Above the starry sky, centered on Zhang Fan, cultivators surrounded him, offering congratulations while also inquiring about purchasing some Huashen Peiyuan Pills.
After all, Zhang Fan had successfully refined over sixteen hundred Huashen Peiyuan Pills this time. Even if he used them all to cultivate and break through to the Nascent Soul realm, he wouldn't be able to use them all. Thus, they speculated that Zhang Fan would likely offer some for sale.
Most of the cultivators coming to buy Huashen Peiyuan Pills were in the Spirit Refining realm, and there were even several cultivators in the Nascent Soul realm. However, Zhang Fan could only politely refuse their requests to purchase.
Of the over one thousand Huashen Peiyuan Pills, a small portion would be bestowed upon his disciples and followers, while the rest would be used to improve his own cultivation.
"Blood Demon, Southern Venerable, you two come with me."
After dealing with the other cultivators, Zhang Fan spoke to the Blood Demon and Southern Venerable and returned to his cave mansion.
With his current strength, he wasn't afraid of offending anyone in the war base, so he didn't offer much explanation. Those who wished to purchase Huashen Peiyuan Pills could only give up in frustration, while also looking at the Blood Demon and Southern Venerable with envy.
They couldn't even buy them, so it was likely that the Blood Demon and Southern Venerable would be gifted many spirit pills, right?
"If Daoist Pu Ji desires Huashen Peiyuan Pills, I can gift you twenty of them." Although Pu Ji True Immortal had not expressed a desire to purchase, Zhang Fan naturally sensed it. As he was leaving, he sent a telepathic message to Pu Ji True Immortal.
Pu Ji True Immortal was delighted but showed no outward change. He secretly sent a telepathic message back to Zhang Fan: "Twenty Huashen Peiyuan Pills are not cheap. I cannot accept such a generous gift for free. I am willing to exchange four thousand military merits."
Four thousand military merits was just the normal market price. However, Huashen Peiyuan Pills were often out of stock in the military depot, and it was impossible to obtain them without some connections. Buying them elsewhere would cost at least thirty to forty percent more.
"Twenty Huashen Peiyuan Pills are nothing. We have known each other for some time, and this is insignificant. Feel free to visit my cave mansion anytime," Zhang Fan replied before flying towards his cave mansion.
Pu Ji True Immortal stood in place, contemplating. Four thousand military merits were indeed insignificant to Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan's willingness to gift them was also in consideration of their past camaraderie and shared battles. Dwelling on it too much would make him seem overly sentimental.
Pu Ji True Immortal could only silently remember this favor.
The Blood Demon and Southern Venerable followed Zhang Fan into the cave mansion. The Blood Demon, with limited knowledge, could not identify the grade of the spirit pills Zhang Fan had refined. With a face full of smiles, it said to Zhang Fan, "Master, the immortal-grade spirit pills you just refined smell very fragrant. Why not give me a few bottles to try first?"
Zhang Fan smiled and produced a Huashen Peiyuan Pill. The pill spirit had been sealed by Zhang Fan. Its color was as lustrous and round as a pearl, holding immense allure for cultivators in the Nascent Soul realm. If not for the fear of being slapped away by Zhang Fan, the Blood Demon would have pounced to snatch it.
"This spirit pill is called Huashen Peiyuan Pill. It is a high-grade immortal pill that can help cultivators in the Spirit Refining realm accelerate the fusion of their primordial spirit and physical body. It is also greatly beneficial for the cultivation of the primordial spirit."
Zhang Fan looked at the Blood Demon and Southern Venerable and said, "I will give each of you one hundred pills. However, you must remember that when you are in the Primordial Spirit realm, you cannot consume more than twenty Huashen Peiyuan Pills. Otherwise, when you enter the Spirit Refining realm, fusing your primordial spirit and physical body will become incredibly difficult."
After speaking, Zhang Fan waved his hand and tossed out two jade bottles, which landed in the hands of the Blood Demon and Southern Venerable respectively.
The Blood Demon clasped the jade bottle, filled with excitement. These were one hundred high-grade immortal pills! If sold, they could fetch dozens of immortal treasures, right?
However, it was just a thought. Although it was greedy, it understood that its own strength was paramount. While the Blood Demon was lost in its reverie, Zhang Fan tossed out another jade bottle, which landed in its embrace.
"Master, what is this?" The Blood Demon became faintly excited. Could it be that Master doted on it and was giving it double the attention?
"Blood Demon, I have a task for you," Zhang Fan said, looking at the Blood Demon. "This jade bottle contains eighty spirit pills. Take it to the Nascent Soul battlefield and give these eighty spirit pills to Lin Haotian, Liu Mu, Wuchen Sword Immortal, and Tianhua True Lord. Twenty pills each. And instruct them that before they break through to the Nascent Soul realm, they can refine at most ten pills."
The Blood Demon felt a hint of disappointment. It had thought it was receiving special treatment from its master. However, considering that Lin Haotian was still struggling on the Nascent Soul battlefield, it also hoped that he could break through to the Nascent Soul realm soon, so they could fight side-by-side.
Not long after the Blood Demon and Southern Venerable left, Pu Ji True Immortal also came to visit.
"Brother Ten Absolutes, you are so well-prepared this time. It seems you are truly determined to break through to the Nascent Soul realm in one go," Pu Ji True Immortal said, his white robe fluttering, an ancient sword on his back, his face gentle and smiling, his eyes full of envy.
"Your cultivation has reached the peak of the Spirit Refining realm. I observe your swordsmanship, and it has touched the threshold of the true intent of the Great Dao. It should not be long before you comprehend the true intent of the Great Dao and break through to the Nascent Soul realm," Zhang Fan replied.
Pu Ji True Immortal shook his head helplessly and said, "In this war base, there are more than a thousand cultivators who have reached my level. However, among these thousand people, fewer than a handful can break through to the Nascent Soul realm."
Zhang Fan sat in place, picked up the clear tea on the table, took a sip, and said, "Try attacking me with your sword."
"Hmm?" Pu Ji True Immortal was stunned but quickly realized that Zhang Fan was preparing to guide him. Filled with surprise and joy, he immediately drew his sword and attacked Zhang Fan with his most skilled technique, the Four Seasons Sword Style.
The power of heaven and earth was affected, constantly changing, as if all four seasons coexisted, showcasing the profound mysteries of the Dao.
Zhang Fan bent two fingers, using them as a sword. No matter how the swordsmanship changed, it was easily deciphered by Zhang Fan. As for his body, he remained seated in place, not having moved an inch.
After his prolonged assault yielded no results, Pu Ji True Immortal stopped holding back. With a soft shout, he exclaimed, "Four Seasons Return to Origin!"
The power of the sword tip became incredibly condensed at this moment, as if it contained a world, and it pierced towards Zhang Fan's brow.
With a crisp sound, Zhang Fan pointed his two fingers at the sword tip, repelling Pu Ji True Immortal, who crashed against the wall of the cave mansion. Pu Ji True Immortal felt his internal magical power in disarray and an indescribable discomfort.
"The true intent of the Great Dao does not require broad exploration, but rather deep study. You have rushed your path. While the Four Seasons Sword Style is infinitely profound and a complete Dao, it is evidently too difficult for you to comprehend this Dao at the Spirit Refining realm."
After saying this, Zhang Fan tossed a jade bottle to Pu Ji True Immortal.
Pu Ji True Immortal understood, bowed deeply to Zhang Fan, and then left the cave mansion. However, he was constantly pondering Zhang Fan's words, countless flashes of inspiration flickering in his mind, yet he could not grasp them.
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