An indescribable feeling of comfort spread through Wang Xiaoyi's mind.
After an unknown amount of time, Wang Xiaoyi's fatigue from long hours of forging magical artifacts and refining pills was completely swept away!
Wang Xiaoyi quickly opened his [Attribute Panel].
Realm: [Thirteenth Level of Qi Condensation]
Physical strength: [97]
Strength: [100]
Spirit: [25]
Agility: [93]
"No way, just one Mind Concentration Pill directly increased my Spirit attribute by 10 points!"
"It wasn't all for nothing! This elixir really works!"
Wang Xiaoyi placed the three Spirit-Slaying Flying Swords in front of him. He then sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and attempted to communicate with the flying swords using his divine sense.
Half an hour later...
The flying sword didn't move, but Wang Xiaoyi moved first!
Wang Xiaoyi's legs went numb after sitting cross-legged for half an hour!
"There are still 9 Concentration Pills left. Let's take the rest first and then try again."
Two hours later...
Wang Xiaoyi's mental attribute has reached 60 points.
"The effects of this Concentration Pill are waning rather quickly. After taking the 10th Concentration Pill, I only gained 3 points of mental attribute."
Wang Xiaoyi had no idea that even in ancient times, no one had ever eaten the Condensing Spirit Pill like candy while in the Qi Condensation stage.
Although the Concentration Pill is easy to refine, the materials are hard to find!
Although Worry-Free Grass is only a blue-quality herb, it has extremely demanding requirements for its growing environment, and it can only be used to refine the Mind-Concentrating Pill if it is harvested within one hour of maturity.
Moreover, divine sense is automatically generated after reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, so there is absolutely no need to forcibly activate divine sense during the Qi Condensation stage.
"I wonder if 60 points of spirit attribute will be enough to communicate with flying swords."
Wang Xiaoyi sat cross-legged again, attempting to control the Spirit-Slaying Flying Sword with his divine sense.
Five minutes later, one of the Spirit-Slaying Flying Swords moved almost imperceptibly!
"It moved! It moved!"
"This is a small step for the Spirit-Slaying Flying Sword, but a giant leap for me, Wang Xiaoyi, to become a sword immortal!"
Wang Xiaoyi was dancing around in the alchemy room, as happy as a 200-pound fat man!
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