I am really not a medical immortal.-Chapter 1502 - 1501: Nascent Soul Old Monster

Watching Zhang Xiaohao’s departing figure, Feng Ling Venerable’s gaze flickered, lasting for quite a while before it finally receded.

"Climb the altar and seize the Limitless Blood Pill!"

"Yes, my lord!" The group from the City Lord Mansion responded respectfully.

Immediately, each person gripped their magic artifacts, enduring the immense gravity suppression, as they climbed towards the blood-red altar ahead.

The higher they climbed, the stronger the gravity became; from initially feeling like Mount Tai, it now felt as if ten or even dozens of Mount Tais were pressing down on them, so heavy.

By now, whether it was the masked person in black who had gone ahead or those from the City Lord Mansion who arrived later, each brought their methods to bear, executing various secret measures to increase the strength of their physical body, one after another.

Even so, the masked person in black had only barely managed to reach the fifty-first step, while the City Lord’s forces had only reached the forty-second step. Only Feng Ling Venerable, a cultivator in the Golden Core Realm, relying on his wealth, had managed to reach the forty-ninth step.

As for Zhang Xiaohao, he had only reached the thirty-sixth step.

At this moment, a dense blood mist constantly emanated from his body, painting a three-meter radius around him into a massive blood-red cocoon. The sounds emitted by the blood and flesh from his meridians grew increasingly loud, and it seemed as though he could collapse at any moment.

"Indeed! As I continue upwards, the pressure from above intensifies. However, beneath this powerful pressure, the hidden injuries within my body are rapidly being expelled as my meridians and flesh are forcibly reorganized. Just now, my physical strength has restored by one-tenth, comparable to a cultivator at Qi Cultivation Perfection! If I can climb to the peak, even if my physical strength doesn’t fully recover, it can at least be restored to the Foundation Establishment Realm! By then, I will be able to kill a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator!" Zhang Xiaohao contemplated.

With a flip of his hand, he casually stuffed a spiritual medicine into his mouth.

Afterward, he continued to step forward. Although he was trailing at the back, he steadily advanced, and with each step forward, he required abundant spiritual medicines or elixirs to sustain him. Fortunately, over these three years in this Grotto Heaven, he had collected countless treasures of heaven and earth, as well as numerous elixirs and others! Otherwise, he would have been unable to keep going at this point.

Because the reorganization of the fractured body demands excessive energy, even with the help of the Shennong Reincarnation Scripture, it is not easily accomplished.

Thus, another half hour passed.

Zhang Xiaohao had already caught up with Feng Ling Venerable, joining him on the fifty-third step, while the masked person in black managed to reach only the fifty-sixth step.

"Young one, you are clearly struggling to persist. How have you made it this far?" Feng Ling Venerable inquired in puzzlement.

"Heh." Zhang Xiaohao sneered, disregarding him completely. With a step, he left Feng Ling Venerable behind, advancing to the fifty-fourth step.

Listening to the sounds akin to thunder and rain in his ears, Feng Ling Venerable’s expression turned grim, feeling disregarded by a youngster. Remembering what Zhang Xiaohao had communicated to him earlier, Feng Ling Venerable’s eyes flashed with cold light. Retrieving a Black Tiger Barbaric Bull Pill, a pill designed to enhance physical strength, he swallowed it, promptly amplifying the strength in his body. Moving swiftly, he sprinted up two steps, aligning himself with Zhang Xiaohao without even glancing at him, before charging towards the masked person in black.

There is only one Limitless Blood Pill, yet there are three of them, making the acquisition of the pill worthwhile.

"Heh heh—! To think I’ve been hiding here for a thousand years, yet young ones like you are causing such a stir. With just Foundation Establishment and Golden Core cultivation, you have climbed over fifty steps, truly opening my eyes." The masked person in black laughed eerily.

"Hmph! What a thousand years; who are you trying to scare? You seriously think this old man will believe the words of a youngster?" Feng Ling Venerable said dismissively.

"Does this seat need your belief? Once I acquire this Limitless Blood Pill, my Nascent Soul will perfectly merge with this physical body. Although I may not restore my peak cultivation, I can at least recover to the Golden Core Late Stage. Even without employing certain secret techniques, I’ll be able to take care of you all! After meticulously nurturing for a hundred years, advancing to Nascent Soul and fully reclaiming my peak cultivation is not impossible," the masked person in black coldly explained.

"What? You’re a Nascent Soul Realm old monster?" Feng Ling Venerable’s face changed drastically.

"Heh heh—! What did you expect?" The masked person in black cackled.

He slapped a furious Vajra Spirit Talisman, retrieved from his waist storage bag, onto his body. Instantly, formidable golden light descended upon him, enveloping him, and a phantom of Buddha bestowed upon his figure.

As the Buddha’s phantom endowed his body, his physical strength immediately amplified, and with a step, he charged upwards like an arrow released from a string.

"Damn you! Stay put for this old man!" Feng Ling Venerable roared.

Igniting the elixir’s power to its maximum, he charged desperately upwards with bloodshot eyes.

"Interesting! I didn’t expect there to be an old monster at Nascent Soul Realm hidden here. Now things are getting more thrilling!" Zhang Xiaohao said playfully.

With a grab of his hand, he seized a handful of spiritual medicine from his waist storage bag and casually swallowed them.

Immediately after, he moved his steps swiftly, rushing upwards.

Suddenly, enormous gravity suppression fiercely crushed over, seemingly attempting to thoroughly subdue Zhang Xiaohao.

Zhang Xiaohao advanced quickly as if oblivious to this, continuing to rush upwards.

Another two hours passed.

Now, whether it was Zhang Xiaohao or the masked person in black, or Feng Ling Venerable, all three had exhausted nearly all their means. At this moment, they simultaneously stood on the ninety-second step, just eight steps away from the hundredth step.

"Hmph! I hadn’t imagined that you two youngsters could walk side by side with me, reaching the ninety-second step! But now, it’ll come to an end here!" The masked person in black sneered coldly.

He spat out a mouthful of heart blood, and with a pinch of his fingers, he executed a secret technique, transforming this heart blood into a mysterious pattern merged into his body, instantly boosting his physical strength as he rushed swiftly upwards.

"Cursed old geezer! If you’re capable, stand still for me!" Feng Ling Venerable yelled furiously.

Zhang Xiaohao flipped his hand, retrieving the remaining elixirs and spiritual medicine from the Shennong Ring, consuming them in one gulp. His eyes sparkled, glancing at the masked person in black who had already stepped onto the ninety-fourth step, while the corner of his mouth curled into a slight disdainful smile.