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At this moment, Feng Feiyun's head and body were covered in sweat, as if he had just taken a bath. However, Feng Feiyun couldn't care less, he broke out in a cold sweat, jumped out of bed, and began to stretch his muscles and bones. He could feel the strength in his body, which was at least twice as strong as before.

Feng Feiyun didn't dare to move. He was afraid that he would destroy this weak wooden building with one punch or one slap.

He couldn't conceal the excitement in his heart as he rubbed his body, feeling the multiplier effect. He couldn't help but grin foolishly.

After all, this was too important to him.

As most of his peers had already reached the peak of the Fighter realm or the early Fighter realm, he had already lost at the starting line. If he still could not raise his cultivation, he could become a stepping stone for others.

I am not trash, nor am I a stepping stone. I want to become an existence at the peak of martial arts! There was a voice shouting at the top of the mountain.

After calming himself down, Chu Feng felt that there was still a lot of energy left in his dantian. He took out a rank one pellet from his Cosmic Bag and began to refine it. Unfortunately, after refining a rank one pellet, the energy in his dantian had only increased a little.

What's going on?" He remembered that in the past when he refined a Class 1 Monster Core, the energy in his dantian would increase by a large amount. But why was it that this time he only managed to refine a Class 1 Monster Core by a tiny bit?

Feng Feng heard his master say that under normal circumstances, if a Level One martial artist could refine 10 Level One Magic Pills, their dantian would be full of energy. But if a Level Two martial artist could refine 20 Level One Magic Pills, their dantian would also be full of energy.

Just now, the energy in Feng Feiyun's dantian was more than half, equivalent to absorbing the energy from fourteen or fifteen magic cores. After refining another magic core, the energy growth should be very obvious, but …

No matter what, he would have to refine another five or six Class 1 Magic Cores to see if his dantian was full of energy.

He did as he was told. He needed to raise his cultivation base as soon as possible, no matter how much effort he put into it.

Because he didn't like the useless hat on his head.

After spending an incense stick of time to finish refining the six magic cores, he thought to himself, "This should be enough to fill his dantian, right?" However, when he probed with his consciousness, he found that it wasn't full yet, but almost.

Alright, then he should be full after refining another five or six pills.

Without delay, Feng Feiyun reached his hand into the Cosmic Bag on his waist and was immediately dumbfounded. In the Heaven and Earth Pouch, there were some leg demon beast meat and the rusted Nine Vein Divine Sword. The only thing left was a Rank 2 Magic Pill.

Magic pills were the essence of every magical beast. After a normal magical beast was killed, 80% of its energy would be stored inside the magic pills.

That kind of energy could also be absorbed by humans, so the poorer cultivators liked to kill magical beasts to obtain magic cores to increase their cultivation.

Although every cultivator could absorb Demonic Cores to replenish their energy, they were produced from Magical Beasts. Thus, other than possessing enormous energy, they also carried quite a few berserk auras from Magical Beasts.

The whole refining process was equivalent to removing the dregs and taking their essence.

If a cultivator's cultivation was low and was unable to suppress the berserk aura left inside the Magic Core, it would be very easy for their cultivation to go berserk.

As everyone knew, once a cultivator's cultivation went berserk, that person would basically be crippled.

Therefore, in the Xuan Wu Continent, there was an unwritten rule that a warrior could only ingest a Class 1 Monster Core. If one could ingest a Class 2 Monster Core, it was equivalent to walking through the gates of hell.

The Rank 2 Magic Pill was produced from the bodies of Class 2 Magical Beasts, and carried with it the violent aura of a Class 2 Magical Beast. This kind of berserk aura was at least ten times more powerful than a Class 1 Magical Beast.

Under normal circumstances, only those who had entered the warrior realm would be able to suppress the berserk Qi, but Feng Feiyun actually touched the Rank 2 Magic Pill, causing Fei'er's pupils to constrict. She hurriedly stopped him, "Little Big Brother, that's a Rank 2 Magic Pill, its aura is very berserk, and it's not something that you can suppress with your cultivation."

The shock of his breakthrough caused Fei'er, who was resting in his soul space, to wake up. After Fei'er woke up, she felt very happy for her peak cultivation breakthrough. However, she was also happy to see that he actually wanted to refine the Rank two Magic Pill, which frightened her so much. That was why she stopped his preposterous behavior.

"Isn't there a precedent for Fighter 2-dan to be able to refine a 2nd-level magic pill?" Feng Feiyun carelessly said.

"There is indeed a precedent for Fighter 2-dan to refine a 2nd-level magic pill." Fei'er did not deny it. "However, that is something only a Fighter realm advanced stage person with exceptionally powerful bloodlines can do. For example, a Divine Body, or a inheritor with Azure Dragon blood essence, and you …"

In other words, you are nothing. If you want to ingest a Rank 2 Magic Pill, that is the same as courting death. Even if you want to die, don't drag me down with you. My good days have just begun.

Feng Feng clenched the magical pill in his hand and said, "But I … I can feel that my blood is abnormally strong. To be honest, this Class 2 Monster Core was obtained from a Class 2 Magical Beast that I killed barehanded when I was ten years old. "

To be able to kill a Class 2 Magical Beast at the age of ten was indeed a great shock to Fei'er. However, thinking about the large amount of berserk aura in the Rank 2 Magic Pill, Fei'er did not dare to let the peak risk. Hence, she snorted and said, "So that's how it is, no wonder I felt that this Magic Pill's energy was so weak.

"You …"

It was one thing for Fei to not give him a Like, but to actually mock him, causing his face to sink.

Fei'er saw Feng Ji's ashen face and knew that he was furious. She immediately raised her wings in front of Feng Ji, praising: "Little brother, you killed a Class 2 Magical Beast at the age of ten, it is indeed impressive. But what I said was the truth, and I didn't lie to you."

Fine! Zong Yi's expression immediately eased up. He was just a high-level animal, how could he possibly care about a low-level creature like a magical beast? Moreover, this Class 2 Monster Core was obtained from the weakest Class 2 Magical Beast.

Do you know, little brother? Big Sister had a Divine Body. At that time, she was still a seventh-grade martial artist. She almost had a Qigong deviation from refining a second-grade demonic pill. Fortunately, her mother was there at the time. Seeing that her big sister's situation was not good, I helped her a little to prevent a tragedy from happening.

Chu Feng felt the energy in his dantian and said, "Fei'er, I know you are doing this for my own good, but my dantian is only a bit away from filling up. I still want to give it a try."

After saying a bunch of good words, the other party still refused to budge. Fei'er said somewhat helplessly: "Okay, then let's give it a try. However, if you find that something is wrong, then stop refining immediately."

Feng Feng nodded, climbed back onto the bed, and sat down cross-legged. He held the magic pill tightly in his hand, and started to refine it.