God Destroying Pearl

Song Yun said: "Thank you for the recommendation, Junior Sister. May I ask how many spirit stones or sect contribution points are needed to exchange for Lingyuan Pills and Juqi Pills?"

The clerk replied, "If you use the sect's contribution points, then a Spiritual Yuan Pill requires fifteen contribution points, while a Qi Condensation Pill only requires ten contribution points. If you convert it to spirit stones, a Spiritual Yuan Pill requires thirty medium-grade spirit stones, while a Qi Condensation Pill requires twenty medium-grade spirit stones."

When Song Yun heard this, an expression of surprise and deep thought appeared on his face.

He first politely expressed his gratitude to the clerk: "Thank you for your detailed answer, Junior Sister."

Afterwards, he carefully savored the price information given by the clerk, and a ripple appeared in his heart.

"It turns out that the value of sect contribution points is far beyond my previous imagination." Song Yun said in his heart. He originally thought that sect contribution points were just a convenient currency circulating within the sect. He never expected that they could be exchanged for such precious elixirs, and they were worth a lot of money.

One Lingyuan Pill requires fifteen contribution points, which is enough to illustrate its rarity and efficiency; and although the Juqi Pill is relatively cheap, ten contribution points are not easily obtained, which shows the sect's rigor and fairness in resource allocation.

Thinking of the spirit stone, Song Yun was even more shocked.

Twenty medium-grade spirit stones are a considerable fortune for most cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage.

As the hard currency in the world of cultivation, the value of spirit stones is self-evident. They can be directly used for cultivation, setting up formations, refining magic weapons and many other purposes.

Lingyuan Pill requires thirty medium-grade spirit stones, which is not only expensive, but also a recognition of its efficacy and value.

"It seems that I don't pay enough attention to the accumulation of contribution points for the sect on a daily basis." Song Yun reflected secretly in his heart. He realized that if he wanted to go further on the road of cultivation, he must participate more actively in the sect's tasks and strive for more contribution points in exchange for more precious cultivation resources.

After a brief thought, Song Yun made a decision.

He looked at the clerk and said firmly, "I decided to exchange the sect contribution points for ten Spiritual Yuan Pills and twenty Qi Condensation Pills."

The clerk smiled when she heard this. She quickly completed the exchange procedures for Song Yun and carefully handed the pill to him.

Song Yun was holding the precious elixir he had just purchased. Although he was happy, he did not leave Duobao Hall immediately.

He decided to go to the Kung Fu area.

As you step into the cultivation area of ​​Duobao Hall, a faint scent of ink and ancient atmosphere interweave, as if they can travel through time and space, leading you into the vast world of immortal cultivation classics.

Song Yun's eyes moved between the dazzling bookshelves.

However, as he went deeper, his anticipation gradually turned into disappointment.

He paid special attention to the skills related to the power of space, but unfortunately, on those bookshelves, whether they were long-forgotten ancient books or recently compiled secret books, there were few mentions of the power of space.

He asked softly to the shop assistant beside him, a seemingly experienced old man, and when the other party heard what he said, a complicated look appeared on his face.

"Young Master, you may not know that space skills are indeed rare in the world of immortal cultivation." The old man said slowly, revealing a bit of awe in his tone, "Not only are they difficult to find, but the threshold for cultivation is extremely high. People without space spiritual roots can hardly get started. And space spiritual roots, like space skills, are relatively rare."

The old man's words made Song Yun understand how precious the space skills given to him by his master Sikong Luo were.

Afterwards, Song Yun bought some talisman paper and talisman-making materials and left Duobao Hall.

Returning to his simple yet cozy room, Song Yun began his retreat and cultivation without any delay.

He knew very well that the improvement of cultivation required not only opportunity and understanding, but also diligence and persistence.

Holding the purchased Lingyuan Pill in his hand, the pill exuded a faint medicinal fragrance, as if it contained endless spiritual power.

As Song Yun slowly swallowed the pill, a warm and powerful energy instantly burst out in his body, like a rushing river or falling stars, impacting every meridian and acupuncture point in his body.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, guiding the energy to flow along the predetermined trajectory, with each cycle accompanied by a subtle and firm will.

Time passed quietly like running water, and three days had passed in the blink of an eye.

During these three days, Song Yun seemed to have experienced countless spring and autumn seasons. With the help of elixirs, his cultivation made a qualitative leap like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon.

With the influx of the last spiritual power, the aura in Song Yun's body suddenly became thick and deep. He suddenly opened his eyes, with a gleam of light in his eyes, as if he could see through everything in the world.

He stood up slowly, feeling the unprecedented powerful strength in his body, with indescribable joy and pride surging in his heart.

"I have finally reached the peak of the thirteenth level of Qi Refining!" Song Yun whispered. Although his voice was light, it revealed endless determination and confidence.

Song Yun knew that as his cultivation reached the peak of the thirteenth level of Qi Refining, he should prepare for building his foundation.

After consolidating his cultivation, Song Yun stood up and prepared to meet his master Sikong Luo.