Chapter Ninety-Five: Clouds and Mist Gather

  Mr. Han had never been so cheerful as he was today, the wrinkles on his old face all smoothed out, his hands and feet dancing with excitement, laughing loudly without end.

  At this moment, Ye Fan was already calm and peaceful, focusing on opening up the bitter sea, quieting his mind to cultivate.

  The sound of the waves was incessant, the tsunami shook the sky, and there were flashes of lightning and thunder, a huge echo reverberating in the stone chamber. Elder Han's heart was filled with longing, eagerly hoping that the seven days would pass quickly.

  The bronze medicine tripod was shrouded in a silver flame, constantly absorbing spiritual energy, and the holy light overflowed to the surroundings, making the entire stone chamber hazy.

  It lasted for more than two hours, the sound of waves slowly faded away, the deafening thunder also gradually disappeared, and the bronze cauldron calmed down, with only a silver flame burning fiercely.

  Han Changlao was not worried, as he had to simmer for seven days and seven nights before uncovering the cauldron lid. It was impossible for strange phenomena to always follow, and in his heart, he had already determined that this was a top-grade spiritual elixir, because it was exactly the same as what was recorded in ancient books.

  It passed a whole day and night like this, the medicine cauldron was still very calm, only the fire was jumping and dancing, the milky white light was flashing constantly.

  In the bronze medicine cauldron, Ye Fan fell into a state of emptiness and clarity, only gradually waking up at this time. The golden bitter sea was once again opened up, expanding greatly, to the size of a lychee without skin, shining brightly like a star in the universe that had been plucked out and fixed inside his body.

  Twenty-seven more divine patterns appeared, like a chain of divine iron, and also like flashes of lightning, lying across the sky above the Sea of Suffering. The most peculiar change was that ripples actually arose on the surface of the Sea of Suffering, with bubbles continuously emerging from the center, bursting open to form a hazy rainbow-colored mist that enveloped the golden Sea of Suffering.

  Ye Fan opened his eyes, and a clear perception of the changes in the bitter sea arrived. A vigorous vitality appeared in his body, and two bright divine lights shot out from his eyes. Not satisfied with this, he stretched out his hand to grab the fruit of the Qingyu Snow Lotus.

  This large green fruit of the eggplant has a bright green glow flowing through it, intoxicating people's hearts, like the Green Jade Essence polished to perfection, flowing with soft light, crystal clear and translucent, green splendor flashing.

  The Qingyu Xuelian fruit is extremely rare, the mother plant grows on a snow-capped mountain several thousand meters high, it takes a thousand years without sunlight to form, surrounded by powerful demons guarding it, and it took Elder Han eight whole years of effort to finally obtain one.

  After the fruit entered his hand, Ye Fan felt a chilling coldness, and the boiling medicinal liquid did not dissolve the Qingyu Snow Lotus Fruit. He was savoring it carefully, like biting into an apple, without making any sound. Of course, he was extremely careful this time, and everything was proceeding in silence. After all, a day and night had already passed, and according to reason, he should have been cooked through by now.

  The green jade-like fruit was sweet and refreshing, but it was cold as ice, causing Ye Fan's body to tremble involuntarily. The vigorous life energy quickly spread to his limbs and meridians.

  Finally, a green light enveloped Ye Fan, his skin was like jade with a strange glow, causing the temperature inside the medicine cauldron to drop continuously, and the medicine liquid stopped boiling.

  Half a time later, the bronze medicine tripod again transmitted the sound of tsunami, and the momentum was even more magnificent. Accompanied by thunder and lightning, the big tripod was slightly trembling.

  The entire stone chamber was rumbling, making Elder Han feel as if he was amidst a vast and boundless angry sea. His heart's emotions rose and fell with the waves, and he muttered to himself: "An omen has appeared again, the Treasure Elixir will surely be formed!"

  Han seemed to have become more than ten years younger at once. He laughed heartily, his heart filled with expectation, and he couldn't wait for the seven days to pass immediately.

  The waves are crashing against the shore with a deafening roar, thunder is shaking the heavens, lightning is flashing across the sky, and the stone chamber is trembling with fear!

  "The day the elixir is completed will be the day I make my breakthrough!" Elder Han was filled with a sense of accomplishment and felt that with such a perfect treasure in hand, breaking through the bottleneck and advancing several levels would not be a problem.

  Inside the bronze tripod, a deafening sound shook the sky, and strange phenomena appeared. However, only sounds could be heard from outside. Han Zhang Lao was unable to calm down, constantly circling around the tripod, excited to the point of being speechless.

  This time, the tsunami and thunder lasted for three hours before gradually subsiding, and the stone chamber slowly returned to calm.

  "After the medicine cauldron is sealed, it can't be opened again and can only wait for seven days... Elder Han's only regret was that he was too cautious and didn't put all the other rare spiritual medicines in, otherwise there might have been even more extraordinary phenomena, and the "heavenly bestowed auspicious colors" mentioned in the ancient books might have come true."

  Despite this, Elder Han was still full of confidence, believing that he had firmly grasped a great opportunity and nothing could change everything now.

  Another day and night passed, Ye Fan slowly opened his eyes, his gaze was bright and radiant, the vitality in his body was thriving, the wounds on his limbs and chest had completely disappeared, without even leaving a scar.

  Ye Fan's golden bitter sea changed again, expanding by a full circle. At the center, the ripples were even more intense, with bubbles bursting out like a fountain, breaking and forming a hazy mist that completely enveloped the area, making the bitter sea extremely mysterious.

  At this moment, Ye Fan was as proud as Han Chang, and both of them felt a strong sense of accomplishment. Their emotions at this moment were almost identical.

  He couldn't be satisfied with that, reached out and grabbed the Feng Huang divine grass, feeling an intense heat in his hand, as if he could feel waves of divine energy fluctuating. Legend had it that only land stained with the blood of the Phoenix God could grow such a divine herb, and Han Changlao had spent over a decade searching for it, scouring countless ancient lands and ruins before finally finding this one precious sprout, which was worth a city!

  The nine-leaf phoenix spirit grass shines like bright red agate, with a fragrance that floats and intoxicates the heart, making people involuntarily drunk.

  Ye Fan put it in his mouth, and after just a few chews, the divine grass transformed into a dazzling red haze that surged into his body, instantly enveloping his body in a mysterious red glow, as if there was a burning flame.

  If it were an ordinary person's body, it would have turned to ashes by now. However, Ye Fan's physique is extremely special. The sea of suffering is like a bottomless pit that can never be filled, and all the brilliant red sunsets are like rivers flowing back into the sea, ultimately being absorbed completely.

  At this moment, his flesh, viscera, and skeleton were crystal clear, spotless, like a magnificent work of art, radiant with splendor, his skin also flashing with a crystalline luster, the power of life flowing slowly.

  When the tsunami and thunder occurred, Han Zhanglao was startled again, walking around the bronze tripod repeatedly, saying: "Han Mou is indeed blessed by heaven..."

  When Ye Fan woke up again, he found that the golden bitter sea had expanded by one circle, but it was not much larger. Because, as the cultivation progressed, it became more and more difficult, and the effects of the three kinds of spiritual medicine were similar, so this first expansion was the largest.

  After the three rare elixirs were refined, Ye Fan's bitter sea underwent a stunning transformation. At its center, colorful mist rose and surrounded countless divine patterns. The lower part of the bitter sea seemed to have a volcano reviving, with bubbles surging up and rays of light constantly bursting out of the surface.

  Ye Fan was clear about this and did not feel confused.

  The cultivators of the Sea of Suffering must go through several processes. At first, only a small amount of life energy lingers above the Sea of Suffering, accumulating day by day, and as the energy increases, it will condense into divine marks, like iron chains stretching across the top of the Sea of Suffering.

  As the bitter sea continues to open up, and one's cultivation deepens day by day, bubbles will surge out, bursting to form clouds and mist. Until later on, the bubbles in the bitter sea are like a fountain, as if a volcano has erupted, with clouds and mist soaring and spreading out, dazzling and breathtaking.

  One day, when the "volcano" under the sea of suffering is completely revived, the colorful clouds will gradually turn into liquid, and at that moment, it can be attempted to impact the boundary of the life spring. If successful, the "volcano mouth" will have divine springs gushing out.

  The cultivator of the Sea of Suffering boundary must go through these three processes to impact the Spring of Life boundary. Ye Fan has gone through the second process today, and the golden center of the Sea of Suffering is almost boiling, with energy gushing out like a spring, where clouds are steaming and misty, like a volcano reviving, continuously erupting, extremely brilliant.

  "If I were to refine all the rare and precious spiritual medicines collected by Elder Han, find a place to retreat and study the Taoist scriptures carefully, maybe in one or two years, I can break through to the Mingquan realm..." Ye Fan muttered to himself, with a hint of expectation.

  However, he must first get rid of the current crisis and save his own life, otherwise everything is just an illusion.

  Ye Fan had refined all three spiritual medicines, but he didn't make any rash moves. He quietly waited for an opportunity, and now three days have passed, and he still has to wait four more days before opening the cauldron.

  The liquid inside the bronze medicine cauldron can be used to extract the essence of a hundred herbs, and there is enough for half a cauldron. Although it cannot be compared with spiritual medicines like Jiuye Fenghuang Shencao, it also contains a large amount of life essence. It's still early, so Ye Fan naturally wouldn't let it go to waste, quietly sitting in meditation to cultivate his skills, absorbing the pure energy into his body layer by layer.

  Two days later, Han Zhanglao felt a bit strange because there were no more unusual phenomena, and the fragrance of medicine floating out of the copper cauldron became weaker and weaker, until finally there was almost no fragrant smell.

  "What's going on......" He was somewhat suspicious, and finally seemed to remember something, muttering to himself: "Could it be that the treasure has just been formed, with its essence still hidden within?"

  "That's right, it must be! Legend has it that when the peerless treasure pill is formed, all its essence will be fully absorbed and not a single wisp of fragrance will leak out, nor will any medicinal effect be wasted." Han Changlao was extremely excited, saying: "Now I can confirm it, I have successfully refined the legendary treasure pill!"

  For the past two days, Ye Fan had absorbed all the essence contained in the medicinal liquid. His bitter sea of Qi was like a gushing spring, with clouds and mist rising, like a dormant volcano erupting again. It could be said that he was surrounded by a halo of light, his spiritual energy was steaming, and colorful mist was swirling around him.

  After calculating the time, it would take two more days to open the cauldron. Ye Fan was extremely calm and quietly waited for the opportunity to start refining the spiritual energy contained in "Fire Scorch". Point by point, silver light continuously rushed into his body.

  Time passed quickly, and two days flew by in an instant. Han Changli laughed heartily, like a night owl crying out in joy. He prepared to open the cauldron lid and take out the "Precious Elixir".

  "You little monster, it's all because you ate the legendary Sacred Fruit and Divine Spring. In your next life, be born into a good family, this life is destined to be for my sake."

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