C274 Congealing Pill

Although Congealing Pill s were top-grade Yuan Level pills, their value was definitely comparable to Primary Spirit Level pills, especially in the Sword Continent, which was much more valuable.

Although he couldn't use one of the Congealing Pill that Qin Zhen gifted to Fang Chen, he could still sell it.

"Be careful when you go back. Be careful of Chen Fa's revenge." Fang Chen lightly patted Qin Zhen's shoulder and said.

"I'll pay attention." Qin Zhen said.

Before Fang Chen left, he gave Qin Zhen a thousand pieces of High-grade Spirit Stone.

Congealing Pill's medicinal effect was comparable to a Spirit Level Beginner Pellet, it's price was extremely expensive, any Spirit Level pellet, the price would increase by several folds.

In the outside world, a Congealing Pill would only cost around eight hundred or so. But in the Sword Continent, a Congealing Pill's price was a thousand.

A thousand High-grade Spirit Stone, for normal warriors, was a huge sum of money. After all, not every warrior could have as many spirit stones as Fang Chen did.

When Fang Chen returned to the Baimei Sword Sect, he did not rush to exchange the pellets but chose to absorb the Congealing Pill first to see its effects.

In the courtyard, Fang Chen sat cross-legged with a Congealing Pill in his hand. Her entire body was shrouded with a dense sword intent.

The sword intent, the sword concept. Long ago, Fang Chen's sword intent had reached the first small realm, but it was stuck at the first small realm and could not be broken through.

When the sword intent reached its densest, Fang Chen engulfed the Congealing Pill and after the Congealing Pill entered his body, it instantly dispersed, and the boundless aura directly dispersed into Fang Chen's limbs and bones.

Hiss, hiss, hiss …

Congealing Pill, as the name implied, was able to condense the sword intent in a martial artist's body, allowing the sword intent to compress. When the sword intent was compressed to the extreme, one could then reach the second small realm.

A quarter of an hour later, Fang Chen opened his eyes, which were filled with smiles.

As expected of a Congealing Pill, its medicinal effects were extremely overbearing. Just by absorbing one, he could feel that the sword intent in his body had clearly been compressed by a little.

"If I can absorb a large amount of Congealing Pill, my sword intent will definitely reach the second small realm." Fang Chen said in his heart.

In the remaining time, Fang Chen went to the Pill workshop and bought nine Congealing Pill, then swallowed them all.

When all nine Congealing Pill had been devoured, Fang Chen felt that the sword intent had shrunk even more. But to compress it to its limits, he would still need a large number of Congealing Pill.

In the blink of an eye, the second competition for the Spirit Sword Sect's resources was about to begin. Fang Chen left the Baimei Sword Sect and headed towards the Sword Continent.

Once again arriving at the Sword Continent, Fang Chen walked over to the Full Moon Pavilion familiarly. This time, Fang Chen clearly understood the process after making a transaction.

After he found the old man, he told him the purpose of his visit.

"How many High-grade Spirit Stone do you need to exchange?" the old man asked.

Fang Chen muttered to himself for a moment, then said: "I want to exchange for one million High-grade Spirit Stone."

Hearing Fang Chen's words, the old man was filled with shock. He looked at Fang Chen and asked urgently: "Are you sure you want to exchange for a million High-grade Spirit Stone?"

The old man had been in the Full Moon Pavilion for so many years, but he had never encountered such a large business deal. At this moment, his face was full of anxiety.

After he received Fang Chen's confirmation, he became excited. One must know that in every single exchange, he was able to get a bit of a commission.

"Young master, the amount you want to exchange is relatively large, this old man can decide and adjust the exchange ratio to five hundred to one." Even if it was five hundred to one, he still earned a lot.

Most importantly, he hoped that Fang Chen could still visit their Full Moon Pavilion.

"Alright." Fang Chen said.

A million High-grade Spirit Stone, based on the ratio of five hundred to one, required five hundred million Middle grade spirit stone. After Fang Chen paid the Middle grade spirit stone, he obtained a million High-grade Spirit Stone.

After spending five hundred million Middle grade spirit stone, Fang Chen still had three billion and eight hundred million.

"This is also a type of resource." Fang Chen's face was full of smiles.

After finishing the exchange, Fang Chen immediately returned to the sect.

After that, Fang Chen went to the Pill workshop and immediately purchased a hundred Congealing Pill, spending one hundred thousand.

"Tomorrow is the competition for the Spirit Sword Sect's resources. After obtaining the resources, we will use the Congealing Pill in the Spirit Sword Formation." Fang Chen said.

When the second day came, countless martial artists had already gone to the square. It was still the black-haired old man who had been in charge.

"The competition for the spirit sword resources has officially begun."

One disciple after another came forward to take the examination. Six hours later, it was Fang Chen's turn.

Seeing Fang Chen make his move, the face of the Liu Clan member was filled with disdain.

Fang Chen walked to the center of the plaza and gathered all the strength in his body, his fist striking the stone tablet, causing it to tremble, following that a number appeared on the stone tablet.

Seeing that, Fang Chen revealed a smile on his face, the number on the monument was seven, which meant that Fang Chen had access to the Spirit Sword Sect's resources for the last fourteen hours.

Seeing this scene, Liu Ming's eyes lit up and he said: "This brat is progressing at an incredible speed. I must suppress him properly."

When all the disciples finished participating, Fang Chen was ready to turn around and leave.

However, just at this time, the Liu Clan stopped Fang Chen.

"Fang Chen, hand over the Spirit Sword Sect's resources to me for four hours." Liu Jia said in a cold voice.

Fang Chen frowned, with his current strength, at most he could contend against warriors at the late stage of Fifth level of the Qi Hai realm or even the peak of Fifth level of the Qi Hai realm. Against warriors at the 6th level of the Qi Hai realm, he had no chance of winning, he did not want to fight with Liu Clan.

Crash …

Liu Sheng's powerful aura instantly gushed out from his body, and immediately pressed down on Fang Chen.

"Kid, you're going against me. There won't be a good ending." He wanted to use his tyrannical power to force Fang Chen to hand over the Spirit Sword Sect's resources.

However, right at this moment, Fang Chen let out a small sigh. With a shake of his wrist, a pitch black stone appeared in his hand.

The moment the rock appeared, Liu Ming's expression changed slightly and he instantly retracted his aura. He cried out in surprise, "This is …"

Although Liu Sheng did not recognize what was in Fang Chen's hand, he could feel that the pitch-black stone in Fang Chen's hand contained a majestic power.

"Do you still want to steal my Spirit Sword resources?" Fang Chen raised his head, looked at the Liu Clan and asked.

Liu Ming took a deep breath, glanced at Fang Chen, and turned to leave. A trace of fierceness flashed through his eyes.

After seeing Liu Jia leaving, Fang Chen put away his hematite and walked directly towards the Spirit Sword Plaza.

Arriving at the Spirit Sword Plaza, Fang Chen immediately went through the spirit sword restrictions. This time, Fang Chen was even more familiar with the spirit sword restrictions, he immediately sat down cross-legged, not wanting to waste any time.

While the spirit swords were refining the sword intent, Fang Chen was also devouring the Congealing Pill.

In the blink of an eye, six hours had passed. Fang Chen had already swallowed ten Congealing Pill.

After six hours, Fang Chen had swallowed thirty Congealing Pill, and his sword intent had been reduced by seventy percent.

"There are still two hours before I must completely compress my sword intent." Fang Chen said in his heart.

Following that, Fang Chen took a deep breath, and directly swallowed twenty Congealing Pill, and instantly, a majestic medicinal effect directly landed on Fang Chen's body.

Fang Chen felt that the sword intent in his body was constantly being suppressed, and he even felt a bit of pain.

Hiss, hiss, hiss …

But just as the twenty Congealing Pill s activated, Fang Chen's golden heart started beating quickly, following that, the twenty Congealing Pill s were all absorbed by the golden heart.

"Hmm? Why did the compression of sword intent stop? " Fang Chen asked, a little doubtful.

Just now, he could clearly feel that the sword intent had been compressed to an extreme degree, but all of a sudden, the effects of the sword intent completely disappeared.

"Could it be that the number of Congealing Pill is not enough?" Fang Chen asked suspiciously, and then swallowed all of the remaining Congealing Pill into his stomach.

However, no matter how Fang Chen tried to control the effects of the Congealing Pill, he was still unable to compress the sword intent.

However, when Fang Chen saw the golden heart, his face turned black.

"Did he absorb all the Congealing Pill?" Fang Chen looked at the wiggling golden heart, the luster on its exterior had clearly brightened by a lot.

"This …"

Fang Chen was a little speechless, he had bought the Congealing Pill at a high price and was preparing to compress the sword intent inside the Spirit Sword Formation, allowing the sword intent to break through to the second realm.

However, he never expected that most of the Congealing Pill would be absorbed by the golden heart.

Just at this time, Fang Chen's time was up, and he helplessly walked out of the Spirit Sword Formation.

"Damnit …"

Fang Chen could not help but curse. Even though the golden heart had absorbed the Congealing Pill, it did not bring him any benefits.

Checking his sword intent, he compressed it to seventy percent and did not move again. He wasted so many Congealing Pill.

When the Spirit Sword Sect's resources were used up, the Congealing Pill was also unable to compress the sword intent. Fang Chen's cultivation had reached a bottleneck, and at the same time, the white-bearded old man found Fang Chen.

"Not bad, my cultivation has broken through." The moment white-bearded old man saw Fang Chen, his eyes lit up.

"As expected of the Sword Genius." white-bearded old man said.

"Martial Uncle …" Fang Chen cupped his hands and said to the white-bearded old man.

"Fang Chen, I know about your performance in the outer sect, but you have not reached the standard that I had expected. I have come to find you to tell you something." white-bearded old man said.

"What is it?" Fang Chen asked.

"You should know about the sword pulse, right?" white-bearded old man asked.

Fang Chen nodded, showing that he understood a little.

"The sword pulse is located on a plain in the western part of the Sword Continent. Not long ago, some of the new disciples from the other sects have already entered the sword pulse to train." white-bearded old man said.

"The reason I came to find you was to let you enter the sword pulse to train."

"sword pulse?"

After Fang Chen heard this, his eyes flashed.