Chapter 1059
byThe Saint Stage is not a very powerful realm in this rich Rainfall Star. There are plenty of people in this realm.
Yang Kai stood on a high slope, holding a wineskin in his hand, drinking and watching.
He didn’t plan to make a move and was determined to just watch the good show.
That martial artist was obviously no match for the Green-Eyed Fire Dragon Beast. He was covered in blood and looked in a sorry state. Several times he narrowly escaped death. All of his defensive secret treasures were smashed to pieces. His abdomen was pierced by the sharp horn on the forehead of the Green-Eyed Fire Dragon Beast, and blood flowed continuously.
Yang Kai thought that this martial artist was surely going to die. Just as he was about to leave in boredom, the situation on the battlefield took a sudden turn.
The eighth-order beast that had originally held an absolute advantage actually retreated again and again, roaring angrily in its mouth.
After all of that martial artist’s defensive secret treasures were completely destroyed, he actually erupts an unimaginable amount of power. Youdaoplaceholder1 all defense he charged at the Green-Eyed Fire Dragon Beast in a fearless posture.
Half an hour later, the internal organs and blood of the Green-Eyed Fire Dragon Beast were scattered all over the ground, and it fell to the ground and died.
That Saint Stage martial artist was also gasping for breath, stuffing a large number of recovery pills into his mouth, but no matter what, he couldn’t suppress his injuries. A large amount of blood gushed out of him, and his vitality quickly flows from his body.
The gap in strength is too great. Although this martial artist finally killed the Azure—Eyed Fire Dragon Beast, he could only fight to the death — this is the limit of what he can do.
Yang Kai walked up to him with a wine pouch in his hand, stood in front of him, and looked down at him.
The dull and frightened eyes of that martial artist seemed to shine with a ray of divine light. He struggled stretched out a hand and reached towards Yang Kai, as if trying to seize his own vitality, but repeatedly caught nothing.
His face was full of the desire for life.
Yang Kai took a sip of wine, crouched down, and without saying a word, forced out a drop of golden blood from between his fingers and dripped it into the open mouth of that martial artist.
The Demon God Golden Blood has extremely powerful recovery ability. Yang Kai has several times relied on it to escape from death.
However, he always felt that his own Demon God Golden Blood was completely not on the same level as what the Great Demon God had back then！
A drop of the Great Demon God’s golden blood had infinite power and contained various mysteries. Yang Kai could spy on a magical power he cultivated from it. Even the Demon General Shirley had obtained huge benefits from a drop of the Demon God Golden Blood.
Although the quality is far inferior, it still has more or less some healing function.
In an instant, that martial artist was enveloped in a faint golden light. An incredulous expression emerged on his face as he felt that his condition seemed to have improved a lot in an instant, and the approaching breath of death gradually dissipated. He had the confidence to survive again.
He looked at Yang Kai in a daze, not knowing why this passing stranger would save his life.
Opened his mouth, but didn’t make any sound.
Yang Kai grinned at him and said, “Don’t thank me. It’s me who should thank you. Well, I can only help you this far. Whether you live or die depends on your own good fortune.”
After speaking, he threw the wine bag that hadn’t been drunk on the ground, strode away, and the laughter came faintly.
A long time later, that martial artist finally managed to sit up straight with great difficulty, stared at the direction where Yang Kai had left, with a look of confusion and incomprehension on his face. He didn’t know what Yang Kai was thanking him for, and only regarded that young man as a neuropathy with a problem in his head！
However, the other party had indeed saved his life, which was indisputable. With a grateful expression on his face, he grabbed the wine bag that Yang Kai had dropped before leaving and took a big swig to celebrate his narrow escape strong liquor entered his abdomen, making him grin his teeth in pain and sweat all over his body. He didn’t dare to act recklessly anymore and quickly operated his profound energy and meditated to heal his injuries.
Inside the valley, Zong Ao was painstakingly refining pills. Now he no longer used his previous method of winning by quantity to refine pills. Instead, just like Yang Kai, he chose the best pill furnace and used the method taught by Yang Kai to refine pills.
Every time a pill with pill patterns was refined, Zong Ao’s old face would smile like a chrysanthemum, with the wrinkles on his face piled up together, looking terrifying and appalling, yet he just enjoyed it.
Anyway, no one would come to this ghostly place. Yang Kai had already left and the only outsider was still in a coma. No one would see his terrifying appearance, so he didn’t need to be concerned about anything.
Just at the critical moment, Zong Ao’s expression suddenly changed, and he let out a light eh: “Back?
He felt a life aura rapidly approaching here, recklessly and extremely fast.
On Rainfall Star, except for Yang Kai who dared to do this, no one else had the guts. Even Lin Mufeng or Halika and others didn’t dare.
Hastily ending the matter at hand and not bothering about the fact that the pill was not successfully refined, Zong Ao waited quietly.
A moment later, Yang Kai walked in.
Looking over with narrowed eyes, Zong Ao couldn’t help but be startled, and the words that came to his lips were quickly swallowed back into his stomach.
He had originally wanted to comfort Yang Kai and ask him to look lightly on life and death. Who would have thought that Yang Kai was actually smiling all over his face at this moment, and there was an indescribable feeling exuding from his whole body.
Zong Ao stared intently for a long time before confirming that that feeling was called confidence！
Slowly shaking his head, Zong Ao put on a smiling face and asked with a smile, “Have you found a solution？”
“No！” Yang Kai replied cheerfully.
“If you haven’t found it, why are you so happy？” Zong Ao was even more confused.
“If I haven’t found it, can I be happy?” Yang Kai asked in return, “Although I haven’t found it, I feel that I should be able to succeed.”
“What do you mean by that？” Zong Ao was confused by Yang Kai’s few words. Without finding a method, how could he succeed？ Grabbing Yang Kai’s arm and shouting, “Explain yourself clearly.”
“It’s not clear. Just watch and see if I can refine the pill cloud！” Yang Kai broke free from his iron hoop-like grip and straightened his clothes.
Zong Ao didn’t say anything more. He restrained his aura and stood aside, paying attention to Yang Kai’s movements.
Actually, he had always wanted to ask Yang Kai. Since it was because of the soul chain that his life was connected to that girl’s, why not go to Shuiyue Star and let the enshrinement of the Hengluo Chamber of Commerce unlock the soul chain? At that time, even if someone died, it would only be that girl.
There was also plenty of time. Even if they set off now, it should still be in time.
But he felt that since Yang Kai didn’t do this, there must be some reason why it was inconvenient for him to go to Shuiyue Star, and there might even be some unknown secrets. Zong Ao was too lazy to inquire too much and didn’t want to inquire either.
In deep thought, Yang Kai had already sat cross-legged in front of the commonly used alchemy furnace.
Then Zong Ao saw him take out various medicinal materials in large handfuls from the Space Ring. Looking carefully, he found that those those medicinal materials were all the materials that Halika had sent over to refine the Lihuo Dan.
The remaining nearly two hundred copies were all piled up together, forming a small hill.
After all the medicinal materials were taken out, he saw Yang Kai take one copy of each from the small hill-like medicinal materials.
The pitch-black demonic flame was blasted out from his hand like a fireball, swallowing the small hill-like medicinal materials. All kinds of Saint King-level materials were instantly reduced to residue and disappeared.
Zong Ao’s eyes widened instantly, and a shocked expression appeared on his face！
He never expected that Yang Kai would do such a crazy thing as soon as he came back.
A last-ditch effort？
This kid burned all the remaining nearly two hundred copies of materials, leaving only one copy. Success or failure depended on this one chance. Was he going to make a last-ditch effort？
Was he going to use the huge pressure to oppress his own potential？
Zong Ao slowly shook his head, and a disappointed expression couldn’t help but appear on his face. In the way of martial arts, in cultivation, and even in battle, using this method to make oneself take a step forward is understandable, and there is a high possibility of success and achieving goals that cannot be achieved usually.
But using this routine in alchemy is a big mistake.
Under the situation of burning the bridges behind, the pressure generated is thousands of times more terrifying than usual. Alchemy, which requires a stable state of mind, is simply not suitable for this path and will only make the situation worse.
If Yang Kai is really burning the bridges behind, then Zong Ao can conclude that he may not even be able to refine the pill pattern.
Just as he was disappointed, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he stared at Yang Kai in surprise, with a thoughtful expression on his face.
He was surprised to find that Yang Kai, who was sitting there, was completely relaxed and there was no trace of pressure at all. That kind of self-confidence not only did not disappear because of the disappearance of nearly two hundred portions of medicinal materials, but became even stronger.
Zong Ao saw a kind of belief in Yang Kai — the belief that firmly believes that he can succeed, which is the sublimation of self—confidence.
Zong Ao was slightly absent-minded.
Is he so sure that he can achieve his goal with this last portion of materials？ Where does he get his reliance and confidence？
Zong Ao sat up straight and paid attention without looking away for a moment.
Just like refining the Li Huo Pill before, every procedure was done meticulously and without the slightest mistake.
Inscribing the spirit array, condensing the medicinal liquid, controlling the heat and the timing of putting in the medicinal materials, changing the spirit array…
Yang Kai seemed to be just repeating what he had done in those six months, but faintly, Zong Ao always felt that his alchemy this time was very different from before. The same movements, the same process, but it could give people a different feeling, making people feel refreshed.
Infected by that proficient and confident atmosphere, Zong Ao couldn’t help but also believe that Yang Kai could do that incredible thing.
He widened his eyes even more, waiting for the moment when the pill cloud was initially formed.
Time passed slowly, and Zong Ao’s mood became more and more tense. He couldn’t help but clench his fists tightly. Even as strong as him, he couldn’t help but feel a kind of suffering like passing a day as if it were a year and he couldn’t wait for time to fly by so that he could see the result earlier.
Yang Kai, however, always maintained a calm demeanor. In the whole world, except for the pill furnace and the tumbling medicinal liquid in the pill furnace, there was nothing else. He even temporarily forgot where he was.
That Saint Realm martial artist who fought to the death with the Green-Eyed Fire Dragon Beast was able to win the final victory, relying not on his strength, but on his indomitable momentum.
He was certain that he could win because he knew that if he didn’t win, he would die！
So he won, although in the end he almost died together with the Green-Eyed Fire Dragon Beast.
From that battle, Yang Kai gained inspiration, so he would save his life.
The alchemy in the first six months, with repeated failures, made his pressure increase day by day, making him consider what would happen if he failed every time he refined pills？ All kinds of distracting thoughts lingered in his mind, and it would be strange if he could refine pill clouds.
But now, he has no distracting thoughts in his heart.
He burned those nearly two hundred portions of medicinal materials not to put himself in a desperate situation, but to strengthen his belief and see if his belief would waver when those two hundred portions of medicinal materials were burned.
He didn’t waver, so he became more and more confident.
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