills?"

"Yes," Ning Yue replied, "make the most of your time to study, you never know when it might come in handy."

Xiao Hua frowned and kicked Ning Yue on the head with a blade of grass.

Ning Yue cried out in pain and covered his head.

"What's wrong with you?!"

Ning Yue was kicked on the head for no reason, and he almost broke the root of the kick.

Grabbing the little flower by the roots, I demanded, "Why did you kick me?"

Little Flower scoffed and pulled her roots back.

"Are you brainless? What are those flower fields for in your mind? Aren't they all ready-made spiritual plants? Why would you bother picking this garbage?"

Garbage...

Ning Yue glanced silently at the personal medicinal fields that other sect disciples envied.

...This is nothing but trash to Xiaohua!?

but……

I thought of that vast, endless flower field in my consciousness space.

...So that's its purpose!?

Ning Yue: "..."

She remained silent for a long time, then gently stroked the roots of the little flower.

Xiao Hua perched on Ning Yue's shoulder, leisurely glancing at her sideways.

Ning Yue chuckled and said, "Oh, why didn't you say so earlier?"

Xiao Hua held her own roots, giving Ning Yue a haughty and aloof glance.

"Aren't you going in?"

"Alright," Ning Yue chuckled shamelessly, then carried the little flower into the inner room.

In the blink of an eye, I entered the consciousness space.

This time, she didn't go into the library, but instead went to the huge sea of ​​flowers where they first met.

It's still the same here as before.

Flowers and grasses of all colors are swaying in the wind.

The flower sea stretches endlessly, without end.

Ning Yue always sighs with admiration whenever she comes here.

"Take a look around. These are all top-quality spiritual plants. Except for some that have developed sentience, feel free to pick the rest."

Ning Yue clicked his tongue in amazement and stood on tiptoe to look around.

"Doesn't this mean I have a high-level spiritual plant field that's all my own?"

"Yes," Xiaohua nodded, "not only that, the soil here is particularly suitable for the growth of spiritual plants, and spiritual plants from outside can also be moved in."

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

Ning Yue was delighted.

"I'm so rich, hahaha, a spiritual plant of this grade could easily fetch a lot of money anywhere."

Xiao Hua didn't refute her: "That's right, there aren't many spiritual plants of this grade outside."

Ning Yue lowered her head and focused intently on rummaging through the sea of ​​flowers.

"Holy crap, is this Moonshadow Grass?! How come there's such a huge bunch of it?"

Xiao Hua looked over and said, "This is an advanced version of Moonshadow Grass. The Moonshadow Grass outside can only be considered an inferior version."

...inferior version.

Ning Yue: "..."

She simply grabbed one and popped it into her mouth.

Try the advanced version and see what it tastes like.

The moment he swallowed it, a surge of spiritual energy rushed straight into Ning Yue's internal organs.

Ning Yue almost vomited.

"How was it?" Xiaohua asked, watching the scene unfold.

Ning Yue clutched her stomach, taking a long time to recover.

I can't speak for the time being, but...

Surprisingly, Ning Yue sensed something shortly after absorbing the spiritual plant.

—Her wood spirit root actually grew strong again.

Even her recently attained realm seems poised for another breakthrough.

Ning Yue opened her eyes wide.

No way, no way, he's almost at the peak of the Golden Core stage?!

After the surging spiritual energy flowed through his body and gradually subsided...

However, he was stuck at the critical juncture of a breakthrough, just a hair's breadth away from reaching the late stage of the Golden Core realm.

It was just a tiny bit short...

But cultivation is truly as simple as drinking water.

Ning Yue straightened up and couldn't help but ask, "Are the spiritual plants here really that domineering?"

"What do you think?" Xiao Hua said, "It means you can eat the spiritual plants here directly. If someone else ate them, they would explode and die immediately."

Ning Yue: "..."

"...Should I be thankful?"

Xiao Hua said, "Normally when you're outside, your spiritual energy isn't enough to support your breakthrough..."

Now that he's consumed such spiritually rich plants, his spiritual roots are fully nourished; it would be strange if he didn't break through.

Ning Yue swallowed hard: "Wow!"

"Stop exclaiming," said Little Flower, "hurry up and pick them to make pills."

Ning Yue can't just pick them casually this time.

After carefully selecting for a while, he finally left the consciousness space.

After coming out, Ning Yue closed the door and released the restriction.

He picked up the furnace and began refining elixirs.

The steps were the same as in the training grounds, almost identical, with no significant differences.

She used a pot last time because she didn't know how to use the alchemy furnace.

But we still have to follow the local customs.

Ning Yue found the instruction manual and started reading and practicing at the same time, with Xiao Hua occasionally offering some pointers.

The grades of elixirs are divided into five levels: low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, earth-grade, and heaven-grade.

The test in the last training ground was to refine a low-level pill.

However, Ning Yue successfully produced one intermediate-grade pill and three advanced-grade pills on his first attempt.

This time, the supply of spiritual plants is plentiful, and they are all of the highest quality.

Ning Yue planned to try a Heaven-grade pill, or at the very least an Earth-grade one.

Little Flower pondered for a moment, holding her petals, then said, "Why don't you go outside and refine pills?"

"...Why?" Ning Yue asked, puzzled.

"You'll thank me," Xiaohua said in a low voice without explaining.

Although Ning Yue found it all very strange, she still obediently went outside.

He found a quiet little hilltop and began refining pills in a very honest manner.

To be honest, the alchemy furnace definitely feels better to hold than a pot.

Ning Yue placed the spiritual plants in order, lit a fire, and adjusted the size.

For some reason, this alchemy process seems exceptionally difficult.

Ning Yue poured all his spiritual energy into the alchemy furnace, almost squeezing out every last drop of it.

The alchemy furnace was like a bottomless pit, trying to drain Ning Yue dry.

Ning Yue had no choice but to hold on to his last breath and do his best to draw more spiritual energy from the outside.

at the same time--

The spiritual energy within a radius of fifty miles from the Fusang Sect surged toward the small hill.

You chase me, I chase you.

The spiritual energy fluctuations were so powerful that even ordinary disciples could sense them.

The disciples practicing and cultivating all turned their heads to look at the small hill in the distance.

"What happened?"

"Why are all these spiritual energies rushing over there like they're courting death? What's going on?!"

The sect leader and elders had sensed such a large fluctuation of spiritual energy long ago.

Because this posture was so familiar, they all subconsciously assumed that Ning Yue was cultivating.

But the more I felt it, the more something seemed off!

This fluctuation is ridiculously strong!

Even if Ning Yue were at the Nascent Soul stage, he wouldn't be this strong, let alone at the mid-Golden Core stage.

The law enforcement elder frowned.

In the distance, dark clouds began to gather on the horizon, layer upon layer, a heavy, oppressive mass.

It looks extremely oppressive.

The formation elder gazed inquisitively towards the mountaintop: "...Could it be that Yinghan is about to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm? Otherwise, why would there be a tribulation of lightning?"

"Possibly!" Elder Fu's eyes lit up.

"Yinghan has been stuck at the peak of the Golden Core stage for a long time; at this point, it can only be Yinghan's tribulation!"

The sect leader looked at the terrifying thunderclouds with satisfaction: "This generation of young people finally has a Nascent Soul cultivator!"

The group went outside and looked towards the location of the small hill.

The sect leader said, "It seems the tribulation lightning will take a while to prepare. Let's go and observe it."

Several elders were immediately delighted and prepared to fly over on their swords.

Only the alchemy elder remained silent, frowning as he gazed at the distant horizon.

Suddenly!

A thunderclap resounded, the sound almost shattering the heavens and earth—

A bolt of lightning as thick as a bowl exploded, illuminating the alchemy elder's face until it turned pale!

He hesitated as he sensed the fluctuations in spiritual energy, interrupting the excited discussion of the other elders.

His lips trembled as he said, "This isn't a Nascent Soul Tribulation, this is—"

"A tribulation of lightning generated by a Heavenly-grade elixir!"