Supreme of the Heavenly Realm-Chapter 697 - 691: Heavenly Thunder Baptism

The managing Elder took out his Contribution Token, ready to trade with Ye Xuan.

"Wait."

Ye Xuan waved his hand and then withdrew it.

"What’s the matter, thinking of going back on your word?"

The managing Elder’s face darkened, his displeasure quite evident.

"Of course not; it’s just that I have another elixir recipe here that I’d like to package and sell to you," Ye Xuan said, smiling.

"You have another?"

The managing Elder was stunned, then looked at Ye Xuan somewhat incredulously. This lad, had he robbed an Alchemy Hall of some sect?

"One last scroll. If you want it, add another thirty thousand."

Ye Xuan took out another elixir recipe and said with a smile.

The managing Elder took the other recipe, examined it carefully, and his eyes lit up, "The effects of this Emperor Heart Pill are no less than that Domineering Body Pill of yours, good, I’ll take it."

These unique elixir recipes were equivalent to one’s original formulations. If he refined pills according to these recipes, he could also claim the resulting elixirs as his unique creations. Slowly refining and selling them over time would be a substantial source of income.

Thirty thousand Contribution Value might seem like a lot to others, but for an Elder like him, it was not at all much, just a trifle.

"Elder Zeng, I’m selling you all of my treasured recipes; in the future, if we have more transactions, you have to give me a good deal."

Ye Xuan, having obtained sixty thousand Contribution Value, was very satisfied. He knew that Elder Zeng, who managed the Deacon Hall and oversaw Contribution Value, probably made his share of secret profits—a common practice—and likely did not lack for Contribution Value.

If he needed to exchange for items in the future, it was still important to maintain a good relationship with him.

"Don’t worry. If you have any more elixir recipes in the future, remember to come to me. By the way, what do you want to exchange for?"

Elder Zeng smiled broadly, clearly very pleased after obtaining Ye Xuan’s elixir recipes. He now looked quite favorably upon Ye Xuan, as these recipes were not easily obtainable.

"Five jars of Holy Body Ointment."

Ye Xuan spoke calmly. In the old man’s eyes, he surely had gotten a great deal, but in fact, those recipes were trivial to him.

"Holy Body Ointment? Are you going to condense a Sacred Body?"

Elder Zeng was momentarily taken aback, then sized up Ye Xuan carefully, a flash in his eyes, "Not bad, lad, most of your body has already been sanctified, with only the five internal organs remaining—the most crucial parts that cannot be neglected."

To ordinary people, the outer body shell seemed most important, the main defense of the body. But they did not realize that the defense of the five internal organs was even more crucial. In the world of Saints, after the Sacred Body is condensed, even if one is missing arms or legs, those can be regrown with one’s life force. However, if the vital organs are damaged, repairs are much trickier.

"I’m aware, which is why I’ve prepared five jars of Holy Body Ointment, ready to condense the Sacred Body in one fell swoop."

Ye Xuan had made up his mind; he would not emerge from seclusion until he had condensed a Saint Body and broken through to become a Saint.

"Five jars of Holy Body Ointment, that’s one hundred thousand Contribution Value. Give me a moment."

Elder Zeng nodded. Five jars of Holy Body Ointment might have been sufficient for ordinary people, but looking at the fluctuations in Ye Xuan’s aura, being at least five times that of a typical Semi-Saint, it seemed about right for just the remaining vital organs.

One hundred thousand Contribution Value, a sum no ordinary disciple could produce, and even if they could, who knows how long it would take to gather. Ye Xuan producing it all at once did not faze him; after all, regardless of how much Contribution Value he had, it was pointless if it couldn’t be transformed into strength.

"Yes, here are five bottles of Holy Body Ointment."

Elder Zeng handed over the ointment to Ye Xuan, and then said, "Every night at midnight, apply the Holy Body Ointment to the area of your internal organs. After the medicine’s power enters your body, proceed to refine it."

"I understand."

Ye Xuan knew how to use the Holy Body Ointment. After receiving the five bottles, he bid farewell to Elder Zeng and left the Deacon Hall.

Returning to his residence, Ye Xuan immediately began his reclusive cultivation.

After half a day of regulating his breathing and running his True Yuan through a full Circulation, having made thorough preparations, he finally used the Holy Body Ointment. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

Upon opening a bottle, Ye Xuan poured out a cool, milky-white solid substance, much like milk, exuding bursts of faint fragrance.

He applied the ointment to the areas corresponding to his internal organs and then sat cross-legged on the ground, quietly waiting for the Holy Body Ointment’s power to penetrate.

After half an hour, subtle changes began to take place in Ye Xuan’s body. The skin where the Holy Body Ointment had been applied slowly became crystal clear as if one could see the movement of the internal organs through the skin.

The power of the Holy Body Ointment, like threads of white light, burrowed into the spaces between Ye Xuan’s organs.

A wave of coolness immediately swept through his entire body. It was an indescribably comfortable feeling.

After a day had passed following the application of an entire bottle of Holy Body Ointment, a layer of foul-smelling black dirt emerged at the locations of his organs – impurities within the organs that the medicine’s power had cleansed and expelled from the body.

Until the process of bone cleansing and marrow washing was complete, Ye Xuan’s body could still be considered that of a mortal. However, after completion, it would no longer be a mortal’s body but a Saint’s Body.

Time swiftly flowed by in this silent cultivation.

Two months passed.

The room where Ye Xuan was located was filled with a sacred light. The source of the light was exactly where he was sitting, with his entire body already covered in a layer of white light. Only the last part of the dragon wings on his back was slowly being enveloped by the white radiance.

It was as if the last few imperfections were gradually disappearing.

Boom!

Suddenly, the sky above the entire courtyard was covered with dark clouds, and a startling thunderclap resounded through the heavens.

"What’s going on?"

Yu, who was outside in the courtyard enjoying her afternoon tea, was caught by surprise as the weather dramatically changed.

The next moment, a terrifying wave of energy swept out from Ye Xuan’s room, causing even the ground to tremble slightly.

"That kid is finally going to break through."

Yu’s beautiful eyes lit up; it seemed her disciple was about to break through to the Martial Saint Realm.

"Whenever one enters the Saint Realm, they must undergo Heavenly Thunder baptism. This kid, he better not destroy my courtyard."

With a flick of her jade-like fingers, a protective barrier emerged around the courtyard, covering the other buildings.

"Who would have thought it would take a full two months to complete the final quenching? Fortunately, the Sacred Body is now perfect."

Inside the room, Ye Xuan was incredibly unstable, the ground shook, and the teacups on the table couldn’t withstand the pressure, shattering into dust.

The entire mountain peak roared, with spiritual energy surging wildly in the skies and thunderous might gathering above, as if a thunder beast was roaring angrily amidst the clouds, shaking the heavens.

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