Divine Wilderness Dragon Emperor

'The Mystical of Meteor... a sword can be like a meteor, a fist can be like a meteor. The essence of the Mystical of Meteor is speed!' Ling Fei's understanding of it grew increasingly clear.

'Speed is the foundation of the Mystical of Meteor. Of course, there are many other Mysticals to it, but I haven't comprehended them yet.'

As this thought crossed Ling Fei's mind, the Light Patterns on the Sword Intent Seed in his head flickered. The Meteor Sword Intent he had previously comprehended grew clearer.

The Sword Intent spread out, forming patterns as if peeling away from the Sword Intent Seed.

However, though the Sword Intent had separated, it had not yet fully condensed into a pattern.

This was because Ling Fei was still comprehending the Meteor Sword Manual in order to grasp the Mystical of Meteor within it.

But the Mystical of Meteor was profound and not easily comprehended.

At this point, Ling Fei had only scratched the surface.

...

'I shouldn't overthink this. For now, my understanding of the meteor is its speed, so I'll make that the Mystical. As for the rest, that's a problem for another day.'

After a long period of contemplation, an insight suddenly struck Ling Fei. He stopped overthinking, and the fog that had shrouded his Heart Spirit began to recede, bit by bit.

'Speed!' With a stir of his will, a Mystical Technique Pattern condensed. It was the Mystical that had been separated from the Meteor Sword Technique, and now it was coalescing once more.

However, this Mystical was contained within the greater Mystical of Meteor.

The pattern formed, resolving into a single point like a meteor. But upon closer inspection, it also resembled a Long Sword.

Sensing it carefully revealed a restrained Sword Intent within. A single glance was like seeing a meteor streaking across the Void.

As time passed, the Meteor Mystical Technique Pattern was branded by Ling Fei onto his Primordial Pill.

'Next is the Cold Dao Mystical,' Ling Fei thought, his gaze shifting.

The Cold Dao Mystical was much simpler by comparison.

'The Mystical of Cold... cold taken to its extreme, freezing heaven and earth. The Cold Dao Mystical is Ice Seal!' Ling Fei's understanding of the Cold Dao Mystical was crystal clear.

Afterward, Ling Fei condensed the Mystical Technique Pattern with extreme ease.

After all, Ling Fei had merged with the Spirit Awakening Dao Pattern before.

Furthermore, his Soul Power far surpassed that of an ordinary person. With his clear mind, his ability to comprehend Martial Arts was naturally stronger than others'.

Soon, three Mystical Technique Patterns had appeared on Ling Fei's Primordial Pill.

'Now that the Celestial River Mystical Technique Pattern, the Meteor Mystical Technique Pattern, and the Cold Mystical Technique Pattern are all condensed, can I also create one for the True Dragon Mystical Technique?' Ling Fei mused.

The True Dragon Mystical Technique.

It was something he had comprehended before, and one of Ling Fei's strongest trump cards.

However, he had already condensed the True Dragon Body. Did he still need to condense a Mystical for it?

'The True Dragon Body is already condensed. My body itself is a dragon, so why would I need to condense a True Dragon Mystical Technique? If I were to condense anything, it would be the various True Dragon Divine Technique Mystical Techniques,' Ling Fei's mind was as clear as a mirror. 'For example, could the Divine Technique of the Eye of Destruction that I control, or the Capture Divine Technique, be condensed into a Mystical Technique Pattern?'

From the Dragon Bone Pen, Ling Fei had obtained numerous Mystical Technique Patterns.

For example, the Spirit Awakening Dao Pattern and the Seizing Dao Pattern.

However, although he had merged with these Dao Patterns, he had not truly comprehended the Mystical within them.

Without truly comprehending the Mystical within, how could he condense a Mystical Technique Pattern?

"Perhaps I can continuously comprehend and then slowly condense the Mystical of Capture, turning it into my own Mystical Technique Pattern," Ling Fei murmured to himself.

He had personally experienced just how powerful the Mystical of Capture was.

This Mystical could not only refine and absorb another's Human Essence Qi and Power, but it could also perform Soul Capturing. Its uses were incredibly important for a Cultivator.

As for the Mystical Divine Technique of the Eye of Destruction, he would have to wait until he was stronger before he could comprehend it.

'After consolidating my foundation a bit more, I can try to become a Second Grade Alchemist,' Ling Fei thought.

He then continued to consolidate these Mystical Technique Patterns.

'Mystical Technique Patterns are a serious matter. They can't be condensed carelessly; I have to take it slow.' 「Half a month later.」 Ling Fei's eyes flashed, and he stopped condensing Mystical Technique Patterns.

'Now, I can try to refine a Second Grade Spirit Pill.'

Having condensed the Mystical Technique Patterns, Ling Fei decided to try refining a Second Grade Spirit Pill.

Grand Alchemist Yuan Chun and Master Yuan Lang arrived as promised.

"You've already condensed Mystical Technique Patterns and entered the Celestial Pill Realm!" Master Yuan Lang exclaimed in surprise upon arriving at the Alchemy Room and seeing Ling Fei.

"Yes," Ling Fei said with a smile and a nod.

'He really entered? How long has it been?' Waves of shock crashed through Master Yuan Lang's heart. He stared at Ling Fei as if looking at some kind of monster.

It had only been three months since Ling Fei had entered the Profound Pill Realm.

During that time, Ling Fei had also spent two months painstakingly practicing Alchemy.

Yet, after only one more month, he had actually succeeded in condensing Mystical Technique Patterns and entering the Celestial Pill Realm.

Such a cultivation speed was unprecedented in the entire history of the Lingyun Sect!

"Not bad. Now that you've entered the Celestial Pill Realm, you can attempt to refine a Second Grade Spirit Pill," Grand Alchemist Yuan Chun said. "However, integrating a Mystical of Martial Arts into an Elixir is not that easy. You must be mentally prepared." He was extremely satisfied with Ling Fei's cultivation speed, but he did not seem to have much hope for him successfully refining a Second Grade Spirit Pill.

At the very least, a Second Grade Spirit Pill was not something that could be successfully refined in a short amount of time.

However, success or failure aside, it was a necessary process, so he did not advise Ling Fei to wait before learning to refine Second Grade Spirit Pills.

"I understand," Ling Fei nodded.

Refining a Second Grade Spirit Pill involved integrating a Mystical of Martial Arts into the Elixir.

This way, when a Cultivator consumed the Elixir, they could also gain insights into the Mystical.

This could be considered an innovation in the history of Alchemy, one that held enormous benefits for Cultivators.

But one could only imagine the difficulty involved.

After all, a Mystical of Martial Arts did not originate from the medicinal ingredients. To forcibly add it to an Elixir without affecting its quality was easier said than done.

"To condense a Mystical into a Pill, one must use their Heart Spirit to condense the Mystical Technique Pattern and merge one's heart with the Pill," Grand Alchemist Yuan Chun said. "This is a major threshold for an Alchemist. If you can cross it, then refining Third Grade Spirit Pills, Fourth Grade Spirit Pills, and so on becomes possible. Of course, the rankings from Third to Ninth Grade Alchemist merely reflect an Alchemist's Control Power. It doesn't mean those Elixirs are necessarily the best; after all, an Elixir with too many Mysticals isn't suitable for everyone."

"However, if one's Control Power is sufficient, refining other Elixirs becomes much easier."

Refining Spirit Pills of the Third to Ninth Grades was, in reality, a way to temper an Alchemist and gauge their potential.

"I understand." With a stir of his Heart Spirit, Ling Fei began his attempt to refine a Second Grade Spirit Pill.

The medicinal ingredients entered the furnace, and a fragrant aroma filled the air. The Medicinal Qi was completely under Ling Fei's control.

By now, refining Spirit Pills was second nature to him.

This time, however, he was attempting to use his Heart Spirit to condense a Sword Dao Pattern and integrate it into the Elixir.

However, the moment he tried to condense the Mystical Technique Pattern, an invisible fluctuation shattered the burgeoning Elixir.

Integrating it into the Elixir was incredibly difficult.

This was far more complex than simply condensing a Mystical.

This required branding the Mystical Technique Pattern onto the Elixir itself.

However, an Elixir would react to even the slightest external influence.

For instance, if the Medicinal Qi was disrupted, it would fail to fuse.

Or, the suddenly introduced Mystical would fail to merge with the Elixir.

It was all too difficult.

Ling Fei failed again and again, but he could not succeed.

BANG! After three whole days of this, he finally got a Mystical Technique Pattern to the point where it was about to be branded onto the Elixir. However, at the very moment of contact, the pattern shattered and dissipated, failing to leave its mark. Seeing this, a dejected look appeared in Ling Fei's eyes.

After so many attempts, he had been on the verge of success, only to fail at the final hurdle.

'How could this happen?' Ling Fei stared blankly at the Elixir, which had been destroyed by the Sword Qi.