Primordial Cultivator

Jing Feng was dumbfounded to hear Yang Wei\'s words.

When did he suddenly become so rich?

She had still recalled that he was extremely poor, almost to the point that he can\'t even afford a single cultivation technique.

"Where did you find all these medical herbs?" Jing Feng asked.

Yang Wei flashed a mysterious smile as he remained silent.

Seeing this action of his, Jing Feng couldn\'t help but feel annoyed at him.

After all, any lies he spouts would be easily detected by her. Thus, Yang Wei has decided to keep silent whenever he doesn\'t want to answer her.

"Fine, keep it a secret to your grave," Jing Feng snorted coldly as she began arranging her own medicinal herbs.

"Jing Feng, I can lend you some herbs if you want to. After all, I have way too many to count." Yang Wei said cheekily.

"Hmph, no thanks. One good alchemist does not need to rely on their alchemy furnace or great ingredients."

"Agreed, but without good herbs, the chances of creating a good pill will be decreased."

"Then we shall see about that."

Sometime later, Jing Feng began activating her alchemy flame as she heated up her cauldron.

Feeling the familiarity of the process, Jing Feng managed to find her safe haven again.

It has been a long time since she was able to refine an alchemy pill as she was always worried about Yang Wei during his disappearance.

Not to mention, there were way too many events upcoming when he returned, causing her to have little to no time to refine a pill in a relaxed manner.

"This is much more like it…" Jing Feng muttered. Being able to refine carefreely without any distraction is the kind of life she wanted.

Meanwhile, Yang Wei was awestruck by Jing Feng\'s meticulous alchemy skills.

"As expected of Jing Feng, she\'s already done heating the alchemy furnace up and dropping the medical herbs inside." Yang Wei mumbled as he increased the intensity of his flame.

Time slowly passed by, and both were at the final phase of merging the essences together to form a pill.

Beads of sweat were dripping down from their forehead as they concentrated on the furnace.

Soon, the essence began merging together, and the sect was once again sent into turmoil.

After all, pill lightning was appearing and it would only mean one thing. The sect is going to be destroyed again like last time.

"Goddamn it, didn\'t I tell Jing Feng not to concoct any pill for the time being?" Kong Yusheng exclaimed in shock when he felt the sky turning dark.

"This doesn\'t seem to be a normal pill lightning." Grand Elder Huo suddenly appeared as he glanced at the dark clouds that were emitting some lightning.

"Grand Elder Huo, do you think the barrier in our sect can defend against these natural pill lightning?" Kong Yusheng asked nervously.

If their hard work were going to be wasted because of concoction, then there is really no room for Kong Yusheng to cry in.

Luckily for him though, Grand Elder Huo nodded his head.

"Don\'t worry, Sect Leader Kong. The pill lightning is something created by heaven, hence, it would only direct its attack toward the person refining at the moment. Thus, I will create a gap in the barrier and allow the pill lightning to smoothly strike at them."

"That\'ll be the best."

Sometime later, Jing Feng\'s courtyard was once again surrounded by numerous elders as they glanced at the tyrannical pill lightning clouds.

"Aiyah, from the two glowing lights, I can tell it\'s Jing Feng and Yang Wei competing alchemy again."

"Sigh, our sect might really be destroyed by these two talented monsters."

"What can we do besides wasting our spiritual qi now to defend the surrounding areas?"

With that being said, the rest of the elders began a similar protocol like last time as they evacuated all nearby disciples to somewhere far away.

At the same time, they created numerous barriers around the building, hoping to minimize the destruction that would be caused by the pill lightning.

Meanwhile, back in Jing Feng\'s courtyard, both of them were increasingly close to see the pill forming into a spherical shape.

"Jing Feng, looks like I will take the win in this one." Yang Wei said cheekily as he slammed his palm on the ground.

With a swoosh, the pill within Yang Wei\'s furnace flew out to the sky as it shone brightly.

Just when Yang Wei was getting cocky about his pace, Jing Feng\'s voice suddenly resounded.

"I don\'t think so, Yang Wei."

Slamming her palm down, Jing Feng revealed to Yang Wei that her pill had long been formed and she was merely suppressing it to shock him.

Yang Wei twitched his brow.

"It seemed like you wanted a battle at the pill lightning instead huh." Yang Wei mumbled.

Jing Feng nodded her head.

"Forming a pill is easy, but we all know the real challenge is to have the pill survive the ferocious pill lightning."

"You\'re right, Jing Feng. Then let\'s see who will get the most radiance and pill mark out of the two of us."

"Heh, then make sure to watch carefully."

Jing Feng smirked as suddenly injected the pill with her spiritual qi, shocking Yang Wei for her action.

"What is she doing? Wouldn\'t that harm the pill?" Yang Wei muttered in confusion.

"This little lass… she\'s trying to increase the density of the pill now with that ancient technique?" Meanwhile, inside the Pagoda, Fan Ping was utterly shocked to see Jing Feng attempting this technique.

"How did this world still know how to do something like increasing the pill density and rank at its final pace?"

As Fang Ping and Yang Wei tried to find an answer, Jing Feng was creating a huge thunderstorm with her sudden action.

The pill lighting that was originally surrounding her pill intensified as it detected the pill rank is changing rapidly.

\'Hopefully, I can finally master this technique after years of practice…\' Jing Feng thought.