Almighty Conceited Sovereign

Looking at his Master who suddenly appeared, and that illusory figure swaying in the wind, Fang Shaobai could not help but shiver.    

Diyi Yan didn't pay attention to the dazed Fang Shaobai as she suddenly took out a medicine bottle and pulled out the cork. However, the medicinal fragrance she expected from the bottle didn't appear, which made Fang Shaobai even more confused.    

With Master's First Inflammation's occasionally somewhat playful personality, he really could have done such a thing.    

The pitiful Diyi Yan, the emperor of a generation, had once seen an endless amount of glory and countless strong warriors begging for pills or something like that. They would smile merrily in front of him and praise him for her character.    

Now, he was being criticized in his own disciple's heart. If Diyi Yan knew about this, she would probably slap Fang Shaobai until she reincarnated.    

"To put it simply, Ling Shen Dan is a medicine that can effectively strengthen your Soul Realm. Take it."    

Diyi Yan's explanation was very simple, and seemed extremely casual. However, if one looked carefully at the corner of his mouth that was twitching, they would understand that the Ling Shen Dan was not as simple as Diyi Yan said it was. Even with Diyi Yan's current Emperor's state of mind, she still felt pain.    

Fang Shaobai did not care about all these, he was too busy being shocked by Diyi Yan's explanation.    

Damn, didn't they say that to level up the Soul Realm one needed a lucky chance? Without a good opportunity, one could only rely on meditation, and there were even pills to level up the Soul Realm. Although this master was dead and only had a remnant soul left, it still seemed to be a treasure?    

Fang Shaobai held the pill bottle in her hand, but had already started to make calculations in her heart. If she could scrape three layers of oil off his Master, it would probably be enough to make him a little powerhouse, right?    

Fang Shaobai's goal was obviously not to become a small Ranker.    

In this world, as long as one could become a martial spirit Ranker, he could be considered a strong Ranker. At the very least, he would be able to walk unhindered in the area of Black Mountain City with a radius of hundreds of miles.    

His goal was to become an emperor like his master, and perhaps even a Martial Saint Ranker of a higher level.    

This was a grand blueprint that required a lot of time.    

If he could become a small powerhouse earlier, then he would have the strength to fight for more resources.    

However, this was obviously impossible.    

Diyi Yan seemed to have already seen through her thoughts from Fang Shaobai's clumsy expression, with just a sentence, she interrupted Fang Shaobai, "I only have these few Ling Shen Dan left, how many Soul Realm I can increase are all up to you, if you want to reap the rewards, it all depends on your own hard work. Un, that's all."    

Diyi Yan immediately shrunk her body into the ring, and no matter how hard Fang Shaobai tried to call for him, there was no reply.    

"Damn, as for that, don't I want to ask how to take this Ling Shen Dan?"    

Fang Shaobai grumbled, but she still couldn't help but smile happily. [What does it mean to have an old man who has a treasure? That is it. That is what it means to provide coal in a snowstorm. That is what it means to provide it with coal in a snowstorm.]    

Since Diyi Yan did not specifically explain how to take the Ling Shen Dan, then it should be taken orally.    

Fang Shaobai carefully poured out a pill.    

Upon seeing it, he was stunned.    

Damn, this Ling Shen Dan was really pretty. It was completely white and transparent, sparkling and translucent. There was even a feeling of spirit liquid flowing within it, making people think that it was a crystal and not a pill.    

"Hey, try swallowing one first."    

Fang Shaobai acted like she was eating lychee and swallowed the Ling Shen Dan inside his mouth. She closed his mouth and quickly focused, wanting to taste the taste of the Ling Shen Dan.    

Unexpectedly, the Ling Shen Dan quickly melted after it entered his mouth, completely devoid of any sour, sweet, and spicy taste. Instead, it strangely disappeared, as if it had never taken a pill before.    

The heck, what is this?    

Even eating a Qi Replenishing Pill had a slightly bitter taste, why didn't this Ling Shen Dan feel anything?    

At this moment, he was stunned.    

Fang Shaobai's face suddenly changed, and instantly discovered that a ball of unknown cool air had suddenly appeared in her head, filling it up.    

He quickly sat cross-legged, using the method of meditation to sense the subtle changes in his mind, hoping to sense the intangible soul.    

In just an instant.    

Although his soul did not feel it, Fang Shaobai felt a different kind of pleasure. His mind was in a state of unceasing recovery but also of extreme sobriety.    

Unconsciously, he was stunned. When he came back to his senses, he found that the roasted wolf leg beside him was already burnt.    

Fang Shaobai was completely shocked. She clearly remembered that before she had eaten the Ling Shen Dan, the roasted wolf leg was at most sixty percent done. With the thick and solid skin of the Jadeflame demon wolf, it would take at least half an hour to get from the six centimeters of cooked meat to the roasted meat.    

It was only after such a long time that he felt his mind reeling.    

Very quickly, Fang Shaobai snickered, and laughed out loud.    

He had leveled up!    

The Soul Realm had really risen in rank!    

Under the nourishment of a single Ling Shen Dan, her Soul Realm actually rose by a large amount. Although he did not directly break through the Eighth Martial Disciple, he had at least reached his peak condition. This Soul Realm gave birth to a powerful soul force, causing one's consciousness to be especially tough and sensitive. Controlling the current wood and fire seventh stage Martial Disciples no longer gave off the pressure from when they had just broken through. Instead, it gave off the feeling of being at ease and at ease.    

With this Soul Realm, he could definitely try to increase his cultivation by a little bit. It was possible for him to reach even the middle stage of wood, fire, and seventh stage of martial arts.    

This Ling Shen Dan was too overbearing, too f * cking overbearing.    

Fang Shaobai felt that consuming a Ling Shen Dan would at least save him three months of meditation.    

Since the Ling Shen Dan was so magical, and Diyi Yan did not tell him not to continuously consume it, how could Fang Shaobai endure it?    

A treasure was a treasure only when it had truly turned into one's own strength. A treasure that the miser seemed to be reluctant to hide away was not a treasure, but rather a piece of dung.    

Therefore, Fang Shaobai impatiently took out the second Ling Shen Dan and consumed it. The second pellet went after the third, and the third went after the fourth. When the fourth was finished and she wanted to take the fifth, Fang Shaobai sorrowfully discovered that the Ling Shen Dan was gone, and after using it, there was only an empty bottle left.    

He was so upset that he almost cried. Such a marvelous thing, why couldn't he enjoy it forever?    

Without the Ling Shen Dan, it would be impossible for Fang Shaobai to directly use the pellets to raise her Soul Realm to the level of Martial Saint in one go. Returning to the real world, she meditated for a while before she consolidated her Soul Realm.    

"Ninth Stage Peak Martial Disciple!"    

Fang Shaobai squinted her eyes, and started to emit a strange light. This Soul Realm was just a step away from the Warrior Realm, if it was a Single Line Warrior, cultivating to the Ninth Stage Peak Martial Disciple would not be much of a problem.    

As a dual attribute fire and wood practitioner, Fang Shaobai had higher requirements for the Soul Realm, but raising her cultivation to the peak of the Eighth Martial Disciple would definitely not be a problem.    

Early in the morning two days later, when Fang Shaobai's figure appeared again, he had already arrived at the boundary between the outer and middle regions of the Jadeflame Devil Cave.    

When the Soul Realm had reached the Ninth Stage Peak Martial Disciple, the first thing he did was to use the Origin Replenishing Pill to increase his cultivation to the limit. At this point, he was no longer satisfied with using ordinary Jadeflame demon wolf to train himself.    

He bravely went towards the middle area, precisely because he wanted to use the stronger Jadeflame demon wolf to train himself. He needed pressure. He needed power that could threaten his life to sharpen his battle consciousness. It grinded his battle consciousness like a stone until it shone, even until it was as bright as a mirror.    

The group of Jadeflame demon wolf once again appeared in Fang Shaobai's field of vision. Looking at their heads, and the auras they gave off, she could tell that these Jadeflame demon wolf were not ordinary, and every one of them were Level One late stage Goblin Beasts, and their strength was enough to contend against any Eighth Martial Disciple, the strongest one even made Fang Shaobai feel apprehensive, as though they were a powerful Wolf King that had already reached the peak of Level One. Only Ninth Martial Disciple could contend against it!    

Fight!    

Fang Shaobai did not hesitate to rush forward.    

The battles were boring, and the constant fighting was unbearably boring.    

Only someone who could endure this kind of boredom could be considered to have the potential to be an expert.    

Fang Shaobai firmly believed in this principle, and thus, he took a firm step forward in the path of the strong.