Rising from Small Cloud Rain Technique

Chapter 759: Chapter 596: Effect Stacking

Not long after, the intelligent puppet came over with a teapot, pouring out a cup of Spirit Tea, its aroma overwhelming, carrying a bit of warmth.

As the fragrance entered his body, Ji An felt the spiritual qi in his Fire Element Divine Mansion circulating slightly faster.

“Ah, after all, it’s just a Tier Three Lower Grade Spirit Tea. For a cultivator like me at the third layer of the Golden Core Stage, the effect isn’t that strong anymore.”

He murmured to himself narcissistically. Back when he first tasted this kind of Spirit Tea, the sensation was much stronger.

Ji An lifted the teacup, the orange-red, translucent color of the tea catching his eye, with ethereal red mist rising, like splendid rosy clouds.

Taking a small sip, his taste buds experienced the fragrance of the Spirit Tea. He closed his eyes, swallowed the tea, feeling as if a line of fire slid down his throat, bringing warmth wherever it passed.

“Not bad,” he praised, and then tilted his head back to drink the Spirit Tea in one go, drinking the whole pot successively.

He wasn’t a refined person; most of the time, he drank tea like this, in big gulps.

For him, the effect of the tea was more important, with taste being secondary.

Taking out a Li Fire Immortal Apricot from the Grotto Void Stone, Ji An began forming hand seals to release Bing Fire Divine Thunder.

The direct effect of the Spirit Tea and the Immortal Apricot was that spell casting became smoother, with a noticeable reduction in casting time as evidence.

From this result, the effects of consuming both the Li Fire Immortal Apricot and Phoenix Dance Danxia Tea indeed had an additive effect.

In the case of consuming both spiritual objects simultaneously, if the Stone Turtle’s enhancement of Bing Fire Divine Thunder could reduce Spiritual Mechanism consumption, that would be even better.

The red thunder rolled within the Little World, staining the area with the color of flames.

Listening to the booming sounds, feeling the spreading magic intent from the dispersion of fire spirit power, the Cyan Water Turtle, trembling with fear, dived to the bottom of the pond, burrowing into deeper mud. Only this way could it reduce its feeling of dread.

The feeling during spell casting became increasingly smooth, with a mysterious sensation brewing in his heart.

Ji An didn’t attempt to capture this feeling, because seeking it intentionally often leads to failure. He simply quietly felt the magic power circulating within, sensing the rhythm emitted by the Bing Fire and Ding Fire Dao Seeds.

In the Sea of Consciousness, a void spirit-like clarity expanded, while the mysterious sensation in his heart grew stronger, finally rising like a fire dragon, with a torrent of insight flowing in his heart…

[Magic Technique: Bing Fire Divine Thunder (Perfection 67%→86%)]

With celestial time, geographical advantage, and harmony all present, enlightenment followed, filling Ji An’s eyes and mouth with joy, saving a great deal of time.

Once magical power was half-consumed, Ji An applied medicinal mud and began practicing the Acala Bodhisattva Skill. When his stamina was half-exhausted, he sat cross-legged under the Gathering Essence Tree, operating the Five Elements Reincarnation Scripture.

Now stationed at Wulan Mountain, he needed to be prepared to deal with unexpected situations at any time, keeping at least half of his stamina and magical power.

Otherwise, encountering an emergency would leave him at a loss, which would be troublesome.

The night passed without words.

At 7:00 AM the next day, hearing someone calling outside the attic, Ji An opened the Dharma Prohibition.

An elderly cultivator, wearing a profound black Daoist Robe, entered, with a square face and a very steady demeanor.

“Greetings, Daoist Master. I am Zhang Haoyang, a steward of the Black Wind Ridge Fortress, responsible for coordinating resources. I bring the materials needed for today’s pill refinement and talisman crafting for you.”

He presented the storage bag containing materials, “Four furnaces of Vajra Pill, along with materials for one hundred and fifty Purifying Talismans and ten Spirit Stabilizing Talismans, please check them, Daoist Master.”

He quickly glanced at Ji An, then promptly lowered his gaze, surprised that the Business Alliance had dispatched a Golden Core stage alchemist to assist. He hadn’t expected this.

Usually, a Golden Core level alchemist would have more important tasks, typically refining Tier Three Pills. Understanding that the person was a cultivator from a different continent made everything plausible.

Ji An’s brows slightly furrowed. “The daily workload isn’t small; four double hours might be fully occupied.”

From what he knew about other alchemists and talisman makers, completing these tasks in four double hours was barely manageable. It wasn’t about efficiency; the consumption of Divine Sense was a significant drawback.

Without sufficient Spiritual Strength, other methods must be used to compensate for the consumed Divine Sense.

The good news was that the Vajra Pill and Purifying Talisman were both Tier Two resources, so the consumption of Divine Sense for him during alchemy and talisman making wasn’t much.

Zhang Haoyang scratched his head with a wry smile, “We must increase the inventory of necessities as much as possible.”

Ji An wasn’t satisfied with this answer, “Did the base have any alchemists or talisman makers before?”

“Uh, no. Previously, all kinds of resources were sent by the main fortress. Now, without finished pills and talismans, it’s up to senior to refine them.”

There was one thing Zhang Haoyang didn’t mention: if Black Wind Ridge’s pill and talisman resources were abundant, they needed to assist other fortresses.

“When should the pills and talismans be handed over?”

“I will come to collect them late afternoon each day.”

Ji An nodded solemnly, “Alright, to resist the True Demon Tribulation, I’m willing to take on more responsibility, but the workload is too high, I need more time to complete the tasks.

How about this: you don’t need to collect them tonight; take them all when you deliver the materials the next morning.

The attic’s Dharma Prohibition will remain active. Inform others not to disturb me.”

This task is clearly a bit heavy, but it also gives him a reason to stay in the attic, and unless a very urgent situation arises, he can remain in the Little World enjoying the Tier Three Middle Grade Spiritual Vein.

Zhang Haoyang said in a low voice, “Alright, but I need to report to Yun Yan Daoist Master.”

“This is my request,” Ji An waved his hand, “I need to start refining pills now.”

“I’ll take my leave.”

Ji An didn’t return to the Little World, staying in the attic, honestly refining pills and crafting talismans.

He calculated the time, spending three and a half double hours to complete the task. If he refined pills and crafted talismans in the Little World, the time would be reduced a bit.