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"Then what should we do now?"

Duan Muhong was thinking at one side and he said slowly, "Think of ways in other aspects?"

Tang Jun smiled, "He’s right, we have to think of ways in other aspects. It’s not only just the reality of our powers that can be adjusted."

As they heard this, the Gu Family disciples raised their brows. That’s because Tang Jun’s words clearly meant that before Gu Liancheng cultivated the pills, he could tweak more than just one area.

Gu Liancheng did not speak and only watched Tang Jun seriously. Tang Jun did not explain further anyway.

He slapped both his palms on the body of the crucible. The pale-white Pure Yang Primordial Fire appeared. As he summoned his powers, the prepared medicinal herbs had already landed in the crucible. The greenish gas in the crucible re-appeared once again, as if it was a surging tidal wave, as it rose in the crucible.

Tang Jun remained calm and injected streaks and streaks of mana into the crucible. The Pure Yang Primordial Fire also started to burn ferociously.

Although it does not act like a catalyst like the Nanming Primordial Fire, the Pure Yang Primordial Fire was still not a bad choice in ensuring purity of the pills.

Gu Liancheng placed all his attention on Tang Jun and paid close attention to all his movements. Whereas Chang Ling calmed himself down and watched as Tang Jun cultivated the pills.

Truth be told, if he was to cultivate the Gas Revolution Pills, he might not be much better than Gu Liancheng. He might even be inferior, which Chang Ling was clearly aware of.

But Gu Liancheng had the Nanming Primordial Fire and he didn’t. Thus, it was still difficult to separate them into better and lousier just based on their pill cultivation skills.

As one of the two most outstanding disciples in the younger generation of the Great Void Sect in the aspect of pill cultivation, Chang Ling was indeed brilliant in the art of pill cultivation.

Thus, he could tell what Tang Jun was doing, "His standard is indeed high, but without the Nanming Primordial Fire, he won’t be able to win Gu Liancheng. He might even be inferior by a lot..."

As he was thinking, Chang Ling opened his eyes wide and looked as Tang Jun conjured spells with both his hands. Streaks and streaks of mana were injected into the crucible. The greenish gas in the crucible rumbled just like boiling water.

The seemingly small but heavy crucible started to shake tremendously. It seemed like it could explode any time.

"Are you trying to destroy the cauldron?" After a moment of shock, Chang Ling could not help but laugh. Gu Liancheng was also shocked as he turned to Tang Jun, "Tang Jun, the crucible can contain the medicinal power, but there’s also a limit. The way you are suppressing the medicinal power may cause an explosion!"

Tang Jun remained calm as usual, "Comrade Gu, please do not be anxious. Since you possess the Nanming Primordial Fire, it’s much more convenient for you to use this method as compared to me."

Gu Liancheng stared at the crucible and the Gu Family disciples who were anxious also quietened down as they saw what he was doing.

Chang Ling did the same too and observed carefully. He started to derive some clues and turned serious.

As time passed, the crucible did not settle down. It kept on shaking, as if it was at risk of explosion, but it never reached its limit and explode.

As time grew longer, everyone started to become shocked. They started to guess what kind of medicine Tang Jun was able to cultivate out, how much of it he could cultivate and how long he would take.

The more they waited, the slower time passed. But everyone was patient thus they were not anxious. They were waiting for the pills to exit the cauldron.

Finally, Tang Jun stopped and the crucible also remained in position.

At this moment, Tang Jun slapped the crucible and shouted, "Open!"

The crucible spurted out with heatwaves. The greenish gas dispersed and streaks of radiances shot into the skies. They gathered without dispersing. They seemed like clouds and treasure lights.

These lights resembled a sea of fire. As they spread in void space, they did not disappear for a long time.

Everyone stared at the sea of fire, "It’s the same image as the lotus flower of Gu Liancheng when he opened the cauldron. But this seems to be even grander. Just based on this point, it meant that the quality of the pills is only going to be greater."

Of course, the Gas Revolution Pills were ordinary. Even with any differences in quality, it was going to be very small and almost undetectable.

But the Gu Family disciples around were all knowledgeable in the art of pill cultivation. They naturally knew the difficulty of improving the quality of the pill even by a little.

Tang Jun shrugged his sleeves and caused the sea of fire to disperse. Everyone turned in the direction of the crucible and saw that there were 13 of the powdery-white pills!

The Gu Family disciples were stunned, while the Great Void Sect disciples furrowed their brows too. In the Celestial Sect of Wonders camp, Yan Wuwei laughed as he said, "He’s just slightly faster than Comrade Gu too."

As he said this, the entire second level of the Xuanling Pavilion went silent. While they were a little lost previously, whoever who was at least in the Aurous Core Stage around had some sensitivity to time. They could tell that Yan Wuwei was not lying when he said Tang Jun was faster than Gu Liancheng.

But this result left those not from the Celestial Sect of Wonders hard to swallow.

Tang Jun was better in terms of quality, quantity and speed?

Gu Liancheng was unbothered and entered into deep thought. He muttered to himself, "It’s indeed 70% illusory and 30% real powers that is used to retrieve the pills..."

He lifted his head to look at Tang Jun, "The change is in the previous step?"

Tang Jun nodded his head, "The firepower previously was increased by 20% and when the pills are about to leave the cauldron, reducing the firepower by 10% will then give us the desired result."

He paused for awhile before saying, "Of course, it can only be increased by 20% and not more. Otherwise, there’s really the danger of explosion. After that, when the firepower is decreased, it must be completed instantaneously. Honestly, the risk of failure is greater at the last part."

As Tang Jun spoke till here, he did not say anything much more. He had no intention of boasting. But whoever was watching had some background in pill cultivation.

They knew that the difficulty of the pill cultivation was not as simple as Tang Jun made it sound to be.

"IF the firepower could be easily increased by 20%, Brother Liancheng would have done it. It’s not that he doesn’t want to, but it would have been too dangerous." Someone from the Gu Family said in a deep voice, "Even increasing it by 10% might have led to an explosion, what more increasing it by 20%. Furthermore, it was even carried out for a period of time. Besides the last part where the pills are retrieved, the firepower of the crucible had to remain 20% above normal for the entire process."

"Even though he is using this crucible, Tang Jun’s stability is beyond words."

Someone was indignant, "Maybe his luck is good. The more he does this, the more he is likely to fail. He’s like someone walking on a tightrope."

The person before shook his head, "In that 45minutes that Tang Jun used, the firepower did not even change one bit. If an accident was going to happen, it would have happened earlier. This means that, just like Tang Jun said, controlling the firepower 20% above the normal is within his control. If it was greater than 20%, he might have lost control then."

"At least, 45 minutes was within his control. And 45 minutes was enough for him to cultivate this cauldron of Gas Revolution Pills."

"Although I hate to admit, to us, it seems risky, but to him, it’s manageable."

In truth, this is the most striking part. Some of the Gu Family disciples went silent and they were obviously indignant.

The person who first spoke was the second after Gu Liancheng in pill cultivation in the younger generation of the Gu Family. He looked at members of his own family and said, "Furthermore, just like what Tang Jun said, the higher the difficulty, the better his pills will be. The key lies in the instant that the pills are retrieved."

Everyone was appalled, but they reacted, "If the firepower rises and falls in an instant, it may cause an explosion!"

That Gu Family disciple sighed, "That’s right, and we also know that when the pills are being retrieved, stability is necessary. At this point, we know that an instant decline of the firepower is more likely to cause an explosion as compared to other times."

"Furthermore, the firepower was intense previously, in the boundaries of what we deem dangerous. When all these factors come together, this causes the difficulty of the last step to balloon."

"But Comrade Gu has succeeded in the last step and he even managed to do it within 45 minutes. Everything was indeed under his control."

Everyone was silent, but they were more impressed now.

Chang Ling’s attention was divided between the two cauldrons of Gas Revolution Pills that Tang Jun and Gu Liancheng cultivated. His talent in pill cultivation was not low either. Without comparing so thoroughly, his supernatural awareness could sense that in terms of quality, the two cauldrons of medicine were very close.

To differentiate them, Tang Jun’s pills only edged out by a bit.

He was indeed superior in quality, quantity and speed.

"But it’s not that it’s flawless." Chang Ling calmed himself down at this moment and looked at Tang Jun, "This method of yours can harm the body of the crucible. Although the damage is likely to be minimal, if the time drags on for too long, the damage will accumulate and the quality of the crucible will drop over time."

"Saying that you are greedy for success is true to some extent. You have just shown it to everyone."

As everyone heard him, they raised their brows and thought for a while. They thought that Chang Lin was right.

Tang Jun laughed coldly and did not say anything much either. His body turned slightly and everyone could see that one of Tang Jun’s hand was always on the crucible. Even after he had finished cultivating, his hand never left the crucible.