Zombies: Cultivating Immortality at Maoshan, Becoming Stronger by Doing Nothing

I only had about twenty portions of Heavenly Rank materials to begin with, and after using eight portions to forge the Myriad Evolution Sword, I only have fifteen left. This isn't a long-term solution!

Ling Yanyan frowned as he thought of this.

The Dharma-ending Age is truly troublesome.

No wonder that at the Celestial Master level, almost everyone is in seclusion, rarely venturing out. Even dangerous situations that could be easily resolved are only addressed after disciples below the Celestial Master level have become unable to control the situation.

The biggest reason is that there isn't enough spiritual energy in the world!

If there were enough spiritual energy in the world, there would be no need for such practices, and so many people would not have fallen into the ranks of evil cultivators.

"However, I remember there is a type of pill in alchemy called the Pure Spirit Pill, which is made using spirit stones. It can greatly reduce the loss of spiritual energy from the spirit stones and also increase the recovery speed!"

One high-grade spirit stone or one thousand mid-grade spirit stones are just enough to refine one, while a perfect quality one has the spiritual energy equivalent of three high-grade spirit stones!

However, to refine it, at least a perfect-level alchemy technique of the lower-grade Spirit rank is required! I'll need to prepare some once I reach the required alchemist level!

Thinking of the effects of the Pure Spirit Pill, Ling Yan Yan breathed a slight sigh of relief!

In this way, one can use spirit stones to restore one's spiritual energy 15 times a day!

Of course, to truly solve the spirit stone problem, we still need to rely on the passive ability that automatically strengthens.

Passively upgrading to IV6 yields at least 30 high-grade spirit stones of spiritual energy per day.

In addition, alchemy can increase absorption efficiency threefold, which means a full one hundred pills.

That's enough for Ling Yan Yan to consume before reaching the seventh level of the Celestial Master realm.

"Being passive is the way to go!"

By the way, it seems we're setting off from the treacherous Maoshan Pass today, and we all need to reach the Western Regions by tomorrow. If we don't go back soon, it'll be too late! This time, we're guaranteed at least forty passive skills!

If I can achieve an S-rank or SS-rank, the passive skills I gain will be enough to further enhance my strength!

Ling Yan Yan smiled at this thought, and without hesitation, he soared into the sky, flying towards the direction of the Celestial Empire.

However, just after he left, deep within the location where Mount Fuji was originally, a pair of enormous eyes spanning a thousand meters slowly opened!

Meanwhile, in the guest rooms of Zuixianlou!

"Ouch, that hurts, Master! Why isn't my Uncle-Master back yet?"

Qiu Sheng lay on the bed, his body covered in bandages, screaming in agony.

"Bear with it, Ling Yanyan will probably be back soon!"

Uncle Nine said helplessly.

At this moment, he was also somewhat helpless, unsure whether Ling Yanyan was safe or not. After all, this kid had said he was going to destroy the Undead Sect!

That's at least a second-rate evil sect.

The battle was supposed to be over last night, but then the morgue where he was hiding collapsed.

Qiu Sheng, who was being lured by being hung in the morgue, was crushed under the building and nearly died.

"Luckily, I didn't use myself as bait yesterday; I just hid under the bed, or I would have been in big trouble too!"

Seeing Qiu Sheng's miserable appearance, Wen Cai couldn't help but speak up with relief.

Being weak has its advantages, but then again, if he were the one buried, he would probably be dead by now.

"Sigh, I finally made this trip, but I didn't even see the most exciting parts. What a waste of a trip!"

Meanwhile, Ao Ning Shuang, who was sitting at the table with her chin resting on her hand, looked dejected.

She had just gotten up this morning when she discovered that the entire mortuary had been destroyed.

Fortunately, Uncle Nine sent someone to wait for her and invite her to Zuixianlou, otherwise she would not know what had happened.

"How can it be considered a wasted trip?"

At that moment, the guest room door opened by itself.

Then Ling Yanyan walked in with a smile.

"Uncle Master?"

"Brother Ling Yanyan?"

"Junior brother!!"

Everyone was overjoyed to see Ling Yanyan return safely!

"Uncle-Master, help! Someone's going to die!"