The Haotian Tower is divided into eighteen floors, each with different opportunities and dangers. The higher you go, the better the opportunities, but the greater the crises!

Through the Haotian Tower map, Chu Nan knew that the opportunities on the first floor were of little help to him, so after killing a large number of giant rats, he quickly reached the second floor and continued his adventure.

Many demon beasts died at Chu Nan's hands, and he collected quite a few demon cores at the Spirit Pill Realm.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed, and Chu Nan finally fought his way up to the third floor.

With one hand holding the Haotian Tower map and the other cutting down attacking demon beasts, he rushed in a certain direction as fast as he could.

"According to the map, there is a blood ginseng three miles from here!"

Blood ginseng is an extremely precious spirit plant, and each mature blood ginseng is over a hundred years old.

This particular one was found when Chen Kaiyang was still a true disciple, but he didn't pick it and instead recorded it on the map.

Since Chu Nan was apprenticed to Chen Kaiyang, the opportunity of this blood ginseng naturally fell upon him.

Half an hour later, Chu Nan's eyes lit up with joy as he said, "Found it!"

It was a very inconspicuous umbrella-shaped shrub that, though dense, blended in with the surrounding environment. Passing martial artists would find it difficult to notice anything unusual here.

But if the shrub were parted, the hidden opportunity within would be revealed.

Chu Nan quickly found the blood ginseng after parting the shrub, not worrying about it escaping. With a flick of his hand, he successfully grabbed it.

Blood ginseng over a thousand years old can burrow into the ground to escape, but those under a thousand years don't have this ability.

"With this blood ginseng, I can break through to the sixth level of the Spirit Pill!" Chu Nan calculated in his heart, ready to leave when an unwelcome voice sounded from behind.

"Chu Nan? I didn't expect to meet you here!" A tall figure rapidly approached, and Chu Nan saw that it was Zhao Yan!

Zhao Yan steadied himself, coldly staring at Chu Nan. In recent days, with Lu Chi's help, his cultivation had broken through to the eighth level of the Spirit Pill Realm!

Confident of defeating Chu Nan, his mind was already set on taking Chu Nan's head to claim credit from Lu Chi.

Suddenly, his pupils contracted as he noticed the blood ginseng in Chu Nan's hand, immediately reaching out, "Blood ginseng? Didn't expect to get this lucky. Hand over the blood ginseng, and I'll let you die painlessly, otherwise..."

Zhao Yan's mouth curled into a cold smile, his threat clear.

Chu Nan glanced at Zhao Yan, dismissively saying, "Hand over the blood ginseng? You're not worthy!"

Then, under Zhao Yan's gaze, Chu Nan stored the blood ginseng in his true disciple token.

"How bold to privately take the blood ginseng!" Zhao Yan was instantly furious when Chu Nan refused.

Chu Nan was only at the fifth level of the Spirit Pill Realm, the lowest among true disciples, whereas Zhao Yan had reached the eighth level, capable of challenging the thirtieth-ranked true disciple. Yet Chu Nan showed him no respect and took the blood ginseng himself.

It was as if he was looking down on Zhao Yan!

"Chu Nan, since you've chosen death, you can't blame me. Killing you first and then taking the blood ginseng will work just the same. If Senior Brother Lu Chi knows you're dead, he'll certainly reward me more!"

Zhao Yan's mouth cracked into a sinister smile as he took out a big spiritual martial hammer, rushing at Chu Nan with a roar.

"Storm Earth Splitting Hammer!" The overwhelming spiritual power erupted like an avalanche and tsunami, making the surrounding air feel heavy, crashing towards Chu Nan with crushing momentum.

Chu Nan remained calm, knowing Zhao Yan, at the eighth level of the Spirit Pill Realm, was indeed a difficult opponent, but he wasn't afraid.

Only against such opponents could he sharpen his sword!

The Red Peak Sword met the big hammer as Chu Nan unleashed a stunning strike: "Cyan Mountain Radiant Sun Sword!"

Boom!

The brilliant sword light illuminated the heavens and the earth, the sword qi transforming into a somewhat incomplete sun, countless sword auras pouring down on Zhao Yan like rain.

This was a top-grade Yellow-class martial skill, and although it was only at the Great Success Realm, its power was still incredibly terrifying.

The force of the spiritual martial hammer was instantly repelled by this sword, leaving Zhao Yan's expression shocked: "How is this possible!"

Even though it wasn't his full strength, the gap between the eighth and fifth levels of the Spirit Pill Realm spanned three realms. How could Chu Nan repel his martial skill?

Chu Nan also frowned slightly, realizing his strongest sword only managed to push Zhao Yan back. To kill him with his current strength was impossible.

Yet he chose not to leave; instead, his fighting spirit soared.

"The Cyan Mountain Radiant Sun Sword has reached the Great Success Realm, just a step from perfection. A life-and-death battle with Zhao Yan will surely perfect my martial skill!"

"Nine Desolate Profound Sutra, Desolate Profound Transformation!"

Chu Nan exerted all his strength, his body rapidly expanded, transforming to resemble a demon beast in an instant.

Seeing Chu Nan's towering figure and ferocious face, Zhao Yan felt a chill in his heart, "What martial skill is this?"

"Zhao Yan, the Desolate Profound Transformation is my greatest secret, and in this battle, I swear to kill you!" Chu Nan's words were directed at Zhao Yan, but also at himself.

Such a martial skill, capable of absorbing demon beast bloodlines for his own use, could not be exposed, so Zhao Yan must die!

With that, Chu Nan kicked forward, boosting his speed to the limit, reaching Zhao Yan in an instant, a sword light descending on his head.

"Courting death!"

Seeing Chu Nan's form, Zhao Yan's hair stood on end, the shadow of death looming over him. With no time to think, he swung another heavy smash at Chu Nan.

Boom!

Spiritual power clashed, instantly shattering like splashing water, ripples spreading in all directions, destroying countless plants.

The Red Peak Sword trembled, Chu Nan's arm tingling. Forced to retreat dozens of steps.

Gazing at his Red Peak Sword, Chu Nan frowned. A top-grade Mortal Martial skill, after all, was just a Mortal Martial skill, far inferior to a Spirit Martial weapon.

Although Zhao Yan was at the eighth level of the Spirit Pill Realm, his cultivation was shallow. If Chu Nan also had a Spirit Martial weapon for battle, he wouldn't be in such a dire situation.

At this moment, Zhao Yan's face was also ugly. Having used eighty percent of his strength and still failing to injure Chu Nan was a great humiliation!

"Chu Nan, let's see how long you can last against my Spirit Martial weapon!"

"Bursting Sky Hammer!"

Suddenly, intense crimson flames rose from Zhao Yan's body, his aura continuously rising, while even the Spirit Martial hammer emitted sonic booms, unleashing a terrifying wave.

Boom!

The Spirit Martial hammer expanded wildly, crashing down at Chu Nan like a meteor, the sonic booms reverberating continually, an invisible pressure from heaven and earth locking onto Chu Nan.

At this moment, Chu Nan felt as though a small mountain pressed down on him.

But instead of fearing, he became even more excited, "Good, only such life-and-death crises can unleash all potential!"

Martial artists' cultivation always goes against the current. The Cyan Mountain Radiant Sun Sword was just a thread away from completion, and only under such immense pressure could it be perfected in one stroke!

"Cyan Mountain Radiant Sun Sword, slash!"

The Red Peak Sword danced wildly, countless sword qi forming an incomplete sun surging like a colossal overturning wave towards the Spirit Martial hammer.

Yet against Zhao Yan's full-force strike, Chu Nan's sword qi constantly shattered, its brilliance dimming.

But Chu Nan's fighting spirit still burned brightly, his beast-like eyes filled with bloodthirsty madness, as he repeatedly slashed with the Cyan Mountain Radiant Sun Sword.

"Just a little more, just a little more!"

Under immense life-and-death pressure, the path to perfection was opened in an instant!

"Cyan Mountain Radiant Sun Sword, perfected!"

In the mountains, a complete sun suddenly rose...

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