The Book Soul Chronicles: Godslayer

Chapter 105 Coming out of seclusion

Time flies, seasons change, and four years have passed in the blink of an eye. Now, Ye Qingyang sits atop the waterfall, gazing into the distance at the rolling, layered mountains.

As soon as Ye Qingyang appeared, he heard the sounds of monkeys playing and frolicking coming from the opposite mountain. Intrigued, he cautiously released his divine sense to investigate.

This exploration revealed something remarkable: the bees flitting among the flowers had their tiny compound eyes clearly visible; and the entire process of dewdrops sliding from the emerald leaves to the withered leaves on the ground unfolded before his eyes like a slow-motion scene from a movie…

Such a wondrous sight made Ye Qingyang sigh inwardly: "It is indeed as the rumors say, as one's cultivation level increases, the range that one's divine sense can cover also expands. Not only that, even the speed at which things move seems to me to have slowed down by several times."

Thinking of this, Ye Qingyang felt a surge of joy, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up slightly, forming a faint smile.

For the past four years, Ye Qingyang lived a frugal life, often suffering from hunger, but he never stopped moving forward. Whenever he was unbearably hungry, he would swallow a fasting pill to fill his stomach. The rest of the time, he either buried himself in the art of alchemy or focused on consuming Qi-gathering pills to improve his cultivation. Occasionally, he would also take some time to explore the exquisite defensive formations left behind by the hermit Fuchen.

In this way, Ye Qingyang gradually achieved some success in alchemy. Through continuous effort and practice, he successfully refined many low-level pills, such as the Bigu Pill, the Qi Gathering Pill, the Rejuvenation Pill, and the Poison Avoidance Pill. These pills are commonly used in daily life, and Ye Qingyang can now refine them with ease.

Not only that, Ye Qingyang also bravely challenged himself with an even more difficult high-level elixir—the Youth-Preserving Pill. However, due to his still shallow cultivation level, almost every attempt at the beginning resulted in an explosion. But he did not get discouraged; instead, he persevered and continued to study and practice.

As time went by, Ye Qingyang finally mastered some techniques. Although he barely succeeded in refining the pills after many hardships, the finished product contained too many impurities, was of poor quality, and had an extremely low success rate. In the end, very few pills remained. To make matters worse, the precious medicinal herbs used for refining the pills were also completely consumed in these repeated failed attempts.

Faced with this result, Ye Qingyang knew that his current cultivation level was insufficient to master the refining of such a high-level pill. Therefore, he decisively decided to wait until his cultivation level improved before attempting to refine the Youth-Preserving Pill again.

During this period, he will continue to focus on consolidating his foundation, improving his skills, and searching for more rare herbs as backup materials. It is believed that one day in the future, when Ye Qingyang once again ventures into the realm of high-level elixirs, he will surely achieve even more significant breakthroughs and accomplishments!

Ye Qingyang was not only skilled in alchemy, but also placed great importance on his own cultivation. During this period, he successfully broke through to the ninth level of Qi Refining, but he still felt that his spiritual power was insufficient. Therefore, finding a cultivation technique that could enhance spiritual power became an important part of his future plans.

"Since cultivators frequent this place, we must be quite close to their settlement," Ye Qingyang muttered to himself.

Immediately afterward, Ye Qingyang couldn't help but sigh, "If I could encounter a cultivator to guide me, that would be perfect. In that case, I wouldn't have to search around like a headless fly."

He knew all too well that the path of spiritual cultivation was fraught with difficulties and obstacles, and that it would be impossible to navigate it alone. He believed that guidance from others would make his progress much easier and help him achieve his goal sooner. However, in this vast world, how easy was it to find a good teacher and helpful friend?

But Ye Qingyang was not discouraged; instead, he regarded it as a test and a trial. He believed that as long as he persevered, he would one day realize his dream.

"However, the biggest problem right now is where can we find cultivators?" Ye Qingyang rested his chin on his hand, gazing into the distance, lost in thought.

Just then, a word flashed through his mind like lightning—"human." Yes! Wherever mortals live, there's a high possibility that cultivators are hiding. Why not try his luck in that bustling city-state?

Having made up his mind, Ye Qingyang did not hesitate and immediately put it into action. After going out, he thought about asking a passerby for directions.