Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

Gan Hong did not give up. He came to the place where the spiritual mark finally dissipated, but there was no trace of Song Wen anywhere.

After searching the nearby area, Gan Hong could not find any trace of Song Wen, so he could only head towards Fangzhu City in frustration.

Arriving at the west gate of the north city of Fangzhu City, the forbidden barrier lit up at the gate blocked Gan Hong's way.

He took out a cyan sword-shaped token.

There is a word "foreign" engraved on the token, which is the pass for monks with foreign surnames to enter and exit the North City.

Those holding this token can only enter and exit the North City through the west gate.

After injecting some mana, the token lit up with a faint cyan light.

Gan Hong passed through the restriction smoothly.

After entering the North City, he stopped flying in the air and walked towards the center of the city on foot.

But not everyone walks on the ground like him.

There were many monks flying in the sky above him, including those in the foundation building and even Qi training stages.

Without exception, these people are all members of the Xing family.

In the north city of Fangzhu City, only members of the Xing family have the right to fly in the air.

People with foreign surnames, even advanced Jindan monks like Gan Hong, must abide by the Xing family's rules and walk on the ground.

Soon, Gan Hong entered a majestic mansion.

Arriving deep inside the house, he knocked on a study room.

"My eldest son, Gan Hong has come to return your orders."

"come in!"

A deep voice came from the study.

At the same time, the door opened on its own.

The decoration in the room is extremely luxurious, and every item has strong spiritual energy fluctuations.

In the center of the room, a young monk with a handsome face was sitting cross-legged on an exquisite futon.

This person is the eldest son of the Xing family, Xing Liren.

"How is the search for nine third-level alchemists going?"

Xing Liren's voice was very soft, but it revealed an indescribable majesty.

"My eldest son, so far, only five alchemists have been found, and there are still four more to go."

Gan Hong, who knew he was in trouble, said cautiously.

"It's only been two years since the Magic Conference was held. Why has the alchemist matter been delayed for so long? A few months ago, didn't you say you found a new third-level alchemist?" Xing Liren said.

Gan Hong bowed and clasped his fists and said, "My subordinate was not doing things well, and he accidentally noticed the clues, and he escaped."

Xing Liren glanced at Gan Hong indifferently and did not reprimand him.

"Ask your subordinates to keep an eye on them and report them in time if they find traces of the third-level alchemist. If you still can't recruit nine third-level alchemists after a year, then you will have to think of another way. "

"The magic conference will attract countless monks to gather in Fangzhu City. This is the easiest time to recruit nine soul source body Qi refining period monks, so there is no room for failure."

The power of the soul of a monk who possesses a soul-source body is naturally stronger than that of ordinary people. As one's cultivation continues to improve, the power of the soul will improve more than that of ordinary monks.

Gan Hong said, "I dare to ask this question. There are many alchemists in the Xing family, including many third-level alchemists. Why not directly invite nine third-level alchemists in the Xing family to join forces to refine the Heavenly Spirit Pill for the eldest son?"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Xing Liren's mouth.

"Do you know why I go to such trouble to hold this magic conference?"

Xing Liren did not wait for Gan Hong to answer, but asked and answered his own question.

"Obviously, the Magic Conference was initiated by me, but in fact, it was jointly planned by the entire Xing family."

"This magic conference is just for me, the Xing family, to collect spiritual materials for refining the Holy Spirit Pill."

"To refine the Holy Spirit Pill, the main medicine is the blood essence and soul of nine monks with soul source bodies in the Foundation Establishment Period. A total of eighteen third-level alchemists are required to refine it together for thirty-six days before the pill can be completed."

"At that time, all the third-level alchemists of the Xing family will be mobilized. If the number is still insufficient, how can there be any left for me?"

"In the name of fairness and justice, the magic conference will test the monks' talents and cultivation when grouping the contestants. In fact, it is secretly testing their physical attributes."

Gan Hong bowed and said, "I understand."

Xing Liren said, "Step back and do your work for me. If you can find enough soul-source body Qi-training monks, I will have them refine a Heavenly Spirit Pill for you."

"Thank you Mr. Gan for your cultivation."

What Xing Liren did not elaborate on is:

The Xing family has a long history of secretly cultivating Soul Source Body monks in order to refine the Heavenly Spirit Pill and the Holy Spirit Pill.

Originally, they only had to wait another thirty or fifty years for the Xing family to cultivate enough soul-source monks.

But the Xing family couldn't wait any longer.

Ten years later, it will be time for the Star Sea Alliance to elect a new leader.

The method of selecting the alliance leader is very simple. The number of Nascent Soul monks from each major force and their cultivation strength are considered. The party with the strongest overall strength will be in charge of the alliance leader for three hundred years.

The Xing family has been coveting the position of leader for a long time.

There are three Yuanying monks in the Xing family, namely the early stage, the middle stage, and the late stage of Yuanying.

Although there are many Nascent Soul monks, they are not dominant in terms of cultivation.

In order to improve their strength as quickly as possible, the Xing family thought of the family secret technique "Concentrating Thorn".

Among the three Nascent Soul monks of the Xing family, only Xing Gaohan took the Holy Spirit Pill left behind by his ancestors and cultivated the third level of "Concentrating Soul Thorn". The other two have not yet completed it.

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Song Wen, who got rid of Gan Hong, returned to the cave and took out a blood coffin.

The blood coffin contained a third-level silver corpse.

At the same time, Song Wen also held three Xuanyin stones in his hand.

Before, he had been hesitating whether to use these three Xuanyin stones to refine three new silver corpses, or to use them to upgrade the existing silver corpses to a mid-level third-level silver corpse.

What happened today made him realize that soldiers are more valuable than more soldiers!

In the face of the huge gap in strength, quantity cannot make up for it.

Song Wen put Xuanyin Stone and a large number of various second-level corpse path spiritual materials into the blood coffin.

Then, he summoned the silver fire bird, activated the cold fire of the dead corpse, and fell into the corpse coffin to help the silver corpse refine the spiritual materials.

Green flames rise in the corpse coffin, and the evil spirit of the corpse rises and falls in the corpse coffin.

Along with various corpse path spiritual materials, they are gradually absorbed by the corpse.

Parts of the corpse began to change quietly, and wisps of subtle silver luster gradually emerged.

This silver luster is not dazzling, just like the moonlight falling from the starry sky, exuding an evil and profound aura.

The silver luster gradually spreads, from local to overall.

Every bone, every muscle, and every inch of skin on the silver corpse is gradually changing.

Gradually, the entire body of the silver corpse was wrapped in this silver luster, as if it was wearing a silver armor.

Months passed.

Three Xuanyin stones and numerous corpse path spiritual materials were all absorbed and refined by Silver Corpse. A majestic and ferocious Corpse Evil aura erupted from Silver Corpse and swept the entire cave in an instant.

The air in the cave seemed to be frozen by the breath of the silver corpse, and it was filled with an oppressive palpitating feeling.

The silver luster gradually began to shrink, and the silver corpse returned to the appearance of a rotting corpse.

But the cold light shining in its eyes is frightening.