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It was quite a coincidence that the refined spirit milk had shrunk significantly in volume, but after fifteen bottles of refinement, they just managed to fill one bottle.

Lin Xuan looked at this item with great emotion. He had endured countless hardships to obtain it, and now he finally succeeded. Although this bottle of spirit milk didn't look like much, a single drop could restore his magical power. With careful management, it would last him for a long time.

With this item in hand, Lin Xuan felt much more confident. At least, he wouldn’t have to worry about being chased by a few insignificant opponents due to depleted magical energy again.

After playing with the bottle for a while, Lin Xuan carefully put away the spirit milk. Then, with a wave of his sleeves, another jade bottle flew out.

This bottle was much smaller than the one that held the ten-thousand-year-old spirit milk. After removing the stopper, a refreshing aroma wafted out.

Lin Xuan turned the bottle upside down and gently shook it. A dazzling light emerged as several bright red pills spilled out.

Divine Concentration Pills!

Each pill was roughly the size of a soybean, with a faint shimmering light on its surface. This sight alone showed how extraordinary these Divine Concentration Pills were.

The aroma quickly permeated the entire stone room.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but smile as he looked at his treasure. He had risked everything to enter the Demon Realm and collect materials for these pills, only to find them in hand without much effort. If things went smoothly, he wouldn’t have to visit Spirit King Valley anymore.

Lin Xuan thought about how smooth things would go if the refinement process was successful.

With a precious item like Blue Star Sea, Lin Xuan couldn't help but put in some effort to refine these Divine Concentration Pills. After all, that could significantly increase his chances of advancing.

After resting for two days and replenishing the light points within him, Lin Xuan’s magical energy was at its peak. He then began the refinement process.

He placed one Divine Concentration Pill in his palm, closed his eyes, and used Inner Vision to startmobilizing the internal light points。

Unlike when refining the ten-thousand-year-old spirit milk, this time Lin Xuan discarded all blue light points.

These Divine Concentration Pills were even rarer. To ensure success, he used only pure silver light points.

The beautiful glow flowed through his meridians and into his palm, continuously entering the pill.

Refinement required a continuous effort without any interruptions. Lin Xuan focused intently, more so than when refining the ten-thousand-year-old spirit milk. As time passed, the originally bright red pill gradually became paler in color and smaller in size as some black impurities separated out.

Lin Xuan slowly opened his eyes; the spirit medicine in his hand had evolved into a mid-grade pill.

However, Lin Xuan didn't stop refining. Could it advance to upper grade?

Though it seemed greedy, he knew his situation well. Based on the previous refinement, Lin Xuan felt that there was a good chance of success.

Although these Divine Concentration Pills were rarer than ten-thousand-year-old spirit milk, they were only as big as soybeans and consumed limited silver light points.

If he could obtain an upper-grade pill, advancing to the divine consciousness stage would be more certain. With this thought, Lin Xuan continued his refinement efforts with renewed vigor.

Of course, Lin Xuan dared to do so because True Dragon Immortal gave him five of them at once. If it were just one, he wouldn't have taken such a risk.

As time passed, beads of sweat dripped from Lin Xuan's forehead. Two hours later, the sun had set on the hillside as he spent half a day refining this single pill.

"Phew."

Lin Xuan let out a sigh of relief and smiled at his success.

The originally bright red pill had turned smooth like jade, enveloped in a layer of clear light.

Though the aroma was fainter, it felt more pleasant to smell. There was a sense of floating beyond the mundane world.

Lin Xuan laughed loudly, feeling no need to hide his joy since he was alone in his cave.

By evening, Lin Xuan left the training room and returned to his bedroom for rest.

The next morning, after retrieving another Divine Concentration Pill, he placed it in his palm and began refining.

Time passed quickly as he sat cross-legged.

That evening, Lin Xuan sighed deeply; this refinement attempt failed.

Initially, everything went smoothly as he refined the pill into a mid-grade one. However, when trying to refine it further into an upper grade, it didn't go as smoothly as yesterday. A small mistake led to failure. Looking at the black substance before him, Lin Xuan sighed. Once a refinement fails, all impurities would intertwine and become more compact, making another attempt impossible.

But he wasn't too discouraged; failure was part of success. Lin Xuan knew this well.

After calming down, he returned to rest.

The next morning, he continued refining the second pill.

This process repeated for ten days. Out of five pills, two failed while three were successfully refined into upper-grade ones.

Lin Xuan was quite satisfied with this result; three upper-grade pills should be enough for him to advance to the divine consciousness stage.

He placed these in a jade bottle and stored it on his waist.

After such effort, both the ten-thousand-year-old spirit milk and Divine Concentration Pills were successfully refined. The path ahead of him was clear. Lin Xuan began planning what to do next.

With the Divine Concentration Pills now available, he wouldn't need to go to Spirit King Valley.

It wasn’t laziness or fear; it was simply unnecessary. Three upper-grade pills would be enough for his advancement.

Since his goal in entering the Demon Realm had been achieved, returning to the Spirit World should have been his top priority. However, due to the limitations of two hundred years, he couldn't return yet. Only after another two hundred years would the spatial node weaken again. Lin Xuan wasn’t a Tribulation Period cultivator who could withstand the interface force like True Dragon Immortal.

Thus, whether he liked it or not, for the next two hundred years, he had to stay in this ancient Demon Realm and might even advance to the divine consciousness stage.

No, he needed to advance as soon as possible. For some reason, after meeting with True Dragon Immortal once, Lin Xuan felt a strange sense of impending danger.

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