C550 Ling long dan

It was as if he was completely transforming into a dragon.

In fact, this could indeed be considered a form of dragon transformation in some sense.

However, the Black Flood Dragon was already dead and this transformation was carried out completely under Feng Zhi's control.

When the Flood Dragon Pellet completely turned white, there was once again an unmistakable dragon cry that rang out in the room. Hearing this dragon cry, Long Zhi and the other two suddenly froze.

This is...

Not only was there a dragon roar, but there was also …

"Dragon Qi!"

They exclaimed together.

If the dragon cry could be faked, then the dragon aura absolutely could not be faked.

It was the unique aura of the dragon race.

Obviously, when Feng Zhi had first taken out the Flood Dragon Pellet, it only had a few who could be considered to have the same kind of power as the dragon race, but they were completely unable to compare with the dragon race's power.

But now, even if Feng Zhi's pill furnace could isolate the Qi inside, Long Zhi and the other two were from the dragon race, how could they not sense the dragon Qi that suddenly erupted from the pill furnace?

How could a clearly black dragon core suddenly become the dragon's core, which was also the dragon's pearl?

Long Zhi and the other two couldn't come up with anything no matter how much they thought about it.

Right now, they felt that they couldn't understand Feng Zhi at all.

Feng Zhi did not have the time to care about Long Zhi and the others.

At this point, she had reached the most critical moment in refining the Dragon Increasing Pill.

Now that this dragon core had become a dragon core, its power was countless times stronger than before, and its spiritual consciousness was much sharper than before. However, to refine it into a dragon core was much more difficult.

Of course, to Feng Zhi, it was just a bit more effort.

Only after that did Feng Zhi's True Fire take a full seven days and nights to completely remove all of the consciousness within this newly born dragon core. Leaving behind only the purest energy, she also refined this dragon core into a small ball of milky-white liquid.

"I've finally succeeded." Feng Zhi muttered.

Counting the time she had spent in Profound Martial Continent, this was the longest time she had spent concocting pills.

Moreover, up until now, she had only managed to process the necessary ingredients. She still had a long way to go before she reached true pill formation.

With Feng Zhi's current strength, refining pills for such a long period of time was not considered exhausting for her, so she did not stop to replenish her energy and continued with her next step.

He controlled the milky white liquid within the dragon core and slowly fused it with the medicinal liquid that had been purified long ago.

Although the soul consciousness of the black dragon had been removed from the liquid, it still had its most basic instinct, which was aware of the danger. This milky white liquid was resisting as much as it could while fusing with the medicinal liquid that had already been purified to the point where there was not even a single trace of impurity.

If the medicinal liquid could not be fused with the pill, how could it be refined into a pill?

Fortunately, Feng Zhi had already expected this to happen and wasn't panicking in the slightest.

In the end, it could only be wiped away by Feng Zhi little by little. Now that there was only this ball of liquid formed by the dragon core left, even if she wanted to resist, what kind of waves could she create?

Therefore, it did not take long for the liquid medicine and the dragon core to completely merge, under Feng Zhi's control.

After the refinement, the size of the medicinal liquid gradually shrank until it eventually solidified into a pill the size of a longan.

This pill had been formed.

Feng Zhi smiled with satisfaction as she looked at the last longan sized pellet that was formed in the furnace with her Spiritual Sense, and then at the medicinal properties of the pellet.

Then, she withdrew her True Fire and extended a finger towards the tightly closed lid of the pill furnace.

In the next moment, the lid of the pill furnace flew up into the air.

Almost at the same time, a lump of something flew out of the pill furnace as fast as lightning, as if it had its own will. The moment it flew out, it flew towards a direction far away from Feng Zhi.

If his eyes were a little better, he would be able to see that the small bundle was a golden-bright medicinal pill.

"Trying to run?"

Feng Zhi raised her eyebrows, and casually reached out his hand and gently stroked it.

The pill that had been shot out more than ten meters away was now in her hands. The pill was not willing to be crushed like that. She tried to run away with all her might, but she could not move it at all.

Feng Zhi exerted even more force, and this pellet that she had painstakingly refined, yet wanted to run away with, was completely suppressed by her.

If the other pill refiners on the Profound Martial Continent, especially those from the Mu Rong family, were to see this scene, their eyeballs would definitely pop out.

In the ancient legacies, there were indeed those who spoke like this. If one was able to concoct a medicinal pill beyond Grade 9, then this medicinal pill would be bestowed with Spiritual Sense. It was almost as if a pill refiner had personally created a life of his own.

Furthermore, these kinds of medicinal pills all had a special effect that no other medicinal pill could replace.

Of course, to the alchemists in the Profound Martial Continent, these pills could also have a spiritual nature. It was just a beautiful legend that existed in an ancient book, and not something they could believe.

Even if they did believe, with the top grade nine alchemists in the Profound Martial Continent, they still wouldn't be able to concoct such a pill.

Seeing that the pill had finally been taken, Feng Zhi lightly crooked her jade-like index finger at the pill. The pill that was originally running away flew back into her palm.

The Ascending Dragon Pill.

Flood Dragon Pellet, Flood Dragon Soul, and so many other rare and precious medicines; there was only such a single pellet. From this, one could see just how precious it was.

Just from the name of this pill, one could tell that this pill was definitely related to the dragon race.

If a human martial artist were to consume this pill, their strength would increase by a great deal, but that was all. For those Xiantian martial artists, a single Dragon Increasing Pill was more than enough to make up for their deficiencies.

This was especially so for the newly born dragon race. If they could consume a Dragon Increasing Pellet after breaking their shell, then no matter how poor their talent was, they could instantly become the most dazzling genius amongst the dragon race.

In the cultivation inheritance that Feng Zhi obtained, this Dragon Increasing Pill was only invented by a certain pill refiner as if he was joking around.

After all, in the cultivator's eyes, the dragon race was not some unreachable creature, they were merely a spirit beast. The pill formula for the Ascending Dragon Pill was not hidden from the pill refiner who invented it.

However, even if the pill formula was known by everyone, where would such a pill be forged?

Let alone how precious the spiritual medicines were, even if it was just the Flood Dragon's soul, it still wasn't something that could be obtained by ordinary people. Still, using these things to refine pills was only good for the Dragon Clan?

Heh, who would be so stupid?

Feng Zhi looked at the Rising Dragon Pill in her hand and gently stroked her chin.

So, did she get stupid this time?