Soon, another week had passed.
You'll find that the more you anticipate something, the slower time seems to pass.
The more effort you put into something, the more time slips through your fingers without you even realizing it.
When I came to my senses, I realized—wait, it's time.
Clearly, Ye Lingyue and Shen Cangzhuo belong to the first type of people.
Jiang Wuyuan, on the other hand, belongs to the second type.
After the other countries in the Slaying the Heretic Alliance quickly gathered 50,000 cultivators of Martial Emperor rank or above under the 'tyranny' of the Dragon Kingdom, these two could no longer contain their impatience.
One reason is that she was an assassin, to put it bluntly, a killer. How could she not look forward to killing?
Another reason is that he hasn't had a proper fight in all these years due to his physical condition. This time, going out to annihilate Night Owl can be said to be a battle he has been looking forward to for a long time.
As for Jiang Wuyuan, he was indeed quite anxious.
After all, if one mishandling occurs, the world could truly be destroyed. How could Jiang Wuyuan not be extremely cautious?
The strength of a half-emperor can be glimpsed from the fact that both Sheng Wanshi and Zhan Wuji returned severely injured.
If it weren't for the seal that held him back, his injuries would have been far more severe than just serious.
—But rather, two corpses.
...
Jiang Wuyuan emerged from seclusion on time today.
During his half-month study of formations, Jiang Wuyuan not only made rapid progress in understanding formations, but he could also clearly feel a loosening in his cultivation.
To break through from Grandmaster to Saint, one does not need to further refine their understanding of the laws; they only need to gather the power of their blood and qi into a pill, just like the blood crystal within a magical beast.
This pill is commonly known as the 'Blood Pill'.
Blood pills have different grades, divided into four ranks: Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow.
Blood pills of the Yellow Rank are red, those of the Profound Rank are purple, those of the Earth Rank are silver, and those of the Heaven Rank are gold.
Of course, Jiang Wuyuan also received accurate information from the sword spirit.
Above the Heavenly Ranks, there are the Divine Ranks.
The blood pill is colorless and formless, invisible and intangible.
Jiang Wuyuan's goal, of course, is to reach the God rank.
There are basically two factors that affect the grade of Blood Elixir: the quantity of one's own Qi and Blood, and the quality of one's Qi and Blood.
If the Yellow-rank Blood Pill is a stream, the Profound-rank is a lake, the Earth-rank is an ocean, then the Heaven-rank encompasses all of them, embracing all rivers, forming a self-contained whole.
The divine realm is the boundless universe and starry sky.
Now he has taken a big step beyond the peak of Grandmaster and is heading towards the divine blood pill that no one in history has been able to refine. Even if he fails in the end, at least he tried and will not regret it.
...
After leaving the Battle Tower, Jiang Wuyuan went straight to Xia Fusheng's place.
The military couldn't spare any manpower, so the task of eliminating Night Owl fell to Xia Fusheng.
Of course, Xia Fusheng himself will not leave the Dragon Kingdom.
As the official protector of the Dragon Kingdom, Xia Fusheng's presence ensured that no one dared to harbor any improper thoughts towards the Dragon Kingdom.
Although Xia Fusheng is not the strongest among the three supreme beings, that is only in terms of his own strength.
As long as Xia Fusheng is on the land of the Dragon Kingdom, he will receive the blessing of faith, and it will be no problem for him to fight Nian Qingfeng to a standstill.
The power of faith is mysterious and profound. The Zhuge family attributed this to Xia Fusheng being the leader of the Dragon Kingdom.
The status of the first leader is like that of the emperor in ancient times. They are worshipped by the aura of the nation, can condense the destiny of a true dragon emperor, and receive the blessing of the faith of the entire country.
This is why Xia Fusheng wouldn't easily leave the Dragon Kingdom.
"Uncle Xia." When Jiang Wuyuan arrived at Xia Fusheng's office, he saw two other strangers in the room.
One of them was a stunningly beautiful woman, whose eyes held a chilling coldness, like a block of ice that would never melt.
The other old man... well, how should I put it... at first glance he looks quite intimidating, but then it seems like a bit of a joke.
"These two are people sent by aristocratic families to provide support. They are both peak Saint Realm experts and both served in the military for a period of time back then, so they can be considered your seniors."
This is Ye Lingyue from the Ye family, and this is Shen Cangzhuo from the Shen family.
"Elder Ye, Elder Shen," Jiang Wuyuan bowed respectfully.
“Since you call me Uncle Xia, then call me Uncle Shen.” Shen Cangzhuo looked at the young man in front of him with great interest. “This face, tsk tsk, it’s almost as good as mine when I was young.”
Ye Lingyue rolled her eyes speechlessly, then gave Jiang Wuyuan a stiff smile: "Just call me Aunt Ye."
She doesn't seem to smile often, so her smile at this moment looks very stiff.
But for a beautiful woman, she looks good no matter what.
"Uncle Chen, Aunt Ye."
Shen Cangzhuo nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Xia Fusheng and said, "Is this the person you said we were waiting for?"
"Yes." Xia Fusheng no longer hid anything, "Don't underestimate Xiao Yuan just because he's young. His skills are no less than yours."
Ye Lingyue seemed to be deep in thought upon hearing this.
Shen Cangzhuo, on the other hand, seemed to have turned his brain into mush over the years. Upon hearing Xia Fusheng's words, he immediately pouted unhappily: "A grandmaster can be more powerful than us? We've lived for hundreds of years longer than this kid."
"............" Xia Fusheng helplessly raised his hand to his forehead.
Sometimes he really suspected that Shen Cangzhuo had injured his brain in that great battle.
Ye Lingyue laughed mockingly, but only at Shen Cangzhuo's intelligence: "Say less."
"Hmph." Ye Lingyue's intimidating presence was still quite strong, and Shen Cangzhuo didn't dare to confront her head-on, so he snorted and shut his mouth.
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