<strong>Chapter 1011: Challenging the Medicine Pavilion Again!</strong>


    Dao of Alchemy Division. Medicine Pavilion.


    As soon as Meng Hao set foot inside, he was once again on the seventh level.


    Last time, he passed six levels in a row, achieving the highest marks possible at each level. He passed them perfectly. Notably, on the sixth level, each step he took caused lotuses to bloom, shocking the outside world and causing the Dao bell to toll.


    Now he had returned, and in addition to his desire to earn some money, he was filled with determination, as well as dedication to the Dao of alchemy.


    “This time, I’m definitely going to go through all nine levels!” Everyone in the Ninth Mountain and Sea knew that Meng Hao was an Immortal Realm Paragon, but few people were aware that that his skill in the Dao of alchemy had reached a point of perfection that could only be described by the saying, “the pill furnace me turned blue.” [1. "The pill furnace me turning blue" is a Chinese idiom based on the beliefs of ancient Chinese alchemists, who thought that when the me of their pill furnace turned blue when concocting, it was a perfect sess. It’s now an expression that means “to reach a point of perfection”]


    Thest time he was on the seventh level, he had grafted 75,000 medicinal nts and yet, his mental focus had been insufficient. If he had persisted in continuing, he would have sustained mental injuries; the concentration required to pass that level perfectly required an incredible level of mental constitution.


    Furthermore, at that time, Meng Hao’s skill with nts and vegetation had not reached a state of perfection. However, he was now much more skilled regarding the numerous variations of nts and vegetation in the Fang n. Furthermore, the difference between his current cultivation base and his former one was like the difference between Heaven and Earth. Meng Hao was nowpletely confident that he could pass all the way through the ninth floor!


    Inside the Medicine Pavilion, mists swirled everywhere. The ssic of nts and Vegetation appeared, glowing with boundless light. The first pages flipped over, and Meng Hao waved his finger, causing a single medicinal nt to appear. His eyes shone with the glow of augury, and in the blink of an eye, he began to produce new grafts.


    Eventually, he began to merge the grafts together to produce entirely new medicinal nts.


    Time passed.


    This time, Meng Hao only used half a day to graft 75,000 medicinal nts, whereupon the mists churned, and rumbling sounds could be heard.


    The rumbling could even be heard outside of the Medicine Pavilion, where a bright light shone from the entire pavilion, rising up into the air above the Dao of Alchemy Division. It was as if the light was building up pressure, waiting for Meng Hao to reach the pinnacle of the level, whereupon it would burst up into the sky. All of the alchemists in the Dao of Alchemy Division were paying rapt attention.


    Fang Danyun was there on his mountain peak, looking over with an expression of anticipation.


    Meng Hao’s eyes glittered as he extended his hand and continued to graft.


    80,000. 83,000. 86,000.... Eight hourster, he had grafted 90,000 medicinal nts!


    Massive rumbling sounds could be hearding from the Medicine Pavilion. To date, no one had ever been able to graft as many nts as Meng Hao had in the seventh level. He was the first one to ever do so! Currently, his name appeared on the stone stele outside of the Medicine Pavilion, and the number of medicinal nts he had grafted was clearly visible to all of the other n members, causing a hugemotion among them.


    90,000. However, that wasn’t the end! The drain on Meng Hao’s mental faculties was barely even noticeable. His mental constitution had greatly increasedpared to before. His eyes glittered, and he lifted both hands, multitasking as he used both hands to graft different medicinal nts!


    Rumbling like that of thunder could be heard outside the Medicine Pavilion as the number of grafted nts next to Meng Hao’s name increased.


    93,000. 96,000. 99,000.... All the way to... 100,000!


    When thest grafted medicinal nt appeared, Meng Hao was surrounded by 100,000 swirling nts. They let out incredible light that spread out of the Medicine Pavilion, shooting up into the air in a brilliant beam.


    The light instantly shot high up into the air above the Dao of Alchemy Division, causing everything to tremble. The entire Fang n was shaken, and all of the cultivators on East Victory could see the light. Even the alchemists in the Medicine Immortal Sect were shocked.


    As for Fang Yanxu, although he was in secluded meditation, he opened his eyes and looked over toward the Dao of Alchemy Division, clearly moved.


    “He passed the seventh level perfectly....” he murmured lightly. “Well, the eighth level is so difficult it can’t evenpare to the seventh. They’repletely different.”


    Meanwhile, the Fang n’s Dao bell appeared in the air above the ancestral mansion. Immediately, its toll echoed out into the minds of all n members with Fang n blood, deep and sonorous.


    The toll of the Dao bell indicated that Meng Hao had passed the seventh level in exactly the same way that he had passed the sixth... perfectly!


    Furthermore, it had only taken him one day!


    Word rapidly spread that he had passed the seventh level perfectly, having grafted 100,000 medicinal nts. The members of the Fang n suddenly realized that their Crown Prince was not just a zing sun in terms of cultivation, he was also a zing sun when it came to skill in the Dao of alchemy!


    Meng Hao had no way to hear or see the uproar in the outside world. Up ahead, light swirled throughout the seventh level, causing a staircase to appear, a staircase that led up to the eighth level!


    Meng Hao took a deep breath. Eyes filled with determination, he stepped onto the stairs and began to climb up.


    Immediately, all the light around him vanished, and Meng Hao found himself looking out at a huge desert. The sky stretched out limitlessly, and up ahead, he could see an azure-colored dragon. Ity therepletely motionless, as if it were a corpse.


    The dragon was so huge that one nce was not enough to take in the entire thing. Upon closer inspection, it could be seen that it was actuallyposed of countless medicinal nts that were apparently growing on the dragon’s body, using its flesh and blood as nourishment.


    He was standing near the tail of the dragon, but even from there, he could sense the terrifying life force that existed inside of it. However, that life force was sealed, and was apparently being absorbed bit by bit by the numerous medicinal nts.


    “This is the eighth level?” he thought. Almost at the same time, a cold, archaic voice spoke, echoing out through the entire eighth level.


    “1,000,000 medicinal nts grow upon this Azure Dragon. Separate 100,000, and you can pass this level!”


    Meng Hao’s eyes shone with bright light as he looked at the Azure Dragon. Gradually, a look of obsession appeared in his eyes.


    “In the seventh level, you have to graft various medicinal nts. In the eighth level, you are faced with numerous grafted medicinal nts that you have to deconstruct!


    “Return them into their original state, into the original medicinal nts. The level of difficulty here... is far, far greater than the seventh level!


    “However, if I can pass this level perfectly, then my skill with nts and vegetation would reach an unprecedented level!


    “I can’t even imagine a level of difficulty regarding knowledge of nts and vegetation that exceeds this eighth level.” Meng Hao’s heart surged with the determination to face this challenge head-on. He took a deep breath and stepped forward. As soon as his foot touched the ground, brilliant light flickered, and an illusory medicinal nt appeared in front of him, blocking his way.


    He looked at it for a moment, then waved his finger, causing the medicinal nt to break apart into three distinct nts, after which it faded away.


    Without even pausing, he continued forward. Every step he took caused more medicinal nts to appear. Each and every one took only a single nce before it was deconstructed.


    10 steps. 100 steps. 1,000 steps. 10,000 steps....


    Time passed. Meng Hao eventually took 30,000 steps, which indicated that he had deconstructed 30,000 medicinal nts. As he proceeded along, the Azure Dragon beneath his feet began to show indications that it was awakening.


    From the look of it, if someone could deconstruct all 1,000,000 medicinal nts, then the dragon... would no longer be sealed, and would once again be able to fly through the Heavens.


    Outside of the Medicine Pavilion, Meng Hao’s name appeared on the stone stele, among the rtively few other names that had reached the eighth level. Everyone looked on, wide-eyed, as his name quickly climbed up the list.


    Booms emanated out from the Medicine Pavilion, filling the ears of all onlookers. When they heard it, it almost seemed as if the sounds could control the beating of their hearts, which caused the entire Dao of Alchemy Division to fall silent.


    All eyes werepletely fixed on the Medicine Pavilion.


    Meng Hao proceeded forward along the Azure Dragon in the eighth level. 15,000 steps. 18,000 steps. 20,000 steps!


    30,000. 40,000. 50,000....


    He didn’t even pause a single time. Step after step, he deconstructed medicinal nts. Because of his skill with nts and vegetation, none of these medicinal nts were even qualified to cause him to spend time thinking.


    RUUUUUUMMMMBLLLLE!


    The sound filled the Dao of Alchemy Division, and gradually began to resemble the roar of a dragon. By this point, Meng Hao... had taken his 70,000th step!


    Step by step, nt by nt. He continued onward as relentlessly as ever. 80,000. 90,000. 100,000!


    By taking his 100,000th step, it indicated that he had separated 100,000 medicinal nts from the Azure Dragon, which was now beginning to glow with brilliant light, and even tremble slightly.


    Meng Hao took a deep breath, and his eyes glittered brightly. Naturally, 100,000 was not his limit. If he had nevere to this ce, none of this would have mattered, but now that he was here... he wanted to reach the pinnacle!


    A tremor ran through him, and he took another step forward. Slowly but surely, he continued onward. 100,000. 150,000. 200,000. 300,000. 400,000. 500,000!


    The Azure Dragon’s trembling grew more intense, and the roars were now echoing out through all of Heaven and Earth.


    The members of the Fang n outside the Medicine Pavilion werepletely shaken as they watched Meng Hao’s name climbing up the stone stele. It had long since reached first ce, but the thing that really caused the onlookers to be amazed were the numbers that stood next to his name.


    Meng Hao’s eyes shone with a strange light as he continued on. 550,000. 600,000. 700,000. 800,000....


    When he reached 800,000, his pace began to slow. However, at this point his energy surged even more explosively than before. He was now drawing on all of his mental constitution. His eyes glowed with a mad light of augury. The level of skill with nts and vegetation that was on disy here was intense as he drew on everything to proceed onward.


    830,000. 860,000. 890,000....


    900,000!


    The Azure Dragon roared; it was now ny percent awake, and a shocking aura emanated out from the eighth level. It almost seemed to be pleading with Meng Hao toplete the final 100,000 deconstructions, so that it could be free to fly among the Heavens.


    A tense silence reigned outside of the Medicine Pavilion as all eyes focused on the numbers on the stone stele. It was as if everyone was waiting for that number to reach 1,000,000!


    Meng Hao suddenly looked up. The level of difficulty here was incredible, and his eyes werepletely bloodshot. When it came to these final 100,000 medicinal nts, each one of them was made up of dozens and even hundreds of other medicinal nts.


    He took a deep breath, and within him, his Immortal meridians exploded with power, fortifying his mental constitution. An intense Immortal will caused his Immortal qi to swirl, and his eyes glittered as if with starlight as he continued onward.


    RUUUUUUMMMMBLLLLE!


    91,000. 92,000. 93,000.... 97,000. 98,000. 99,000!!


    Countless medicinal nts appeared in front of him, all of which he separated from the dragon. He lost track of time, and it almost seemed like the medicinal nts would never end. But then, all of a sudden, there were none. Meng Hao stopped in ce.


    1,000,000!!


    When he finished the 1,000,000th medicinal nt, massive roaring filled the eighth level. The entire Medicine Pavilion emanated azure light as the illusory image of an azure dragon roared a shocking roar.


    The members of the Fang n who were watching outside the Medicine Pavilion were thrown into tumult.


    “1,000,000! The Crown Prince reached 1,000,000 on the eighth level!!”


    “This is unheard-of! No one has ever done that in the history of the Dao of Alchemy Division!”


    “The Crown Prince is a Chosen in cultivation and a zing sun in the Dao of alchemy!!”