Chapter 235: Soul Refining Pill, Slaughter of the Terror Puppet

While Yang Che was consolidating his cultivation level in the middle stage of Jindan, he continued to concentrate on thinking.

He was not in a hurry to leave here, but decided to start refining the elixir after continuing to practice for several days.

However, at this time, he suddenly received a telepathic message from Shui Tianxin: "Zhang Gu, how is it, have you broken through to the middle stage of Jindan?"

Yang Che's heart moved, it seems that Shui Tianxin must have calculated the time.

After a change of mind, Yang Che responded: "Senior Shui, it's almost done. I estimate that it will take another half a month to fully advance to the middle stage of Jindan."

"Okay. Then I will wait for good news."

Shui Tianxin's voice was as gentle as ever, but still had a sense of nothingness.

Yang Che threw away his distracting thoughts, adjusted his spirit, took out the elixir furnace, and took out the alternative medicinal materials for refining the "Soul Pill" one by one.

This time, several of the soul-fixing grasses collected in the "iron cage building" outside the ruins were more than three thousand years old.

Therefore, Yang Che judged that even if it was refined with substitute medicinal materials, the efficacy would be almost the same as the real ‘Soul Pill’.

And after Yang Che obtained the Qingyuan Pill Record from Senior Qingyuanzi, his vision and experience in identifying medicinal herbs were no longer comparable.

Invisibly, his progress in the way of alchemy had already been improved a lot.

According to the ancient recipe in his hand, plus the better quality alchemy furnace, and the Nine Heart Thunder Flame that had been restored to two hearts, Yang Che was full of confidence that there would be no problem in refining the ‘Soul Pill’.

However, the only thing he cared about was what Tianxie Ziyin said at the beginning.

At that time, Ziyin had said that if the ‘Soul Pill’ was refined, he should not take it first, and she must take it first.

Obviously, Ziyin saw that there seemed to be a little problem with the recipe, and the refined Soul Pill should have some side effects.

However, in order to make full preparations to deal with the greater certainty of saving his life and taking treasures in the ‘Five Emotions Hall’ next, Yang Che did not care about what Ziyin said.

With Yang Che's current attainments in alchemy, he believed that even if the Soul Pill would have some side effects, they could definitely be controlled.

After careful consideration, Yang Che began to concentrate on refining the 'Soul Pill'.

...

Half a month later.

The Soul Pill was successfully refined.

Twenty pills in total.

After Yang Che took one pill, he did not feel any side effects, so he left the place with a happy face and stood in front of the three suspended black rope bridges again.

Shui Tianxin naturally knew that Yang Che had advanced to the middle stage of the Core Formation. After congratulating him, he immediately said solemnly:

"These three black rope bridges have a no-fly ban, and the dark places corresponding to them are not fixed, but will change strangely every once in a while."

Yang Che frowned slightly when he heard it.

At this time, Shui Tianxin continued, "If you go the wrong way, you will definitely not reach the road of 'fear', let alone get the key of fear."

"Please give me some advice, Senior Shui."

Yang Che didn't want to waste time. He had already wasted so much time, and naturally worried that the Sixth Madam of the Wan family would get ahead.

Although Shui Tianxin had vowed before that with her guarding the entrance to the Temple of Fear, it would be impossible for any other cultivator to enter the Temple of Fear again.

Yang Che was still a little worried.

After all, it was the middle-aged poisonous woman Sixth Madam who opened the gray light door at the foot of the monument with a high-level array pestle to enter this place.

So no matter how you look at it, the Sixth Madam should have known some of the secrets of this relic.

At this time, Shui Tianxin's voice continued to ring in Yang Che's mind: "Do you have a 'spirit-driving talisman' on you?"

"Spirit-driving talisman?"

Yang Che was a little surprised.

Of course he had this talisman, and quite a few.

Because this kind of talisman is a very common talisman, it is often used by low-level monks to drive away "evil spirits" in some filthy places.

He had obtained many storage bags before, and he has dozens of them.

"Yes. Use the exorcist talisman and cast a spell on these three rope bridges. Due to the special restrictions, if the light of the exorcist talisman does not react, it is the correct way. However, because these three rope bridges may change strangely at any time, you have to hurry up and pass through as quickly as possible."

"Yes."

Yang Che knew the method and no longer hesitated.

He quickly took out three "exorcist talismans" and activated them, and cast a spell directly on the three black rope bridges.

The first one on the right, the light of the exorcist talisman did not react, indicating that there was no "evil spirit" on this rope bridge.

Yang Che stepped directly onto the rope bridge, and the black feather cloak on his back flashed slightly. The whole person had already stepped quickly across the bridge and entered the dark at the end leading to the unknown.

When Yang Che stepped onto the other side of the bridge, an inexplicable feeling of ‘fear’ grew in his heart.

A long and sinister stone road appeared in front of him.

A large number of tall puppets with terrifying faces suddenly emerged from the stone road, holding swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, and attacked Yang Che one after another.

Yang Che didn’t want to waste time at all. Without waiting for Shui Tianxin to send a message, he directly used the Feiyin magic weapon and cut these puppets comparable to the early Jindan cultivators into pieces in a few breaths.

He stepped onto the stone road quickly.

A puppet with a twisted and terrifying face appeared in front of him again.

This time, the puppet was comparable to the strength of a mid-Jiangdan cultivator.

Yang Che cut them into pieces again without mercy.

He continued to move forward.

The stone road suddenly became extremely hot.

However, Yang Che’s body was strong, so he ignored the heat and rushed forward again.

Not long after walking, a large number of puppets appeared, with strength comparable to that of a late Jindan cultivator.

Yang Che still looked indifferent, and he chopped all the puppets into pieces like cutting melons and vegetables.

Along the way, Yang Che collected hundreds of top-level magic tools.

Although he could not use them, selling them outside this place would also be a very expensive amount of spiritual stones.

Yang Che had also discovered that after his cultivation advanced to the middle stage of Jindan, the mana in his two dantians was more abundant, and it was easier to drive the magic tools.

Killing these puppets that were comparable to late Jindan cultivators was not difficult at all.

But soon, Yang Che's expression gradually became solemn.

Because as he continued to move forward, the strength of the puppets that emerged began to be comparable to that of Jindan Great Perfection.

Although Yang Che was still not afraid, there were too many puppets, and Yang Che felt it was extremely difficult to kill them.

After taking back the Feiyin magic weapon, Yang Che's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, and he simply took out the Thousand Thunder Talisman, a "high-level intermediate talisman" that had been used once.

Activating the talisman, thousands of thunders suddenly appeared and struck the group of puppets directly.

After a series of crashing sounds, all the puppets were smashed to pieces.

Yang Che collected the top-level magic weapons of these puppets, and continued to move forward quickly without stopping.

Soon, a suspended bronze box appeared at the end of the stone road.

The moment he saw the bronze box, a sense of familiarity suddenly startled Yang Che's heart.

And next to the bronze box, there was a black monster sitting strangely, more than two feet tall, with a pig head and a human body, a green face and fangs.

This monster was actually an eighth-level monster comparable to an early Nascent Soul cultivator.