Body Tempering with Medicinal Liquid

After a long silence at the cemetery, Ning Yunqing kept muttering something to herself on the way back.

Ning Fan wasn't very good at strategy; he could only guess some of the meaning behind the epitaph, which probably described the old sect leader's character during his lifetime.

The boy silently kept what he had just heard in his heart. Faced with the suppression from the two great empires, the only thing he could do now was to become stronger as soon as possible and make his opponents submit with his strength.

Therefore, after bidding farewell to his uncle and finishing a day of Soul Master theory classes, Ning Fan rushed all over the auction houses in Nine Treasures City to find the eight spiritual ingredients on the prescription.

Most of these items come from the Soul Hunter Forest and are reasonably priced, making them affordable for ordinary Soul Masters.

But to Ning Fan's surprise, the sanctions imposed by the two great empires came so quickly.

All trade routes within the empire have imposed extremely high tolls on the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School's caravans. In just a few days, the prices of these basic spiritual items in the auction house have soared more than tenfold!

What should have been a few gold coins to collect medicinal spiritual items ended up costing Ning Fan nearly a hundred gold coins, even though he had to come and collect them himself.

I can't imagine how the sect will conduct its business if things continue like this.

In order not to affect market prices or attract attention, the boy did not dare to buy too many sets, only managing to collect ten sets for the time being, which cost him a little over a thousand gold coins.

However, the reality is not entirely pessimistic. Because of Ning Fan's existence, in addition to the sanctions imposed by the two great empires, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School has seen a significant increase in distinguished guests coming to discuss cooperation every day.

Given Ning Yunqing's mindset and strategic thinking, it shouldn't be long before he comes up with a way to deal with the sanctions.

After returning to his renovated room, Ning Fan dismissed the guards and, after making sure no one was around, found a large wooden tub for bathing, poured in clean water, and began preparing the spiritual ingredients.

"Dragon Spirit Grass, Ice Crystal Fruit... Oh my god, I'm freezing..."

Ice Crystal Fruit is cold in nature, and Soul Masters need to activate their Soul Power to resist the cold and absorb nutrients. Ning Fan made a careless mistake, and this first set of medicinal herbs is ruined.

Fortunately, there were still nine sets waiting for him to try out the proportions, so he wasn't flustered at all.

Finally, after three failed attempts, on the fourth try, a clear, icy blue liquid, radiating a cool sensation, filled the entire wooden basin.

"It feels so cool, it must have worked, right?"

The boy gently dipped his blistered little hand into the concoction he had prepared himself in the wooden basin, and immediately felt a chill run through his body.

After confirming that the liquid in front of him was indeed the finished product, Ning Fan gritted his teeth, took off his clothes, and plunged into it.

In an instant, a numb sensation swept through his limbs and bones, and Ning Fan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

The moment the icy liquid touched his skin, he shivered and couldn't help but cry out in surprise.

He hurriedly mobilized his soul power to neutralize the surrounding medicinal liquid. The warm current of soul power flowed through his body. Ning Fan trembled slightly. His body was somewhat weak, and the medicinal liquid was too potent.

The boy gripped the sides of the wooden basin tightly with both hands, his fingers turning white and veins bulging, as he struggled to stay inside the icy liquid.

As his body gradually went numb, Ning Fan even began to doubt whether this was truly a medicinal potion. Was the Ten-Tails trying to trick him?

A soft "hmm" quietly rose from the corner of the room, but the boy was gritting his teeth and holding on until he had no time to pay attention to his surroundings.

Just as Ning Fan could no longer bear it and almost jumped out of the basin, the bone-chilling cold suddenly lessened.

With the neutralization of the boy's soul power, the chill in the medicine was finally digested, leaving only the most perfect essence for him to absorb.

Ning Fan clearly felt the warm soul energy mixed with a slight coolness traveling through every vein and meridian of his body.

The swelling in my arms, which hadn't subsided much after a day, was now visibly fading under the nourishment of the medicinal essence. My skin was becoming whiter and more tender, and even the speed at which my soul power circulated had increased significantly.

"call……"

Sitting in the gradually cooling medicinal liquid, the young man gently exhaled a breath of cold air. At this moment, meditating and cultivating had increased his soul power by at least fifty percent.

After enduring the biting cold, the feeling of the medicinal essence nourishing his body was so comfortable that Ning Fan quickly became immersed in it, enjoying the process of the medicine helping him to strengthen his physique.

Moonrise, moonset, sun rises in the east...

Overnight, the essence of the medicine in the wooden basin had decreased by about one-third. Ning Fan, who was sitting inside, exhaled a breath of stale air and slowly opened his eyes.

The boy's arms have now fully recovered, and an unprecedented feeling of comfort spreads throughout his body.

This elixir, made from a mixture of various ice-attribute spiritual substances to forge the body, was indeed extremely potent. Fortunately, Ning Fan, whose soul power level was quite good, withstood the pressure and was not consumed by the cold.

"Wow, it seems this prescription is enough for three uses. That's quite amazing. Little guy, where did you learn this prescription? It's clearly an advanced body-forging method for ice-attribute soul masters! Unlike the things from your Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, which even I have never seen before."

Just as Ning Fan was marveling at the effects of the medicine, a surprised voice came from the corner of the room, startling him.

"who!"

Ning Fan hurriedly jumped out of the basin. He had been so focused on his cultivation last night that he hadn’t noticed anyone sneaking into his room.

He hastily pulled out a long robe and draped it over his shoulders. With a flick of his right hand, a silver-white fan appeared in his hand, pointing directly at the direction from which the sound came.

At the same time, Ning Fan also activated his Sharingan, and his powerful visual perception allowed him to see the being hiding in the corner of his room.

"Hmm, not bad weapon, and the stable soul power fluctuations... it seems Wang Yan was right! It really is a true-body martial soul!"

This was an old man who looked like a beggar, with disheveled hair, greasy clothes, and a gourd hanging from his waist.

After being discovered by Ning Fan, he staggered out from the corner, took a swig of strong liquor from his gourd, and stared intently at the boy.

"Hey, put away that big fan of yours. With your strength, you can't hurt me. If I really wanted to mess with you, even it probably couldn't stop me."

The disheveled old man looked the boy up and down and laughed.

"Don't worry, I am Xuanzi, everyone calls me Elder Xuan, um... you've heard of Taotie Douluo, right? I have no ill intentions towards you. Also, do you find it fun to be naked? Hurry up and put on some clothes, we have important business to attend to later."

After saying this, Xuanzi, seeing that the young man before him was still wary, deliberately added another sentence:

"You still remember that kid Wang Yan, right? I was invited by him. Hmm, you should also call me Elder of the Sea God Pavilion."

Grand Elder of the Sea God Pavilion.

Taotie Douluo Xuanzi!

Staring suspiciously at the disheveled old man in front of him, Ning Fan was greatly shocked. The last time he sensed the aura of a powerhouse above the Title Douluo level was when his own sect's Guardian Douluo made a move.

Facing Xuanzi at this moment, he couldn't sense even the slightest fluctuation of soul power!

If it weren't for his self-introduction and his ability to evade the Sharingan's ability to detect his surroundings, Ning Fan would probably have mistaken this slovenly guy for a beggar under normal circumstances.

They might even give them some money so they can have a good meal.