Chapter 526: Uninvited Guest

The door to the pill refining room remained closed for a full three years.

When Han Li walked out calmly one day three years later, the demon cores had all turned into various rare pills.

For the first two years, Han Li naturally used all his time to refine pills with Level 5 demon cores as the main ingredient.

Although these pills had no significant effect on him now, any one of them, if it fell into the hands of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, would absolutely be something they would be overjoyed about and dream of.

Through the refining of these pills, Han Li's application of pill refining techniques was finally elevated by another level.

After all, even a true pill refining master wouldn't have the opportunity to use so many demon cores to practice wantonly.

An ordinary pill refining master would consider it an extraordinary thing to use thirty or forty demon cores to refine pills in a lifetime.

Even though the refining methods for each type of pill differed significantly, there were always some commonalities that Han Li could draw from.

As a result, after refining these rare pills many times, Han Li's pill refining technique was forcibly elevated to a level even higher than that of a legendary pill refining master.

Consequently, when Han Li later used Level 6 and 7 demon cores, the success rate of pill formation naturally increased significantly.

This made Han Li extremely gratified!

Otherwise, given the rarity of Level 6 and 7 pills, even Han Li would be reluctant to waste them easily.

After the pill refining ended, Han Li rested for a month.

During this period, Han Li ran to the insect room several times to check on the three-colored Gold-Devouring Beetles in one room and the original unevolved Gold-Devouring Beetles in the other.

While in the pill refining room, he had let his puppets take turns feeding both types of Gold-Devouring Beetles the Neon Clothes Grass.

As a result, extremely bad news appeared for Han Li.

Although the three-colored Gold-Devouring Beetles still ate the Neon Clothes Grass, this grass seemed to have lost the special effect that could make them irritable and excited, and there was no abnormal change after eating it.

At first, Han Li thought it was because the time was too short and the number of Gold-Devouring Beetles was too large, which was why the effect of the Neon Clothes Grass was so insignificant.

So, full of suspicion, he now had several hundred three-colored Gold-Devouring Beetles isolated to be fed specifically with this grass to observe changes in their habits.

But after several feedings, these Gold-Devouring Beetles were still the same as before, without any abnormal reaction.

This made Han Li feel a burst of annoyance in his heart.

Now he could conclude that the Neon Clothes Grass had truly lost its miraculous effect of promoting reproduction for the evolved Gold-Devouring Beetles.

Although he didn't know what mystery lay within, there was no doubt that he had now lost the method to quickly reproduce and advance the three-colored Gold-Devouring Beetles.

These beetles were one less for every one he used!

Now he had no choice but to return to the old path, having his puppets concentrate the feeding of the Neon Clothes Grass to those gold and silver-colored unevolved Gold-Devouring Beetles.

Now the temperament of these Gold-Devouring Beetles was becoming more and more irritable, and it seemed that the next reproduction was not far off.

After dealing with all this, Han Li adjusted his mood and entered the seclusion room.

He prepared to cultivate the eighth layer of the Green Yuan Sword Art with the assistance of various pills, in order to impact the mid-stage of Core Formation.

Sitting cross-legged on a meditation cushion in the secret room, Han Li reached into his storage bag and took out a medicine bottle he had prepared early on.

Then he poured out a pill that looked like a longan and glowed with red light, sent it into his mouth with one hand, and swallowed it with his head tilted back.

Feeling the medicinal power beginning to heat up in his abdomen, Han Li silently recited the sword art of the eighth layer and slowly closed his eyes.

Time flew like a shuttle, and years were ruthless.

Han Li was wholeheartedly cultivating the sword art and magic power in his cave dwelling, and time passed without him noticing.

This process of continuously taking pills and then refining the medicinal power to convert it into spiritual power was extremely dull and tasteless.

Fortunately, Han Li was wholeheartedly wanting to complete the cultivation technique so that he could have the power to protect himself, and with this mindset, he didn't feel bitter or bored.

Fifteen or sixteen years passed in the blink of an eye.

Han Li finally broke through the bottleneck of the mid-stage of Core Formation and cultivated the eighth layer of the Green Yuan Sword Art.

He was excited, but he didn't rush to come out of seclusion immediately. Because more than half of the pills in his hand remained, he naturally wouldn't leave without refining them all.

Thus, Han Li, who had just entered the mid-stage of Core Formation, forced himself to calm down and continued to cultivate the ninth layer of the sword art technique.

The ninth layer of the sword art was naturally several points harder than the previous layer.

Spring went and winter came, autumn passed and summer arrived, and year after year passed.

The door to the seclusion room, however, always remained tightly closed. Everything in the cave dwelling also began to be covered with a thick layer of dust.

It seemed that this place was gradually becoming a ruin of an ancient tomb!

This was a calm morning in the sea area near the Fog Sea. Some early-rising seabirds circled at low altitude over the sea, occasionally making a few sharp cries, and everything was a peaceful scene.

But after a while, light flickered in the distant sky, and then several green and red rays of light flew towards the Fog Sea like lightning.

After a while, it was finally possible to see the figures in the light; it was three women and two men, several cultivators fleeing desperately.

Among them, besides a middle-aged man in his forties who was at the early-stage of Foundation Establishment, the other four were all Qi Condensation stage cultivators, and their ages were also extremely young, between seventeen or eighteen and twenty-three or twenty-four!

While these few people were fleeing towards this side in a panic, they also looked back from time to time, as if something was chasing them.

In the blink of an eye, these few people flew to the vicinity of the Fog Sea.

"Uncle Sun! There is a patch of sea fog ahead, let's go in and rest for a while! Otherwise, before those things catch up, everyone will be unable to support themselves." Among the five, a yellow-clothed girl who was only fifteen or sixteen years old said to the middle-aged man, panting.

This girl had a round face, large black eyes, and a baby-fat appearance, looking extremely pretty and cute.

But at this moment, she was covered in sweat, her face was pale, and she looked like her magic power was about to be exhausted.

"This..."

The middle-aged man was startled when he heard this, and after looking at the other three men and women, he found that although their situations were slightly better, they were not much better.

"Fine. Let's recover our magic power in the Fog Sea and then leave immediately. Even if those guys are shaken off for some distance, they will still chase us relentlessly. It's better to be cautious. If we are really caught, we will have no path to survival." The middle-aged cultivator hesitated and looked back again before reluctantly agreeing.

These words immediately made those young men and women show joy.

Their cultivation bases were truly shallow, and being able to fly here without stopping was already barely enough. Even though they knew that staying now was extremely dangerous, they couldn't care about that much.

Changing direction, they flew towards the Fog Sea.

"The sea fog here is really dense enough, maybe we can hide from those guys' tracking if we stay here!" Another twenty-something sturdy youth said with joy shortly after entering the Fog Sea.

"Don't dream. Although I don't know what method the opponent uses to track us relentlessly, this is definitely not something that a little sea fog can deceive. Everyone fly lower and see if there are any reefs or the like below to rest. Using meditation to recover magic power will be faster." The middle-aged cultivator refuted without any politeness, making the sturdy youth's face turn slightly red, and he took the lead in flying downwards.

The others didn't dare to fall behind and followed closely.

"Yi! There is an island here!" A moment later, the yellow-clothed girl suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

Without this girl's reminder, the others also saw the island clearly under the cover of the thick fog and couldn't help but look at each other.

"There won't be any other demon beasts here, right?" A young female cultivator with an ordinary appearance in a blue dress became somewhat afraid.

"There shouldn't be such a coincidence, and we can't care about it anyway. Hurry up and land on the island to recover magic power!" The middle-aged cultivator was also a bit hesitant at first, but then made up his mind.

Seeing this, the others didn't dare to say anything more and landed on the small island lightly together.

"The spiritual energy there seems good, let's go there to meditate!" As soon as the middle-aged cultivator's feet touched the ground, he released his spiritual sense to sense the situation on the island, and then pointed to a place with joy.

The direction he pointed was exactly where the only small mountain range on the island was located.

Those men and women couldn't help but have their spirits lifted when they heard this.

Then the middle-aged cultivator took the lead and flew over without a word. The other four men and women hurriedly followed.

Now, being able to recover more magic power could allow them to escape a disaster. Naturally, they wouldn't let go of this rare place with spiritual roots.

After a while, a few people came to this green small mountain range.

Finding a low small mountain peak at random, they each held a spirit stone in both hands and couldn't wait to sit cross-legged and meditate, absorbing the thick spiritual energy nearby.

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