Immortal God of War-Chapter 910 - 869: Twist After Twist

Qin Feiyang waved his hand, battle intent surged, instantly wiping out the blood covenant of the pill fire.

Mu Qing’s body trembled, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Putting the pill fire back into the jade box, Qin Feiyang looked at Mu Qing and asked, "Where’s the pill furnace?"

"The pill furnace Mo Feng gave me is still in the alchemy room, go get it yourself."

Mu Qing wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, gritted his teeth, glaring at Qin Feiyang.

This bastard is simply a bandit.

"Don’t look at me with that gaze."

"Because even if you compensate me with a cluster of sixth-grade pill fire, it can’t make up for my losses."

"Hey, don’t say I’m bullying you, here’s a healing pill for you, hurry up and recover."

Qin Feiyang took out a healing pill with six elixir patterns and tossed it to Mu Qing.

"Ah!"

"You already can refine with six elixir patterns?"

Mu Qing looked at the healing pill, his expression full of shock.

"How about it?"

"Do you admire our boss?"

Fatty said with a sly smile.

"Bah!"

Mu Qing disdainfully raised his middle finger, swallowed the healing pill, got up and tidied his clothes, looked at Qin Feiyang and asked, "Are you done yet?"

Qin Feiyang replied, "Are you ready to go to the Sky Scorpio Tribe?"

"What else do you think?"

"I kindly came to ask you to go to the Sky Scorpio Tribe, and you just beat me up without a word. I’m telling you, this is definitely not over."

Mu Qing snorted coldly.

"I’m always ready."

Qin Feiyang smiled coldly and said, "I need to refine another pill, you go out and wait for me."

Mu Qing’s heart was moved, showing a face of grievance, saying, "You beat me up, and won’t even let me watch?"

"Out!"

Qin Feiyang’s gaze turned cold.

"Fine, you win!"

Mu Qing glared viciously at Fatty, flicked his large sleeves, and stormed out.

"Alas, what a waste of herbs."

After Mu Qing left, Qin Feiyang sighed deeply and walked into the alchemy room again.

Then he waved his hand, and instantly a strong wind rose up in the area, sweeping up all the black smoke, rushing out of the alchemy room.

After that.

Fatty went up quickly to close the stone door.

While the two white-clothed youths outside cursed for a while, perhaps finding it boring, they had already left.

Yan Wei stood at the entrance of the alchemy room and asked, "Should we go outside and guard?"

"You can’t appear at the General Tower, otherwise you’ll be investigated."

"Fatty, give me the herbs."

Qin Feiyang ordered.

Fatty immediately ran into the alchemy room, taking out the herbs for the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill.

Qin Feiyang also took out the Fierce Sun Tripod, placed it on the alchemy platform, closed his eyes, and calmed his mind.

After about several hundred breaths.

He slowly opened his eyes, which were clear without any distractions.

Then.

He mobilized his spiritual power and started refining the pill again.

With the experience of the first refinement, Qin Feiyang was already familiar with the timing for various herbs.

The whole process went smoothly without any accidents.

Over five hundred breaths passed!

All the spiritual liquid was finally extracted, next step was fusion.

"Please, no one come knocking again." 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Fatty prayed secretly.

Yan Wei’s heart was also in his throat.

"Ancestor Mu, don’t be a coward, come out!"

"Telling you, if you don’t accept our challenge, we’ll keep coming after you, leaving you no peace for cultivation!"

What they feared came true.

Outside, the taunting voices of the two white-clothed youths rang out again.

"Damn it!"

Fatty and Yan Wei’s faces changed, and they hurriedly looked towards Qin Feiyang.

"Hmm?"

However, to their surprise, Qin Feiyang was unaffected?

What was happening?

The two looked at each other in confusion.

Another hundred breaths passed.

Whoosh!

A blood-colored divine light suddenly flew out from the Fierce Sun Tripod.

Qin Feiyang reached out his arm, catching it in his hand.

"Succeeded?"

Fatty and Yan Wei exchanged a look, hurriedly ran to Qin Feiyang’s side, staring intently at Qin Feiyang’s tightly clenched hand.

Qin Feiyang glanced at them, slowly opened his palm, the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill immediately came into their view.

This Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill was similar to other pills in size, entirely blood red, yet without any bloodthirsty aura.

It was like a blood gemstone, emitting a hazy glow.

A rich medicinal fragrance filled every corner of the alchemy room.

Moreover, this pill brought with it a faint dragon’s power!

What caught the most attention were the six elixir patterns, like the halo of six angels, circling around the pill, shining brightly.

"Boss, why don’t I try first to see the effect?"

Fatty’s eyes sparkled, drool flowing.

He wasn’t joking.

Because both War Ancestors and War Saints could take the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill.

"Why rush?"

"With your current cultivation speed, you don’t need the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill to boost your cultivation."

"Wait until you breakthrough to War Saint."

Qin Feiyang cast a sidelong glance at him and directly handed the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill to Yan Wei.

Yan Wei took the pill and asked, "Can you tell me now what use this pill has?"

"The purpose of the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill is to enhance the cultivation of War Ancestors and War Saints."

"In other words, as long as you take it, it can instantly make you breakthrough to Nine-Star War Saint."

Qin Feiyang said with a faint smile.

"What?"

Yan Wei was dumbfounded, could there really be such a pill in the world?

"However, whether you’ll succeed in the breakthrough still depends on your luck."

"Because a Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill with six elixir patterns only offers a sixty percent chance."

Qin Feiyang added.

"Sixty percent chance is already quite large."

Yan Wei murmured.

"Let’s give it a try!"

"Try to succeed in one go, so as not to waste another Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill."

Qin Feiyang waved his hand, taking Yan Wei and Fatty with him, and entered the ancient castle.

If they truly succeed, the aura of a Nine-Star War Saint would alarm everyone in the tower.

Breaking through inside the ancient castle is the safest option.

Yan Wei looked at the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill, took a deep breath, swiftly put it in his mouth, and then sat cross-legged.

The small pill contained incredibly astonishing energy.

Yan Wei felt this most clearly.

The moment the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill melted, that energy surged into his body like a torrential flood beast, crazily rushing in.

His organs and limbs were trembling uncontrollably under the impact of that energy.

He felt as though his body was about to explode.

At the same time.

He was able to clearly feel that every cell, every inch of flesh and blood in his body was undergoing transformation under the refinement of the energy.

Time passed breath by breath.

The pores all over Yan Wei’s body gradually exuded some black substance, emitting a rancid odor.

These were the impurities in his flesh and blood.

His physical body became purer than before.

His spirit and mind were also sublimating step by step.

And his aura grew stronger.

"Looks like he might succeed in one go."

Fatty muttered.

Last time.

When the Double-winged Snow Eagle unlocked the sixth tier of the Door of Potential, it took a Small Creation Pill with only five Elixir Patterns, yet it successfully unlocked.

Now, with Yan Wei taking a Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill with six Elixir Patterns, there’s no reason he would fail.

Another few dozen breaths passed.

Yan Wei’s aura had already climbed to the peak of an Eight-Star War Saint, just half a step away from stepping into Nine-Star War Saint.

Just then.

His surging aura suddenly slowed down.

Qin Feiyang’s eyelid twitched—is this a sign of failure?

"Why is this happening?"

"Is the energy of the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill insufficient?"

Fatty couldn’t help but get nervous.

"Old Yan, keep going!"

"Yes, don’t give up."

"Although it’s a bit slow, your aura is still rising—there’s still a chance."

The wolf king and other beasts voiced their support in unison.

"Right, the ingredients for the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill are so hard to find, you absolutely can’t give up easily."

"You must succeed!"

Yan Wei shouted furiously in his heart, clenching his hands tightly.

However.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t stop his aura from declining.

Qin Feiyang frowned, decisively asking Fatty for another batch of Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill ingredients, leaving the castle to refine it once more.

The third furnace was smoother than the second.

In less than two hundred breaths.

He appeared in the ancient castle again.

At this point.

Yan Wei had already ceased his attempt to break through, and his aura had fallen back to its original level.

He sat on the ground, dispirited, his face unable to hide his disappointment and frustration.

Fatty and the others were whispering encouragement beside him.

Clearly, he had failed.

Qin Feiyang walked up to Yan Wei, smiling calmly, "This is always a matter of luck, nothing to be discouraged about—let’s continue."

"This..."

Yan Wei looked up at the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill in Qin Feiyang’s hand, feeling a strong desire, yet also anxious.

He feared another failure.

"You’ve already come this far, you certainly need to keep going—you can’t let that effort go to waste, right?"

"Don’t overthink it, even if you fail this time, I still have seven batches of ingredients."

"I refuse to believe that with a total of ten batches of ingredients, you can’t successfully break through."

Qin Feiyang said, his stubbornness coming forth as well.

Even if he exhausted all the ingredients today, he was determined to help Yan Wei reach Nine-Star War Ancestor.

Hearing these words and seeing Qin Feiyang’s sincere expression, Yan Wei was deeply moved.

"Thank you."

He slowly raised his arm, taking the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill from Qin Feiyang’s hand.

At this moment.

No words could express his gratitude to Qin Feiyang.

Only by giving his all could he repay this young man before him.

The disappointment and frustration in his eyes finally faded, replaced by a determined resolve!

Without hesitation, he swallowed the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill.

Vast energy exploded once again within his body, like a series of furious waves, rushing to every part of his body.

Boom!

His aura surged once more.

In less than ten breaths, it soared once again to the peak realm of an Eight-Star War Saint.

However.

The previous circumstance occurred again.

Fatty and the others grew anxious.

But no one was more anxious than Yan Wei.

"I must succeed!"

"I cannot let Qin Feiyang’s expectations down!"

"Break it for me!"

He clenched his hands tightly, shouting fiercely, his teeth gritted, eyes wide.

Boom!

In the next instant.

The descending aura suddenly erupted like a volcano from within.

At this moment.

His black hair flew wildly, his clothes fluttered, radiating an astonishing pressure.

His aura was rising sharply!

"Boom!"

Suddenly!

A dull, explosive sound echoed from his body, finally breaking through the shackle!

His overwhelming aura finally surged to Nine-Star War Saint!

"He did it!"

Qin Feiyang and others exchanged glances, ecstatic beyond measure.