62: Chapter 62: The 3rd Drop of Ancient War Dragon Essence Blood 62: Chapter 62: The 3rd Drop of Ancient War Dragon Essence Blood The drop of underground spiritual milk in the palm of Chu Fengmian now appeared milky white.
Merely holding it in his hand, Chu Fengmian was able to sense its extremely refined Spiritual Power.
“It’s just a pity that about one third of the spiritual energy of this underground spiritual milk has already dissipated, and now only about seventy percent is left,” Feng Mian remarked regretfully as he examined the drop of underground spiritual milk.
Now, this drop of underground spiritual milk, having merged into the rock before, had emitted thirty percent of its Spiritual Power, leaving only around seventy percent.
Nevertheless, this seventy percent of the Spiritual Power was still something Chu Fengmian desperately needed.
“If it were a complete drop of underground spiritual milk, I would have the confidence to condense the third drop of ancient dragon spirit blood.
However, with only about seventy percent…”
Chu Fengmian frowned as he looked at the underground spiritual milk in his palm.
It would be somewhat difficult to directly condense the third drop of ancient dragon spirit blood using this underground spiritual milk, but fortunately, Chu Fengmian had obtained not just this drop of spiritual milk; he also had tens of thousands of Qi Gathering Pills.
To condense the third drop of ancient dragon spirit blood was not going to be a difficult task.
“Once it’s condensed, my strength will likely be enough to contend with a Divine Sea realm fighter,” Chu Fengmian anticipated with great eagerness.
This awakening of ancient dragon spirit blood was already enough to immensely enhance his strength.
Currently, having awakened just two drops of ancient dragon spirit blood, Chu Fengmian’s power was already enough to contend with the peak Martial Artists of the Forged Body realm, even to defeat them with ease.
If he were to awaken a third drop of ancient dragon spirit blood, then Chu Fengmian’s power would surely reach the point of contending against the Divine Sea realm, and even defeating a Divine Sea realm Martial Artist was a possibility.
Chu Fengmian closed his eyes and consumed the drop of underground spiritual milk.
Once the spiritual milk entered his mouth, it immediately transformed into extremely refined Spiritual Power and filled Chu Fengmian’s body, over the phantom of the ancient battle dragon.
Layers of Spiritual Power built up, and after a while, another drop of ancient dragon spirit blood seemed to be gradually condensing.
It was then that a sudden sensation of emptiness in his spiritual energy flooded Chu Fengmian’s mind.
Indeed, the Spiritual Power in this drop of underground spiritual milk was still insufficient to condense the third drop of ancient dragon spirit blood.
However, Chu Fengmian was well-prepared for this, immediately grabbing a bottle of Qi Gathering Pills and pouring numerous pills into his mouth.
Chu Fengmian digested the Qi Gathering Pills almost instantly, quickly devouring the Spiritual Power within them.
In almost an instant, an entire bottle of Qi Gathering Pills had been refined by Chu Fengmian.
After consuming a bottle of Qi Gathering Pills, Chu Fengmian felt that the deficit of Spiritual Power within him was still vast.
He promptly took out another bottle of Qi Gathering Pills and continued to gobble them down.
In front of Chu Fengmian, countless empty bottles of Qi Gathering Pills were lined up.
Within just a few minutes, Chu Fengmian had devoured over a thousand Qi Gathering Pills, such an amount of Spiritual Power would have been enough to rupture the body of an average Martial Artist at the third level of the Forged Body realm.
But Chu Fengmian still felt the need for more Spiritual Power.
The phantom of the ancient battle dragon within his body was like an ever-hungry glutton, devouring all the Spiritual Power that entered, leaving nothing behind.
A thousand pills, then another thousand.
Chu Fengmian no longer knew just how many Qi Gathering Pills he had consumed, but looking at the bottles in front of him, there were at least a hundred.
This also meant that Chu Fengmian had consumed nearly ten thousand Qi Gathering Pills.
In front of him, there were only a little over fifty bottles of Qi Gathering Pills left.
“Finally, I’m almost reaching the limit!”
Such a vast number of Qi Gathering Pills had only just sufficed to satisfy the appetite of the ancient battle dragon phantom, and Chu Fengmian was taken aback.
You should know that Chu Fengmian had just refined a drop of spirit milk from beneath the ground—without it, Chu Fengmian might have needed twenty or even thirty thousand Qi Gathering Pills to condense this third drop of ancient battle dragon essence blood.
The wealth of a Lin family estate wouldn’t pass ten thousand Qi Gathering Pills; in a mere hour, Chu Fengmian had consumed wealth surpassing that of a Lin family estate.
But now, Chu Fengmian could hardly afford to fret over wealth; as long as he could obtain power, such wealth meant nothing!
Wealth once gone can be accumulated again, but power is what he most needs right now.
Only with power could Chu Fengmian protect himself and take revenge for his master.
Chu Fengmian roared and, on his body, the ancient battle dragon phantom slowly began to coalesce yet another drop of golden blood.
The third drop of ancient battle dragon essence blood had finally finished condensing.
At the moment this drop of ancient battle dragon essence blood formed, he felt his realm elevate once more.
The fifth layer of body forging.
This single drop of ancient battle dragon essence blood had raised Chu Fengmian’s realm by a full two levels.
Relative to this, the strength within him was what truly astonished Chu Fengmian.
This power was several times stronger than when he had just condensed two drops of ancient battle dragon essence blood.
Chu Fengmian stood up and reached out with one hand towards the space in front of him.
Instantly, a ball of spiritual wind was captured in Chu Fengmian’s hand.
The art of controlling wind.
With a single gesture, he had managed to grasp one of the Five Elements spirits, a feat only achievable by a Divine Sea Realm Martial Artist.
Yet now, Chu Fengmian, at the fifth layer of body forging, had already achieved this.
This meant that Chu Fengmian’s strength was now almost indistinguishable from a true Divine Sea Realm Martial Artist.
One might say Chu Fengmian’s power was that of a true Divine Sea Realm Martial Artist; his capturing of the Five Elements spirits wasn’t like the Lin family head who relied on incantations.
Though the Lin family head could also capture the Five Elements Order, he relied on the power of incantations.
His true strength was still far from that of a Divine Sea Realm Martial Artist.
But Chu Fengmian, now, had accomplished all this with his own strength.
To possess the power of the Divine Sea Realm at the fifth layer of body forging, this feat, no doubt, was likely beyond the reach of the countless geniuses at the Wusheng Academy.
Looking at the geniuses among the seven major sects, none may be as formidable and monstrous as Chu Feng.
This Battle Dragon Technique was terrifying: it was not merely a heavenly manual, but it must have reached the level of a divine manual.
Chu Fengmian thought to himself.
Above the heavenly rank, there’s another level, the divine rank, a realm said to be accessible only to gods and spirits.
A divine manual had always been a legend on the mainland, believed by none.
But now, the power of this Battle Dragon Technique was so overwhelming that Chu Fengmian found it hard to believe that such a manual could be created by humans.