CHAPTER 836: CHAPTER 621: SPIRIT FRUIT, SPIRIT PILL, AND DEMON BEAST (PART 2)

At this time, Yang Zhenshan was already able to refine Ice Snow Soul-attaching Pills, but the effect of the Soul-attaching Pill was not as powerful as Yang Zhenshan had imagined.

It indeed allows the Martial Artist to gain the ability to control ice and snow, but this ability is not very strong.

For Innate Martial Artists, this ability is useful but of limited assistance, as the core still lies in cultivation and comprehension.

Of course, this is not to say the Soul-attaching Pill is useless; it cannot enhance the Martial Artist’s insight, nor can it enable them to comprehend Dao Intent, but it does aid in the comprehension of Dao Intent for Innate Martial Artists.

For example, if someone wants to understand the Dao Intent of ice and snow, the Soul-attaching Pill cannot make them instantly comprehend it, but it can deepen their understanding of the Dao Intent of ice and snow.

Of course, this refers to the Soul-attaching Pill refined with Ice Heart Fruit.

If refined with a Wind Spirit Fruit, it enhances the understanding of wind-related Dao Intent.

If refined with a Nether Light Fruit, it enhances the understanding of light-related Dao Intent.

The Soul-attaching Pill does not refer to a single elixir, but rather a type of elixir that grants Martial Artists the ability to infuse natural power, also known as a Spiritual Method.

The difference in attributes stems from the difference in the main ingredient.

The recipe for Soul-attaching Pills with different attributes should vary.

Yang Zhenshan currently can only refine Ice Snow Soul-attaching Pills. As for Nether Light and wind attributes, since the Nether Light Fruit and Wind Spirit Fruit have not yet matured, he has not tried them.

However, through his research, he has gained a deep understanding of the formula for the Soul-attaching Pill.

The formula can indeed be adjusted, as long as the pharmacological balance and effect of the ruling, assisting, and accompanying herbs can be maintained.

Now, Yang Zhenshan’s understanding of pharmacology and alchemy has reached the level of a master, and he can deduce the formulas for Soul-attaching Pills with other attributes by himself.

Of course, this is assuming he already has the formula for the Ice Snow Soul-attaching Pill. If it were a completely unfamiliar formula, he might need more time for deduction and experimentation.

Currently, he possesses four types of spirit fruits with attributes: Ice Heart Fruit, Nether Light Fruit, Wind Spirit Fruit, and Dragon Bone Fruit.

That’s right, the Dragon Bone Fruit is also an attribute spirit fruit. Chai Wuji said this spirit fruit could transform the spine into a dragon bone, enhancing one’s presence, but Yang Zhenshan believes the Dragon Bone Fruit enhances not only presence but also spiritual power.

Because presence can also be understood as a manifestation of spiritual power.

While the big dummy got close to Yu Qingyi, a shadow flashed over and nestled in front of Yang Zhenshan.

"Neigh~~"

Its huge head leaned on Yang Zhenshan, almost knocking him over.

"Enough, stop messing around!"

Yang Zhenshan helplessly held down Red Cloud’s big head.

If the big dummy could be considered a demon beast for being able to control ice and snow, then Red Cloud’s strength is definitely at the demon beast level.

By age, this guy is almost forty years old.

It has already surpassed a horse’s lifespan limit.

Under normal circumstances, a horse’s lifespan should be around thirty years, but Red Cloud is almost forty and doesn’t seem old at all, still full of vitality and strength.

Advantaged by its size, Red Cloud’s strength even surpasses Yang Zhenshan’s.

However, Red Cloud’s intelligence has not increased, still childlike, enjoying play and mischief like a six-

or seven-year-old.

Red Cloud continued to nuzzle Yang Zhenshan, even playfully lifted its hoof.

Yang Zhenshan knew exactly what it meant, so he had to swing onto its back.

"I’ll play with it for a while."

Yu Qingyi smiled gently and also climbed onto the back of her reindeer.

The horse and reindeer immediately started frolicking and galloping.

However, from their speed and the way they galloped, the difference between the two was apparent.

The reindeer’s speed was fast, navigating the ridges with ease, agile and carefree.

But compared to it, Red Cloud’s speed could only be described as exaggerated, galloping through the ridges like a breeze, leaping over several feet-wide ravines, soaring over steep walls, endlessly showcasing its extraordinary physique.

In just over two hours, this guy ran back and forth from the mountaintop to the edge of the space and back, reaching a speed of fifty kilometers per hour. This was in the ridges, merely running through the valleys and ravines, and such mountain-crossing ability was plenty exaggerated.

Riding on its back felt like being on a roller coaster, up and down, left and right, making it extremely uncomfortable.

So Yang Zhenshan remarked that he was playing with it.

Once back at the mountaintop, Yang Zhenshan patted its big head.

"Can’t you slow down, you’re making me dizzy!"

"Neigh~~" Red Cloud raised its big head, its large eyes full of pride, as if saying, "Am I awesome or what?"

"Alright, alright, go play by yourself!"

Yang Zhenshan couldn’t be bothered with it anymore, shooing it away, then walked towards the small courtyard behind.

His yard was much larger than before and looked very appealing; the original earthen house had transformed into a two-story bamboo building.

There were over a dozen rooms on all sides, with a large cellar in the back.

The cellar was filled with wines, and several rooms were packed with tea leaves, herbs, and honey.

The main hall in the main building was even laid out with four tiger skins.

Laying down the tiger skins wasn’t Yang Zhenshan’s way of showing off, he just didn’t want to waste them.

These four tiger skins came from the four little tigers that Yang Zhenshan and Yu Qingyi captured from Wanshan Ridge earlier.

The four tigers had been in the space for over ten years and had grown extraordinarily strong. The most perplexing part for Yang Zhenshan was how prolific these tigers were, producing more than twenty offspring in just over ten years.

This resulted in dire consequences for the other animals in the space, with herds of cattle and sheep being eaten by them, even several of the carefully raised horses were secretly hunted by them.

There was no choice, Yang Zhenshan had to take action, peeling the tiger skins for carpets and keeping the bones for wine.

Now that the space had expanded, otherwise, Yang Zhenshan might have needed to hunt a few more tigers.

In today’s expanded space, more animals have been introduced, including wild boars, wolves, bears, and various fierce beasts, as well as many birds and herbivores.

The numbers aren’t many yet though, since the plant ecosystem in the space hasn’t fully developed, so only a few of each animal type have been brought in for now.

In a few years, when the flora becomes lush, the number of these animals can be increased.

"Isn’t it time for us to return?"

In the bamboo building, Yu Qingyi asked while tidying the dried clothes.

"Hmm, it’s time to return!" Yang Zhenshan said, brewing a pot of green tea, gently blowing on it.

They had already been away for more than three years. They left before the passing of Emperor Yanping, and now it’s already October of Jianxing in the third year.

Yang Zhenshan knew that Emperor Yanping had already passed away, but he had no interest in going to the Capital City to mourn him.

His feelings toward Emperor Yanping were complicated.

There was some genuine feeling, as Emperor Yanping had once trusted him greatly.

But more so, there was a sense of disapproval. He disagreed with the way Emperor Yanping managed the Da Rong Court, keeping the court in turmoil, for which Emperor Yanping had to take major responsibility.

"I wonder how An’er and Qi’er are!" Yu Qingyi started to miss her grandchild and granddaughter.

"What else? They must have grown up by now!" Yang Zhenshan replied casually.

Yu Qingyi gave him an eye roll and complained, "You don’t miss them at all!"

In fact, she had another thought unsaid: you have many grandchildren, so naturally, you won’t miss them much, but I only have those two as my direct descendants.

Yu Qingyi would never voice such thoughts, as she was always fair as a stepmother, though she might have preferences in her heart, she would never show it in her actions.

If Yang Zhenshan knew her thoughts, he would certainly cry injustice.

You’re a stepmother, and I’m a stepfather too!

We only have one biological son between us.

It’s not that Yang Zhenshan didn’t miss his children; he just didn’t have much time to do so, only occasionally thinking of them when he was free.

"Let’s head back tomorrow, we’ll board a ship from the south port of the Peacock Dynasty!" Yang Zhenshan chuckled.