A short while later.
The second stalk of Heaven Soul Grass had been fully refined.
Qin Hao examined his little sword martial soul.
"Still no change!"
Qin Hao's brows furrowed deeply.
He had known that advancing a yellow tier tenth-grade martial soul to mystic tier first grade would be incredibly difficult.
Still, he had not expected two stalks of Heaven Soul Grass to produce absolutely no change.
"I refuse to believe this!"
Gritting his teeth, Qin Hao consumed a third stalk of Heaven Soul Grass.
Soon, the third stalk had also been fully refined.
He did not stop.
The fourth stalk of Heaven Soul Grass.
The fifth stalk of Heaven Soul Grass!
The tenth stalk of Heaven Soul Grass!
He had refined ten stalks of Heaven Soul Grass in one go. Even though Qin Hao had obtained plenty of spirit herbs and treasures in the Nether Demon World, the corners of his mouth still twitched, his heart aching.
That was ten whole stalks of Heaven Soul Grass!
And yet...
"The martial soul still hasn't changed!"
"Damn it, just how much Heaven Soul Grass do I need to reach mystic tier first grade?"
Qin Hao drew a deep breath, his face twitching involuntarily.
"Advancing from yellow-tier tenth grade to mystic-tier first grade is bound to be incredibly difficult. Under normal circumstances, an advancement across tiers like this is practically impossible."
Lingxiaozi's voice rang out. "Besides, the Great Dao Spirit-Seizing Art you cultivate already consumes enormous amounts of Heaven and Earth spiritual energy, so you need to be mentally prepared, whatever the outcome."
"Elder Ling, I understand." Qin Hao exhaled a stale breath. "But I still want to try. I've already consumed ten stalks of Heaven Soul Grass. Even if I can't advance, there should at least be some change."
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