Just hearing this name makes it sound incredibly cool.
He is probably already a top figure in the universe.
Without saying a word, Yang Feng immediately spent 999 scrolls to draw a lucky bag.
"Ding! After deducting a 1-point handling fee, a total of 1000 points have been used to successfully purchase the Heavenly Saint Immortal Doctor's Lucky Bag!"
"Already stored in system space, do you want to open the lucky bag?"
Yang Feng suppressed his surging excitement, and with a thought, opened the lucky bag.
"when!"
A series of electronically synthesized mechanical sounds began...
"10 low-grade spirit stones, one grade 3 healing pill, and one 20% off coupon from the store."
Yang Feng's lips twitched violently, and he didn't know what to feel.
It felt like I had been emotionally deceived.
The rewards page looked so fancy, but all I got were some really bad luck.
His heart was bleeding.
A whole thousand scrolls were gone just like that.
This marketing tactic is truly deceptive.
This proves one point: there is absolutely no such thing as a free lunch in this world.
He was really unwilling to give up, so he gritted his teeth. Anyway, he still had six thousand scrolls left.
After hesitating for a long time, I realized that the rewards from the lucky bag were actually quite good, such as a third-grade healing pill.
That's exactly what he needed at that moment, when he was seriously injured.
With the addition of ten low-grade spirit stones and some low-grade spirit stones in the storage space, one should be able to break through to the Heavenly Rank.
Or even higher.
Anyway, as long as you have four thousand scrolls left, you can buy the cultivation techniques.
"Ding, successfully spent 1,000 scrolls."
"when!"
"Qi Gathering Pill x1, Lightning Summoning Talisman x1, Grade 2 Healing Pill x2, Divine Power: Nine Netherworld Fire Prison"
Yang Feng was somewhat surprised to have obtained something extraordinary, having stored everything into his storage space.
Nine Netherworld Fire Hell!
The supernatural powers of cultivators!
Minimum requirements: Fire-attribute spiritual root, mid-stage of the Innate Realm (level 5)
Recommended requirements: Yin-Yang Fire Spiritual Root, Pure Yang Physique, and above the Dragon Transformation Realm.
Yang Feng's heart began to pound. He had relatively few special skills, but now he had acquired a supernatural skill.
How could this not excite him!
Although it's unusable now, you can use it later when your strength improves.
What he feared most was that he didn't have a fire-attribute spiritual root.
There's no rush now. Spiritual roots only develop when a cultivator breaks through to the Innate Realm!
"Alright, we'll use the remaining scrolls to buy cultivation techniques."
"However, I still need to recover from my injuries."
Yang Feng thought to himself.
He suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze flashing with a sharp, piercing light.
His innate mercenary instincts alerted him to someone approaching from the surroundings.
"Little kitty, someone's coming—"
Yang Feng whispered something to the demoness beside him, then took out a grade three pill from his storage space and swallowed it.
It melted in his mouth, and a warm sensation quickly spread throughout his abdomen.
My whole body is surrounded by warm energy, which continuously repairs and purifies me along my blood vessels and bones.
"Leave it to me, Master. You rest here. With me here, no one can touch a hair on your head."
The enchantress opened her large, bright eyes, stood up, turned her head to look outside, and then her figure disappeared from the spot.
Yang Feng was naturally at ease with her, after all, her strength was undeniable. Basically, even if all the top experts in the secular world gathered together, they might not be her match.
At this moment, above the jungle.
An elderly man in the late Earth Realm, exuding a terrifying aura, was constantly searching around.
Below were many disciples from various sects, who were also conducting a search, and the atmosphere was very serious.