C1935 The Power of the Fire Source of Nature
Tang Ao was speechless. At this speed, in less than ten days to half a month, it was basically impossible for Netherworld Flame to refine the sun-stone. Let alone ten days to half a month, Tang Ao couldn't even wait a day for that right now. Previously in the Hundred Treasures Pavilion, Tang Ao had already made a promise in front of Yun Luan that he would definitely give her the Spirit Pill tomorrow.1
Now, although Tang Ao already had the ability to refine Spirit Pill, if he did not have the appropriate flame, it would be impossible for Tang Ao to refine a Spirit Pill. Of course, if Tang Ao's cultivation was extremely high, he could use his spirit energy or the internal fire condensed by the celestial spiritual power to refine Spirit Pill. As his cultivation increased, the condensed internal fire would also become stronger.
However, the current Tang Ao didn't need to think too much into it. To refine immortal pills by relying on his own Great Pill Fire, other than some gifted or awakened warriors, without a Star Polar Realm, there was no need to think about it. Right now, Tang Ao's cultivation had only returned to First level of the Spirit Sea Realm, he was still miles away from it.
Seemingly knowing that Tang Ao had met with trouble, Xiao Yan came to Tang Ao's side once more. However, this time, it also obviously knew that Tang Ao would not give the sun-stone to him to eat. Thus, this time Xiao Yan only spat out a ball of light golden flames onto the Netherworld Flame, and the ball of light golden flames quickly merged with the Netherworld Flame.
Seeing Xiao Yan's actions, Tang Ao was startled, but right after, his face revealed joy. Because when Xiao Yan spat out the golden flame and the Netherworld Flame fused together, the Netherworld Flame instantly became extremely violent, like a volcano erupting. And under the violent burning of the Netherworld Flame, the sun-stone that was unable to refine finally had some reaction.
Beneath the celestial pole pupil, Tang Ao saw that the surface of the sun-stone had begun to be covered with tiny cracks. Just a moment ago, after four hours of calcination without any reaction, and after a few breaths of time, he had achieved such an effect, Tang Ao was naturally very satisfied. "Little fellow, well done." Tang Ao praised Xiao Yan generously, and at the same time, took out two Fire Spirit Pearl from his storage ring and gave it to Xiao Yan.
After obtaining the Fire Spirit Pearl, Xiao Yan was even more so not polite to Tang Ao. He immediately grabbed a Fire Spirit Pearl and with a "kacha" sound, the Fire Spirit Pearl was bitten into pieces by the little fellow. Then, Tang Ao heard the little guy put the Fire Spirit Pearl in his mouth and start chewing with a "ga beng beng" sound. Seeing this, Tang Ao could only remain silent. Fire Spirit Pearl s were first class immortal material s, and their hardness was extremely high.
Even if Tang Ao used Soul of Fighting Holy Bone's full strength to send out a punch, he might not even be able to shatter the Fire Spirit Pearl. But at this moment, Xiao Yan directly placed the Fire Spirit Pearl into his mouth and chewed it into pieces like he was eating sugar beans. Tang Ao could only say that the little thing's teeth were simply too good. Even a hard Fire Spirit Pearl was nothing in front of it.
Without continuing to look at Xiao Yan, Tang Ao's gaze returned to the Netherworld Flame. After absorbing the refined earth fire marrow, the Netherworld Flame had become a third grade spirit fire. Now, as long as he refined this piece of sun-stone, the Netherworld Flame would become a powerful existence only second to the immortal fire. However, refining sun-stone was not easy.
The golden flame Xiao Yan had spat out just now was a type of consumable. After burning the sun-stone to the point of cracking, the lump of golden flame had also run out. After the golden flames were exhausted, the speed at which the Netherworld Flame was refining the sun-stone immediately became tortoise speed. As a last resort, Tang Ao could only cast his pleading gaze at the little thing again.
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