The Heavenly Gang Treasure Bottle could steadily absorb and condense Heavenly Gang Qi from the heavens. On average, it could produce only three pills per day, and unsurprisingly, these were Heavenly Gang Pills of the Yellow grade.
The Heavenly Gang Pill could increase one's true qi and mana, accelerating cultivation. Most cultivators could safely consume it. It was a genuine spiritual pill, a perfect ten-tier pill, free of impurities and devoid of any pill poison. Upon absorption, it could rapidly enhance cultivation, formed entirely from Heavenly Gang Qi.
Its qi-boosting effects even surpassed Eternal Coins. Most critically, because it was made of pure Heavenly Gang Qi, it naturally possessed the power to cleanse body and spirit, expel evil and ward off malevolence, and even suppress inner demons. There was no risk of going berserk when taking the pill, and one would be immune to outside evils. Its value was self-evident—far superior to common pills, especially being a spiritual ten-tier pill.
Just one pill equaled half a month of hard cultivation for an ordinary cultivator.
And that was only a Yellow-grade Heavenly Gang Pill. Once the Heavenly Gang Treasure Bottle underwent metamorphosis and reached the Mystic-grade, it could condense even higher-quality Mystic-grade pills, containing more power and purity, thus granting a greater boost in cultivation.
"It's time to refine the Heavenly Gang Treasure Bottle into a life-bound treasure and merge it into the Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower," Yi Tianxing thought, watching the white jade bottle ravenously devouring Heavenly Gang thunder from the sky."That would instantly elevate it to Mystic-grade, and with the Hongmeng Tower's power, it could absorb qi even faster, generating more and better pills. This would be a one-time effort with endless returns, a true treasure that produces pills endlessly."
A treasure like the Heavenly Gang Bottle, born of heaven and earth, was not easy to upgrade. It required a long period of absorbing Heavenly Gang essence to evolve. Waiting for natural progression to Mystic-grade could take who knew how long.
The best method was to merge it into the Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower, using the power of world essence to refine it and trigger its evolution—a permanent solution.
Such a resource-type treasure was extraordinarily rare.
Back when Qian Xiaojia lost the Heavenly Gang Bottle, he was so furious he nearly bashed his head against a wall. The loss hurt more than anything else.
If such a treasure could be nurtured to full maturity, it would provide immense long-term support to a cultivator's growth.
Previously, Yi Tianxing didn't prioritize it because its absorption speed was decent, and every new layer added to the Hongmeng Tower increased the burden on him. But now, he had changed his mind: whether it's one sheep or two, you feed them just the same. If necessary, he could just scavenge more resources later. Treasures that should be refined, must be refined.
Besides, as the Hongmeng Tower grew stronger, so did its internal potential.
"Might as well go all in!"
Shua!!
The Heavenly Gang Treasure Bottle, like a whale drinking water, quickly absorbed massive amounts of Heavenly Gang Thunder. But that didn't stop the Heavenly Gang Thunder Layer from dissipating. Before long, it faded away entirely.
The white jade bottle then descended rapidly and landed in Yi Tianxing's hand.
Within it, profound Daoist laws could be sensed flowing.
He gave it a gentle shake.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Crisp ringing came from inside the bottle.
With a light tap, Yi Tianxing watched as snow-white Heavenly Gang Pills flew out one after another. Mystic pill patterns swirled across their surface, surrounded by mist-like cloud patterns, making them appear extraordinary.
These were all Heavenly Gang Pills.
In the blink of an eye, thousands upon thousands of pills poured out—a massive windfall from the thunderstorm. More than what had been produced over several years.
All of them were carefully stored away.
"There's more."
After the pills were exhausted, Yi Tianxing gave the bottle another shake. Something else was inside—it wasn't another pill but something different.
With a thought, a pearl-like object flew out.
"A Thunder Pearl!!"
Upon close inspection, it was the size of a Heavenly Gang Pill, but lightning flickered across its surface, forming thunderous patterns. Just holding it revealed its immense destructive power—if detonated, it could obliterate everything nearby.
The energy it contained could instantly kill a cultivator at the Fate Aperture Realm, or at least heavily wound them.
"So the Heavenly Gang Treasure Bottle can also produce Thunder Pearls? That's new," Cai Yan remarked, surprised.
"I didn't know either," Yi Tianxing admitted. "It must be because the lightning it absorbed was rich in Heavenly Gang Qi. That refined the qi into pills, while the violent aspect of the thunder condensed into Thunder Pearls. These could become powerful life-saving trump cards—even stronger than rune bombs."
There were likely many Thunder Pearls inside the bottle now—an unexpected bonus. If not for tossing it into the thunder layer, this hidden ability would have never surfaced.
"A treasure like this must be fully under our control."
Without hesitation, Yi Tianxing refined the Heavenly Gang Treasure Bottle as his life-bound treasure. The moment it merged into his body, it was immediately devoured by the Hongmeng Tower.
"The Heavenly Gang Bottle — an artifact capable of splitting the heavens."
In an instant, a new eighteenth layer formed within Yi Tianxing's spiritual sea, the tower's internal space expanding rapidly like an inflating balloon. It shattered the limits of cave-space, ascending to a Small Thousand World.
The trade-off was that all tower floors shrank, down to about 3,200 li in radius. If not for devouring so many corpses on the battlefield, the shrinkage would've been worse.
But it was all worth it.
"Now that it's Mystic-grade, the bottle has two internal layers—one for Yellow-grade pills and one for Mystic-grade pills. The qi in this tower layer is especially rich in Heavenly Gang Qi, greatly accelerating pill production. I expect 100 Yellow-grade pills per day, and nine Mystic-grade pills as well."
This was the miracle of a World-Creating Divine Artifact—each world it generated had unique attributes. In this case, that attribute was the dense Heavenly Gang Qi, perfect for nurturing the bottle.
An immense boon.
Yi Tianxing could now harvest a stable supply of Heavenly Gang Pills—without relying on spiritual herbs or materials.
The Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower — now 18 floors tall—grew ever deeper in power.
"Zhao Ji, from now on, use Heavenly Gang Pills to assist your cultivation. They'll be available for exchange in the Treasure Hall," Yi Tianxing said with a smile.
"Mm. The pills not only increase qi but also clarify the mind. They make rune condensation easier and faster—almost 50% more efficient," Cai Yan replied.
She had already reached Divine Sea Realm, Level Seven, and was still condensing runes. The Scripture of Sitting Forgetfulness was a top-tier foundational technique, requiring a huge number of runes to forge the Sea of Transformation. With Heavenly Gang Pills, each session allowed her to fully immerse herself in rune creation and Dao comprehension.
Before, due to scarcity, she only took one pill per day—but now, with mass production, her speed of improvement would skyrocket.
"In a few days, I'll begin my own closed-door training. Mao Sui has already set off to negotiate with the foreign races. It seems many alien tribes dwell in the wilderness, even within human territory. While humans reside in villages and towns, the aliens occupy the wilds."
"He's heading to a nearby Minotaur tribe. I'll wait for the results of that diplomacy mission, then begin cultivation. It's time to fully unlock my core Fate Apertures."
Yi Tianxing looked at the fading thunderstorm in the sky.
Now was the best time for cultivation, and everyone knew it. Yet the diplomatic mission with the alien races was equally vital.
Mao Sui, with his silver tongue, was capable of extraordinary persuasion. But whether he could truly build alliances across tribes—only this mission would tell.
Everything hinged on the outcome.
To that end, Yi Tianxing had left behind a spatial gate marker on Mao Sui, ready to open a portal and travel directly to him at any moment, should the need arise.