Chapter 141: Refining the Soul Transformation Stage Pill

When Su Yun landed at the gates of Qinghe City with the thirteen newly recruited Nascent Soul female cultivators, the female Disciples guarding the city were startled.

Thirteen Nascent Souls, a dark, overwhelming mass, their Aura was imposing.

Zhou Yuanshuang leaped down from the city walls. Seeing Su Yun, she breathed a sigh of relief, but then seeing the people behind him, she was stunned for a moment.

"Master, these are…"

Su Yun waved his hand. "Newly recruited. Arrange accommodations for them."

Zhou Yuanshuang nodded and took those people to be settled.

Su Yun walked into the city with Valley Master Su Yao following behind him, while Fairy Jianyun and Zi Wuji dispersed on their own.

It was Bai Shuang's first time in Qinghe City, and she looked around curiously before being pulled away by Valley Master Su Yao.

Su Yun did not return to his courtyard and went directly to the Pill Refining Room.

Valley Master Su Yao was already inside. She lined up the nine-turn dragon saliva, ten-thousand-year ganoderma, and sky thunder bamboo sap, then brought out dragon blood grass and other auxiliary Materials, filling the table completely.

She stared at those Materials for a long time and took a deep breath.

"Master, the difficulty of refining the Soul Transformation Stage Pill is very high. This subordinate only has a thirty percent chance of success."

Su Yun looked at her. "Thirty percent?"

Valley Master Su Yao nodded. "The Soul Transformation Stage Pill is an ancient Pill Formula. Although this subordinate has studied it for many years, I have never actually refined it. If I fail, the Materials will be completely destroyed."

Su Yun was silent for a moment. There was only one stalk of ten-thousand-year ganoderma, one bottle of sky thunder bamboo sap, and one drop of nine-turn dragon saliva. If he failed, there would be no second chance.

But he did not hesitate for too long. "Refine it. Thirty percent is enough."

Valley Master Su Yao gritted her teeth and nodded in agreement.

She began to organize the Materials, slicing the ten-thousand-year ganoderma into thin pieces and sealing them in a jade box. She poured the sky thunder bamboo sap into a specially made jade bottle, ground the dragon blood grass into powder, and arranged the other auxiliary Materials in order.

She prepared for two whole days without closing her eyes. Su Yun stayed with her the entire time, without speaking.

On the third day, Valley Master Su Yao ignited the furnace.

The door of the Pill Refining Room closed, and the Formation was activated, isolating all sounds and Auras.

Su Yun stood outside the door and did not go in. He did not understand Alchemy, and going in would not help. All he could do was wait.

On the first day, there was no movement in the Pill Refining Room.

On the second day, a low hum came from inside, and the entire Pill Refining Room trembled.

On the third day, a burnt smell drifted out from the crack in the door.

Su Yun's heart tightened, but the door did not open, and the Formation inside was still operating.

On the fourth day, a rich medicinal fragrance permeated the air, and the entire Qinghe City could smell it.

Valley Master Su Yao opened the door and walked out. Her face was pale, her hair disheveled, and she was covered in sweat, but she was holding a jade bottle in her hands.

"It is done." Her voice was hoarse, filled with exhaustion and joy.

Su Yun took the jade bottle and opened the stopper. Inside lay a Medicinal Pill, warm and moist throughout, with nine-colored light flowing on its surface.

Unlike the Medicinal Pills he had seen on the System interface, this Medicinal Pill emitted an indescribable Aura, ancient and profound, making one want to kneel and bow. The Soul Transformation Stage Pill.

Valley Master Su Yao leaned against the doorframe, panting. "Master, after taking the Soul Transformation Stage Pill, you need to find a quiet place to undergo the Divine Tribulation. The Divine Tribulation varies from person to person; some last only an instant, while others take several days. This subordinate cannot help; it can only depend on you, Master."

Su Yun put away the Medicinal Pill. "I understand. Go and rest."

Valley Master Su Yao nodded and was helped away by someone.

Su Yun stood at the door of the Pill Refining Room, holding the Medicinal Pill, feeling the power contained within it. The Fusion of the Nascent Soul and Divine Soul, breaking the pill to become a god. In the past five hundred years in the Central Region, no one had succeeded in this step.

He returned to the courtyard, where Zhao Lanxin was waiting for him. Seeing him return, the little girl hurriedly came up to greet him, gesturing to ask if he was hungry.

Su Yun shook his head and pulled her into his embrace. Zhao Lanxin leaned against his chest, quiet and still. Su Yun held her for a long time.

"I am going into seclusion," he said. Zhao Lanxin looked up, her eyes red, but she did not cry. She gestured, asking how long her husband would be gone.

Su Yun said he did not know, perhaps a few days, perhaps a month. Zhao Lanxin nodded, stepped out of his embrace, ran into the house, took out the embroidered belt, and tied it for him.

She lowered her head, her fingers steady as she tied the belt, then straightened his lapels. She looked up and smiled at him. Her husband must return.

Su Yun lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead. "I promise you."

He turned and walked out of the courtyard, flying toward the outside of the city. To the north of Qinghe City was a barren mountain, rarely visited by people, with thin Spiritual Qi, making it a good place to undergo the Divine Tribulation.

Su Yun landed on the mountaintop, found a flat boulder, and sat down cross-legged. He took out the Soul Transformation Stage Pill from his robe and stared at it for a long time. The Medicinal Pill shimmered with nine-colored light under the moonlight, as warm and moist as jade.

He placed the Medicinal Pill into his mouth.

The moment the Medicinal Pill entered his stomach, a massive power exploded. That power was not Spiritual Qi, nor was it True Essence, but a tremor from the depths of his Divine Soul that he had never felt before.

His Nascent Soul opened its eyes within the Dantian, and the nine-colored light surged. The Nascent Soul began to expand, growing from three inches to one foot, from one foot to three feet, becoming larger and brighter.

He felt his Divine Soul being torn apart and then reconstructed. The excruciating pain made him almost faint, but he gritted his teeth and held on tightly.

The sky began to change color.

Dark clouds surged from all directions, covering the moon and the stars. The cloud layer grew thicker and lower, pressing down on his head like a huge black curtain.

Lightning flashed within the clouds; it was not ordinary lightning, but purple, carrying an Aura that destroyed everything. The Divine Tribulation had arrived.

The first bolt of lightning struck down. Su Yun did not dodge, nor could he. The Divine Tribulation locked onto the Divine Soul; there was nowhere to hide.

The lightning struck his body, and he trembled violently, feeling a tear in his Divine Soul. Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but he did not fall.

The Nascent Soul spun wildly within his body, repairing the tear bit by bit.

The second bolt of lightning struck down. It was thicker and brighter than the first. Su Yun gritted his teeth and endured it forcibly. His Divine Soul was torn again, and the Nascent Soul's repair speed could not keep up. His consciousness began to blur.

The third bolt of lightning. The fourth bolt. The fifth bolt. Each one was twice as strong as the one before. Su Yun was covered in blood, sitting in the pile of rubble, unable to distinguish directions. His Divine Soul was riddled with holes, and his Nascent Soul was dim and lusterless. But he was still alive.

The sixth bolt of lightning brewed in the clouds, delaying its descent. Su Yun looked up at the sea of purple lightning. He knew this was the last one, and also the strongest. If he endured it, he would achieve Soul Transformation. If he did not, his Divine Soul would be destroyed.

He closed his eyes. Within the Dantian, the Spiritual Qi from the Enslavement cultivation feedback gathered from all directions, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, surging into his broken Divine Soul.

Zhao Lanxin's, Zhou Ruoyun's, Liu Wugou's, Elder Han Yue's, Zi Ling's, Fairy Jianyun's, Valley Master Su Yao's, and those female cultivators whose names he could not even recall. Their Spiritual Qi was weak, but their numbers were vast, and gathered together, they formed an endless, flowing river.

The sixth bolt of lightning struck down.

Su Yun opened his eyes and threw a punch. This punch condensed all his power: the Power of the Five Elements, Thunder Spirit Power, Ice Soul Power, Blood Fiend Power, and the Spiritual Qi from the countless Enslavement feedbacks. The force of the punch collided with the lightning, exploding into a blinding light.

The light dissipated.

Su Yun stood on the mountaintop, covered in blood, but his Aura was completely different. His Nascent Soul had disappeared, and his Dantian was empty.

But deep within his brow, a small figure sat cross-legged, with nine-colored light flowing around its body, emitting an ancient and profound Aura. That was his Divine Soul, and also his Primordial Spirit. Initial Stage of Soul Transformation.

He looked down at his hands, feeling the unprecedented power within his body. Soul Transformation and Nascent Soul were indeed worlds apart. He looked toward the west. That was the Western Region, the direction of the Xuanming Sect. Three of the Initial Stage of Soul Transformation. A smile curled at the corners of his mouth.

"Wait for me."