### **Chapter 98: Qi Refining Eighth Layer!**
After all, those on Coldblood Peak practiced cold-attribute techniques, so Ghost Eyes were suitable for them too.
Wang Yu set the prices for the different grades of Ghost Eyes by referencing the Coldblood Pill prices, setting them slightly lower.
Peak grade: 550 spirit stones.
Top grade: 500 spirit stones.
Medium grade: 350 spirit stones.
These prices were quite fair, fifty spirit stones cheaper than pills of the same grade, very reasonable.
At Spider Mountain, any late-stage Qi Refining cultivator with some capability would sell their surplus Ghost Eyes to ensure full resource utilization.
At first, people came to inquire only occasionally, but gradually, more came. Because no matter how many they wanted, Wang Yu always seemed able to provide them, as if he possessed an endless supply.
For larger purchases, Wang Yu could offer even better prices, giving discounts and such. He was very easy to deal with.
Even if one couldn't use them personally, stockpiling some to sell at a higher price to fellow disciples after returning to the sect could yield a profit. Unlike Profound Essence Flowers, these could be stored for decades.
Even if they dried out, they still held value for alchemy and weren't hard to sell.
Of course, one also had to consider the time cost involved.
The spiritual energy supply at Spider Mountain wasn't very abundant; sometimes spirit stones were needed to supplement cultivation consumption. Whether to hoard or not needed to be decided based on one's means.
Wang Yu simply had too many gains; selling a bit didn't matter. After all, spirit stones looked clean and white, much more pleasing to the eye than the pitch-black Ghost Eyes. He wasn't losing out anyway.
Maintaining this rhythm,
the second year at Spider Mountain passed quickly. Another rotation arrived, and it was his turn to tend those few *mu* of land again.
Time reached the 9th month of Wang Yu's 11th year as an outer disciple.
That day.
Inside the blood-mist-shrouded stone house, Wang Yu, who was circulating his energy, had fine sweat beading on his forehead. He was facing a critical juncture for a breakthrough. Originally, he would have had to wait several more months for a chance to break through.
But as he refined the improved Coldblood Pills, he became increasingly proficient. Coincidentally, he had recently refined a large wave of medicinal power, causing his cultivation to surge forward, reaching the critical point for a breakthrough.
Three hundred units of spiritual power!
If converted to the early Qi Refining stage, that would be thirty thousand strands. Back then, a mere ten strands were enough to break through to the second layer, and a hundred strands for the third layer.
This showed how dramatically his capacity had changed compared to his weaker days.
*Pop—*
An almost imperceptible sound seemed to ring out. The realm barrier was breached. The aura around him surged, and even his spiritual sense grew.
The improvement brought by a realm advancement was comprehensive.
"Qi Refining eighth layer. Finally broke through."
After running a few more major cycles to stabilize his realm, Wang Yu finally stood up.
He clenched his fist. Four spectacular, coiling blue veins were clearly visible—the physical strength cultivated from the *Flood Dragon Strength* technique.
The so-called [Nine Awakened Dragon Sinews] had already been cultivated to the fourth sinew. This was the feedback from Placement Slot 4. Simultaneously, this technique had completely reached the Perfection stage.
If he could obtain fresh Dragon Lineage essence blood, his own cultivation speed would surpass that of the placement slot. This was the change brought by a perfected technique.
It was also the difference between body refinement techniques and Qi Refining techniques.
It was just a pity he temporarily lacked resources in this area. Once he found some, he might consider freeing up the slot to improve other aspects.
After *Flood Dragon Strength* reached Perfection, like the *Coldblood Art*, it would require twenty years of placement to elevate the technique's upper limit. There was no rush for that.
The standard for the eighth layer of Qi Refining was three hundred units of spiritual power. Breaking through to the ninth layer required reaching seven hundred units, and then climbing to Qi Refining Perfection required one thousand units.
Only then could one attempt Foundation Establishment.
At the current efficiency of the placement slots, reaching the ninth layer would take 27 years, and then reaching Perfection would take another 20 years—nearly 50 years combined...
Even factoring in the improved Coldblood Pills, it would still take nearly 40 years, and that was assuming he consumed them up to the limit.
He was now 28 and a half years old. Reaching the threshold for Foundation Establishment around 70 was 50% faster than a Three Spiritual Roots cultivator but over 30% slower than a Two Spiritual Roots cultivator.
But for a Waste Spiritual Root, this speed was incredible. Seventy years old! He would be old by then. The maximum lifespan for a Qi Refining cultivator was only one hundred and fifty years.
Very few lived to that age; most passed away around one hundred and twenty or thirty due to hidden injuries from youthful battles, damage from aggressive cultivation... and so on.
It was rare for a cultivator to live to their true lifespan limit, and he had also burned his own lifespan before.
For a moment, he didn't know whether to be happy or sad. He remained silent for a long time.
Wang Yu had no immediate solution. When the ten-year Spider Mountain mission ended, the Demonic Embryo Profound Origin Secret Curse would also正好 reach perfection. His next stop after returning to the sect would be to use a slave capture mission to return to the Taihu Spirit Domain.
Before Foundation Establishment, he absolutely needed to improve his aptitude.
This would also allow him to use a high-grade Foundation Establishment Pill to complete the breakthrough to this realm as soon as possible. If Qi Refining cultivators were considered ants, those at the Foundation Establishment stage could already have a say in matters.
At the very least, they would escape the bottom rung, no longer needing to scheme at every step like now, constantly fearing offending someone and facing utter ruin.
"And then there's the sect. The conflicts among the True Disciples also need constant attention. Otherwise... the plan will be difficult to achieve."
Suppressing the joy in his heart, Wang Yu returned to his arduous cultivation mode. He drank a cup of tea, rested for half an hour, and then plunged back into the meditation room.
......
......
Ten days later.
Loud calls came from outside.
"Senior Brother Wang! I'd like to buy some Ghost Eyes..."
Unconsciously, Wang Yu had also been promoted to the senior brother generation. He temporarily dispersed the blood mist formed by the formation and walked out quickly, asking succinctly:
"How many does Junior Brother want?"
This person wore the standard outer disciple uniform, with an ordinary face, only his eyes were somewhat bright, likely a change brought by consuming Ghost Eyes.
After Wang Yu consumed his full ten Ghost Eyes, his eyesight improved significantly, complementing his Lunar Nether Pupils well and proving more practical in combat.
This junior brother was only at the fifth layer of Qi Refining and seemed a bit short on funds.
"Senior Brother Wang, could I exchange five hundred spirit stones for three top-grade Ghost Eyes?"
Wang Yu frowned. Trying to get something for nothing? Impossible!
"I'm not trying to get them for free. I have some information that I believe you, Senior Brother, greatly need." The person quickly explained, afraid of being misunderstood.
"What information? About the sect?" Wang Yu's expression remained calm, but he saw the other person hesitate, stammering.
"I... I'm not sure if it counts as insider information. It's related to Foundation Establishment."
Wang Yu suddenly understood. He had thought wrong; not everyone knew he had offended Wei Zhong.
"Speak. If it matches its due value, I'll give you not just three, but five. If it's Foundation Establishment secrets I already know, you get none."
"This..."
Hesitating for a moment, the person gritted his teeth.
"I trust you, Senior Brother."
Wow. Since entering the Reverse Spirit Blood Sect, aside from the spirit slaves in the stone hut area, he hadn't encountered anyone who seemed so simple and direct.
"It's like this, Senior Brother. I heard you were promoted from a spirit slave and consumed a great deal of your lifespan. Your aptitude must be lacking."
**(End of Chapter)**