Chapter 313 – Surging Spirit Art (IV)

Chapter 313

Surging Spirit Art (IV)

Why did Master suddenly leave?

This was his room, after all.

Long Tao smiled faintly as he looked down at the two new additions; he wasn’t quite sure what to expect, but knowing his Master, it was probably something quite fascinating. He first focused on the pill and its shimmering glow. It took him a moment to recognize it, but once he did… his heart stopped.

He forgot to breathe.

Every ounce of his weight pressed into his soul akin to an anchor, and his mind began to scream.

It was a Divine Essence Pill.

No doubt.

Though every fiber of his being was telling him it was impossible, there was no way he’d mistake something so mind-bending. This slightly glowing pill, with hazy mist surging just beneath its thin coating, was undoubtedly a Divine Essene Pill.

A pill so rare that this was his second time seeing it in person and the first time ever holding it.

A pill so rare that he watched hundreds of Emperors fight and lose their lives just to get it.

A pill so rare that materials to make it were said to appear once every ten million years.

And it was said that there were and would never be more than two alchemists alive who could concoct it, oftentimes sacrificing their future as an alchemist to do so.

A pill that cannot be found even within the Imperial Vaults… his Master somehow produced it. He just barely held himself back from chasing the man down and beating him up for even taking the thing out of the spatial ring, but he held back.

It was truly unlikely that his Master knew the true value of the pill. He may know its effects and what it can do, but likely not that it was the kind of thing literal worlds were obliterated for.

Long Tao felt his hands shake as he held the pill, his heart suffused with greed the likes of which he hadn’t felt since he was a child yearning for greater power.

… it wasn’t simply miraculous. Which meant it was a massive waste to use it here. The reason why Emperors and Empresses fought with all their might to obtain it was precisely because it was akin to having another life–it meant that, in a battle against another Emperor, they would almost always win because they could fight with no recourse.

And now, such power was in his hands.

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In the hands of a Spirit Manifestation Realm body, in some backwater realm that most of the cultivators had never even heard of, procured by a man who seemed less and less of this world with each passing day.