Chapter 1384: Another Breakthrough

Ye Bufan held the Medicinal Pill in his palm; it was crystal clear, like it was carved from beautiful jade, and it emitted a captivating fragrance.

The Witch God should have been a powerful being, but unfortunately, a wisp of his Clone ultimately transformed into his own Medicinal Pill.

The Divine Essence Pill has a strong nourishing effect on a Cultivator's Mental Energy. He wondered what kind of surprise it would bring him this time. Thinking of this, he raised his hand and put the Medicinal Pill into his mouth.

Everything was quiet, unlike when one's cultivation improves, which usually emits a powerful Aura.

About an hour later, he suddenly opened his eyes, which gleamed with brilliance. The range covered by his Divine Sense had reached a thousand meters, encompassing the entire Brown Manor.

His current Realm is the Soul Transformation Stage, and above that are the Void Refining Stage and the Body Integration Stage.

The last time he took the Divine Essence Pill refined by Old Ancestor Sanyang, his Mental Energy broke through the existing Realm of his Physical Body, leaping from the Soul Transformation Stage to the Void Refining Stage, which is equivalent to the Emperor Realm in Martial Dao cultivation.

This time, there was another improvement, reaching the Great Perfection of the Void Refining Stage. Although he had not yet entered the Body Integration Stage, he was only a hair's breadth away.

"This is truly good stuff!"

Ye Bufan sighed with boundless emotion. As his Mental Energy improved, the power of his Divine Soul Blade would also greatly increase.

Although his current cultivation was slightly lower than Ye Tian's, in terms of combat power, he could completely kill a Void Refining Stage expert by leapfrogging Realms.

It was a pity that something like the Divine Essence Pill was a rare find; he didn't know when he would be able to improve again.

He then took out the black Medicinal Pill and walked into Ye Tian's room.

As a Heavenly Corpse, Ye Tian possessed an alertness far beyond that of ordinary people. The moment Ye Bufan entered the door, he suddenly opened his eyes. Upon realizing it was his elder brother, he immediately relaxed.

"Eat this and see if it can help you advance further."

Ye Bufan said, handing over the small black Medicinal Pill.

Logically speaking, although Ye Tian now possessed his own consciousness, physically speaking, he was still a Corpse Puppet. A Medicinal Pill condensed from Yin Sha Qi should be very useful.

Ye Tian took the Medicinal Pill and threw it into his mouth without hesitation. Soon, an increasingly powerful Aura emanated from him, and his cultivation indeed broke through again, reaching the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Corpse Realm, capable of instantly killing any Martial Saint expert.

A few minutes later, he slowly opened his eyes: "Thank you, Big Brother."

"Why be so polite between brothers?" Ye Bufan said, "When do you plan to return to Xiangxi?"

"No rush.

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I'll go back when Big Brother goes back."

"Do you want to call the Old Man first?"

A hint of hesitation flashed across Ye Tian's face. As the saying goes, 'the closer to home, the more timid one becomes.' Having been a Corpse Puppet for so long, and then suddenly regaining human consciousness, he felt an indescribable emotion towards his Family.

Deep down, he knew they were his closest Family, but his body had become a Corpse Puppet and was no longer the Zhu You Sword he once was, at least having lost the possibility of carrying on the Family line.

He hesitated for a moment and said, "Give me some time. I'll call back in a few days."

"Don't think too much, and don't make it hard on yourself."

Ye Bufan knew he needed more time to adapt, so he didn't say much more, turning and returning to his own room.

Federal Capital, Berwick Family.

In a luxurious room, Olivier stood with his head bowed, his expression filled with respect and cautiousness, as if fearing he might inadvertently offend the other person.

Facing him stood a blonde woman with an exquisite face. From any angle, she exuded extreme beauty.

Her figure was incredibly graceful, like a masterpiece sculpted by an artist, with curves in all the right places. Dressed in a low-cut long dress, she emanated endless charm.

She was Denniston, the Young Miss of the Berwick Family. At this moment, her eyes were fixed on the window, seemingly admiring the night view outside.

Her expression was serene. This calm demeanor, unperturbed by favor or disgrace, only added to her Aura.

"Sister, I'm back."

Olivier was the first to break the silence in the room.

"If I hadn't informed you beforehand, you'd be a dead body right now. Could you still be alive and back?" Denniston turned her head. "I just received the latest news: the Ghost Witch Sect's main altar was destroyed by Ye Bufan, and he has already led his people back to Apple City."

Although he had somewhat prepared himself mentally, Olivier was still startled.

After all, that was the powerful Ghost Witch Sect, which had resisted the Divine Court for so many years without being annihilated, yet it was destroyed in the blink of an eye by Ye Bufan.

Then he said indignantly, "Damn it, why is he so strong!"

"Why is he so strong? Didn't you bother to understand who your opponent was before you acted?"

Denniston's exquisite face was filled with anger. "I've already investigated. Ye Bufan is one of the few Martial Saint experts in Huaxia, suppressing the major families in the Huaxia Capital and unifying the martial arts world of Dongying.

Is such a powerful opponent someone you can provoke? How dare you still ask why he is so strong? Don't you know he is the Medical Immortal renowned throughout Huaxia?"

By the end, her Aura grew even sharper.

"At first, I didn't know. I just thought he was an ordinary young doctor, and I wanted to help retrieve the money and manor that had been lost."

Olivier said weakly, "Later, I found out, but by then he had slept with that woman Alicia, putting horns on my head, so I came up with this scheme to deal with him…"

"You useless piece of trash!"

Denniston slapped him across the face. "Didn't you realize that Ye Bufan was deliberately sought out by that woman, with the purpose of breaking off the engagement with our Family?

You lost your mind for a cheap woman. What good are you?"

"I…" Olivier hesitated, but finally roared with bloodshot eyes, "But I am the Young Master of the Berwick Family, her fiancé! What kind of situation is it to be publicly humiliated? I still have my dignity!"

Denniston raised her hand and slapped him again. "Dignity? Have you gotten your dignity back now? Besides losing a Ghost Witch Sect, what else have you gained?"

An abnormal flush appeared on Olivier's face. His breathing was rapid, and his chest heaved violently, like a beast that could explode at any moment.

If others saw him in this state, they would immediately flee as far as possible, because the Young Master of the Berwick Family, on the verge of rage, might do anything, and might even stab a knife into your heart.

But Denniston seemed not to notice, delivering four or five more slaps in quick succession.

Olivier's breathing grew even more rapid, his eyes radiating a bloodthirsty, fierce glow, as if he could tear Denniston apart at any moment.

"Anger is a sign of incompetence. As a man, the most useful thing is your brain. Use your abilities on your enemies, not here in useless rage!"

Denniston finished speaking and kicked him in the abdomen again, sending him sprawling to the ground.

At this moment, Olivier was like a deflated ball, looking crestfallen, "Sister, I know I was wrong."