Chen Fan was eating unhurriedly. After all, these treasure medicines were quite expensive; he couldn’t just gulp them down like Pigsy eating ginseng fruit and not even know what it tasted like.
Of course, each of these treasure medicines tasted pretty good.
Finally, only the last one of the thirteen treasure medicines remained, the one worth 1.2 million points.
Chen Fan opened the box, and saw a purple fruit, about the size of a bottle cap. It resembled a large grape.
He took out the fruit, thinking, "Is this really a heavenly material and earthly treasure worth 1.2 million points?"
But he knew that Chairman Han would never cheat in such matters.
"Let’s test the effects of this Purple Bodhi."
He opened his mouth and placed the treasure medicine inside, biting down and letting the rich juice burst out, filling his mouth with fragrance.
It tasted so good that he forgot how he swallowed it.
"Oh right, True Qi!"
Chen Fan jolted and quickly looked at the panel.
Only to find his Primordial True Essence had increased by 800 points!
"Indeed."
Chen Fan smiled slightly, knowing that Chairman Han wouldn’t cheat in such matters.
Eight hundred points of Primordial True Essence, what did that mean?
He absorbed the essence of the Song Family Ancestor, which grew his Primordial True Essence by over 3,000 points. Song Tian, the patriarch of the Song Family, contributed only six to seven hundred points.
One Purple Bodhi equaled a quarter of the Song Family Ancestor or more than one Song Tian.
Of course, he could instantly absorb the medicinal power of the Purple Bodhi; not everyone could do this. On the contrary, if others mimic his actions, opened their mouths, and swallowed the Purple Bodhi whole, they would be courting death.
For instance, take Song Tian, the Patriarch of the Song Family. His body contained slightly more Primordial True Essence than what Chen Fan absorbed. But if he dared consume the whole Purple Bodhi, he would instantly explode and die.
Because the human body has its limits.
It’s like weightlifting; someone can lift a 200-kilogram barbell. Add five or ten kilograms, and they might grit their teeth and manage it.
Add twenty or thirty, and they probably wouldn’t last half a second.
Add fifty, a hundred, or two hundred kilograms, and it would be life-threatening.
Consuming heavenly materials and earthly treasures follows the same principle.
If your body’s Primordial True Essence is seven to eight hundred points, eating one Golden Flower Fruit is manageable. Given enough time, the medicinal power can be mostly converted.
But consuming a whole Cyan Gold Melon would be taxing, and if you lose control, you’d waste the fruit and weaken your own power.
Eating a Purple Bodhi would be suicidal.
Thus, even those big families with abundant resources must proceed gradually, consumed treasure medicines thoroughly before daring to take the next one.
Chen Fan looked at the panel:
Realm: True Essence Realm·Second Realm (7.83%) (+)
True Essence: 940052/13804.75 (+6710%)
Level: 29 (0/1 billion)
Constitution: 351900
Power: 272000
Agility: 91600
Spirit: 3268600
Potential Points: 5 million
Experience Points: 130 million
When he left Jiangnan Martial Arts Association, his Primordial True Essence had just broken through 10,000 points.
And now, the total Primordial True Essence had risen to nearly 14,000 points.
In other words, those treasure medicines previously increased his Primordial True Essence by nearly 4,000 points!
This surpassed using the Star Absorption Technique to absorb a Celestial Realm Martial Artist.
But the bad news was, despite such an increase in Primordial True Essence, the total True Qi Value also approached a billion.
It still wasn’t even ten percent of the Elixir Field and Sea of Qi, not to mention the fifty percent target he set.
"Just one billion True Qi, only enough to use the Giant Spirit Hand nine times consecutively, killing three or four enemies at most."
Chen Fan frowned deeply.
He didn’t believe that those monsters living for hundreds of years wouldn’t have a few tricks up their sleeves.
Like the Song Family Seventh Ancestor, it took him four consecutive uses of the Giant Spirit Hand to seriously injure him, mind you, seriously injure, not kill.
Two other Song Family Ancestors were mid-stage Celestial Realm Martial Artists, their strength even greater. A billion True Qi might be enough to kill them both — if he was lucky.
Not enough, far from enough.
Chen Fan sighed.
Looking down at the panel, he saw his Constitution, Power, Agility Attribute slightly benefiting from the treasure medicines, showing slight improvement.
Experience Points were the most prominent though.
Unfortunately, many cultivation techniques were still being supplemented, and by tomorrow, they could be unlocked.
He withdrew his gaze, glancing at the sky.
It was still one or two hours until dark, he had some time left.
If needed, he could continue searching for heavenly materials and earthly treasures at night.
The night wilderness was dangerous, but relatively speaking, unless encountering Beast Emperor level fierce beasts, he deemed escaping wouldn’t be too difficult.
"Let’s continue then."
With a thought, he stored the opened boxes on the table inside his spatial ring and walked outside.
Just as he was about to reach the door, his phone suddenly rang.
Chen Fan took out his phone.
These were exceptional times; anyone calling him could be important.
"Hope it’s not bad news."
He thought, glancing at the screen. Seeing Elder Wang on it, a trace of joy flashed in his eyes.
He had been a bit worried earlier when he couldn’t find Elder Wang.
Though theoretically nothing should happen to someone as powerful as Elder Wang, still, there’s always a ’what if’.
Thankfully, Elder Wang called at this moment.
He quickly picked up the call.
"Hello, Elder Wang, are you alright?"
"Hahaha," Elder Wang laughed warmly, "what could possibly happen to me? I’m back in Anshan City, where are you now?"
"Juque City."
Chen Fan replied, "I came here to exchange some heavenly materials and earthly treasures to enhance my True Essence."
"Ah, that makes sense."
Elder Wang nodded, then curiously asked, "How effective were they?"
"Decent, but still far from filling my Sea of Qi." Chen Fan said helplessly.
"Still far?"
Elder Wang was stunned.
He thought Chen Fan’s Sea of Qi would be nearly filled by now.
After all, Chen Fan had achieved feats even Elder Wang couldn’t, crossing realms to kill two Celestial Realm Martial Artists.
Yet, he casually mentioned that his Sea of Qi was still very empty?
"How much True Essence does your Sea of Qi currently hold?"
He couldn’t help asking.
"Well..."
Chen Fan hesitated, but confessed, "Only about ten percent filled, ninety percent lacking."
"What!"
Elder Wang exclaimed, "Just ten percent? Are you sure it’s not ten percent away from perfection?"
"No, Elder Wang, it’s lacking ninety percent."
Chen Fan said softly.
He said this hoping Elder Wang might have a solution.
Time was pressing, having additional options meant higher hopes.
"You, you..."
After stammering for a while, Elder Wang finally asked, "Are you really in the Fourth Realm of True Essence?"
Back in his time, True Essence Realm Fourth Realm martial artists weren’t rare. Those able to condense Heaven-grade Martial Arts True Pills would never settle for less.
Some Fourth Realm martial artists indeed could fight Celestial Realm Martial Artists on equal terms, some even surpassing them.
He considered Chen Fan to be the latter.
If placed a thousand years ago, Chen Fan would certainly be a peerless talent of his era.
But he hadn’t anticipated Chen Fan’s Sea of Qi held merely ten percent True Essence.
Could he truly be in the Fourth Realm of True Essence?
Perhaps he was neither precedented nor forthcoming, perhaps he was in the Fifth Realm of True Essence?
If he could completely fill the remaining ninety percent of his Sea of Qi with True Essence, he might turn the world upside down.