Chapter 27: Cultivation Soaring

Pill Hall, inside an independent Alchemy Room.

Chen Chuan focused all his attention on refining Medicinal Pills.

Three days had passed.

During these three days, he had practically lived in the Pill Hall, taking on a large number of missions to refine Grade Two Medicinal Pills.

Relying on his Invincible Talent, he finally gathered one thousand contribution points.

However, looking at this number, Chen Chuan’s heart remained calm; he even felt like sighing.

From the Seventh Level to the Eighth Level of the Burning Lamp Realm, two hundred thousand gold tickets.

From the Eighth Level to the Ninth Level, another two hundred thousand.

That made four hundred thousand.

To break through to the Ming Quan Realm, it took a direct one million gold tickets.

After reaching the Ming Quan Realm, each level increase required another three hundred thousand gold tickets.

For Chen Chuan to possess the strength of the Furnace Realm before the Outer Sect Grand Competition, the amount of gold tickets needed was simply enormous.

"I must make money! Make money fast!"

Without hesitation, he went straight to the Mission Pavilion and spent all of the one thousand contribution points he had painstakingly saved.

He exchanged them for two sets of materials for Spirit Gathering Pills.

Returning to the Pill Hall, Chen Chuan took a deep breath and began refining.

Several hours later, the Pill Furnace opened, and six top-grade Spirit Gathering Pills with restrained pill auras lay quietly at the bottom, emitting an enticing luster.

"Wow! Junior Brother, you’ve refined top-grade Medicinal Pills again?"

A voice as crisp as a golden oriole sounded, carrying a hint of surprise and curiosity.

Chen Chuan didn’t need to look back to know who it was.

Ye Linger wore her hair in twin snail buns, her large eyes spirited and bright.

At that moment, she was standing on her tiptoes, trying to get a clear look at the Medicinal Pills in Chen Chuan’s hand.

"Yeah," Chen Chuan responded faintly, carefully placing the Medicinal Pills into a jade bottle.

"Huh? Why are you putting them away?" Ye Linger tilted her head, then as if thinking of something, her eyes widened. "You aren’t planning to sell them again, are you?"

"Smart," Chen Chuan nodded.

Ye Linger immediately looked heartbroken, her small hands on her hips:

"Chen Chuan! Have you refined your brain into mush along with the pills?"

"These are top-grade Spirit Gathering Pills, Cultivation resources that many people can’t get even if they beg for them."

"You’re actually going to sell them? Can gold tickets directly help you increase your cultivation here?"

Chen Chuan said expressionlessly, "They can."

Ye Linger was choked up and said crossly:

"Like hell they can! You’re obsessed with money! What a waste, a total waste!"

"Don’t you know that if you used these Spirit Gathering Pills to assist your Cultivation, you might be able to reach the Eighth or even Ninth Level?"

"When the time comes for the Competition Assembly, even if you can’t beat others, at least you can hold out for a few more moves and not get bullied too badly."

Chen Chuan smiled and said, "I just like gold tickets. Only a large amount of gold tickets gives me a sense of security."

"Security?" Ye Linger rolled her eyes grandly, her small mouth pouting so much it could hang an oil jar. "I think you’re just crazy for money! Unreasonable! Hmph!"

Chen Chuan ignored the quirky little girl, put away the jade bottle, left the Pill Hall, and returned to his small courtyard.

He called over Zhao Tie, Li Qing, and Wang Hao.

These three were among the few people in the Outer Sect he was somewhat familiar with.

"Senior Brother Chen, is there something you need us for?" Zhao Tie asked respectfully.

Ever since they witnessed Chen Chuan’s Alchemy skills last time, their attitude toward him had become increasingly respectful.

Chen Chuan took out the jade bottle and got straight to the point:

"I have six top-grade Spirit Gathering Pills here that I intend to sell for five hundred thousand gold tickets each."

"If you have the gold tickets, I can give you priority."

Top-grade Spirit Gathering Pills?

The three of them cried out in surprise at the same time, their eyes going wide.

Li Qing swallowed hard, unable to believe it. "You... you’re really selling them?"

Wang Hao also looked conflicted. "Yeah, Chen Chuan, wouldn’t it be better to keep these top-grade Spirit Gathering Pills for your own Cultivation?"

Zhao Tie shook his head with a bitter smile:

"To be honest, the three of us have almost exhausted our fortunes."

"Forget five hundred thousand, even five thousand gold tickets would be hard to scrape together right now."

Seeing this, Chen Chuan wasn’t surprised.

After all, the three of them had already spent a lot of gold tickets buying Green Spirit Pills.

"Since you three don’t have enough, I’ll have to look for other buyers."

Since they couldn’t be sold internally, he would go through public channels.

Chen Chuan thought for a moment and went directly to the Cultivation Square, where the flow of Outer Sect Disciples was most concentrated.

He found a conspicuous spot, cleared his throat, used a trace of spiritual energy, and spoke loudly:

"Selling top-grade Spirit Gathering Pills, only six available, first come first served, five hundred thousand gold tickets each!"

His voice wasn’t loud, but it clearly spread across half the square.

In an instant, the originally noisy square fell silent.

Everyone’s gaze shifted toward Chen Chuan, filled with astonishment and doubt.

"What? Is something wrong with my ears? Someone is selling top-grade Spirit Gathering Pills?"

"It’s Chen Chuan! That new Alchemy Genius!"

"Is it real or fake?"

"Selling top-grade Spirit Gathering Pills?"

"Five hundred thousand gold tickets each. To be honest, that price isn’t expensive, but who would sell them?"

"Isn’t he just bragging? Or maybe they’re defective?"

A bold Disciple asked loudly: "Chen Chuan, you’re not joking, are you? Are there really top-grade Spirit Gathering Pills for sale?"

Chen Chuan didn’t waste words; he pulled out the jade bottle’s stopper and poured six Medicinal Pills into his palm.

The rich pill fragrance and the lustrous glow immediately drew everyone’s attention.

"Hiss! It really is a Spirit Gathering Pill! Looking at this quality, it’s undoubtedly top grade!"

"My god, he’s actually willing to part with them!"

"Crazy, absolutely crazy. What is Chen Chuan thinking?"

Once the authenticity of the Medicinal Pills was confirmed, the crowd immediately became restless.

"I want one! Five hundred thousand, right? I’ll take one."

A burly Disciple shouted impatiently, directly pulling out a stack of gold tickets.

Chen Chuan took the gold tickets, verified the amount, and readily handed over a Spirit Gathering Pill.

With the first person taking the plunge, the scene immediately became explosive.

"I want one too!"

"Senior Brother Chen, save one for me!"

"I’ll give five hundred and fifty thousand!"

"I’ll give six hundred thousand!"

Seeing everyone scrambling to buy, Chen Chuan was secretly delighted.

On the surface, he remained calm and spoke at the right moment:

"Since you Senior Brothers and Sisters are so enthusiastic and there are only five pills left, let the highest bidder win."

These words ignited the crowd’s competitive desire even more.

Gold tickets were important, but a hard currency like top-grade Spirit Gathering Pills that could directly increase strength was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Six hundred and fifty thousand!"

"Seven hundred thousand!"

"Seven hundred and fifty thousand!"

"Eight hundred thousand! I’ll give eight hundred thousand for one!" a Disciple with an obviously wealthy background shouted with bloodshot eyes.

This price far exceeded the market value.

The scene fell silent for a moment.

Chen Chuan knew when to stop.

In the end, after selling the first one, the remaining five were sold for eight hundred thousand gold tickets each, totaling four million five hundred thousand gold tickets.

Clutching the thick stack of gold tickets, Chen Chuan felt his heart rate accelerating.

He resisted the urge to spend immediately and found a secluded place to use them.

"System, top up! Increase cultivation!"

[Ding! Consumed 200,000 gold tickets, cultivation increased to the Eighth Level of the Burning Lamp Realm!]

[Ding! Consumed 200,000 gold tickets, cultivation increased to the Ninth Level of the Burning Lamp Realm!]

[Ding! Consumed 1,000,000 gold tickets, cultivation increased to the First Level of the Ming Quan Realm!]

A surge of majestic spiritual energy appeared out of thin air, washing through Chen Chuan’s entire body.

His aura rose steadily, and the spiritual energy cyclone in his Dantian gradually liquefied, turning into the phantom of a gurgling spirit spring.

A powerful sense of strength filled his body. Chen Chuan opened his eyes, a sharp light flashing across them.

Feeling the spiritual energy in his body, which was several times more robust than before, he nodded in satisfaction.

"Check the requirements for the next stage."

[For each level increase in the Ming Quan Realm, 300,000 gold tickets must be consumed.]

[Promotion to the Furnace Realm: 3,000,000 gold tickets required.]

[After the Furnace Realm, each level increase requires 400,000 gold tickets.]

Out of four million five hundred thousand gold tickets, one million four hundred thousand were spent in an instant, leaving three million one hundred thousand.

He was still far from breaking through to the Furnace Realm.

"However, having reached the Ming Quan Realm, I can already try to refine Grade Three Medicinal Pills. The efficiency of making money should be even higher!"

Without stopping, he went out again and headed straight for the Mission Pavilion.