Waste Synthesis: Starting from Picking Up Garbage to Become Immortal

Mo Yuhao had no idea that a genius under 20 years old with extraordinary aptitude of the ninth level of the True Spirit would have such a high status in Yan Ruyu's heart.

Snap!

Yan Ruyu slapped Mo Yuhao's handsome face with a slap. Although the force was not strong, it also left a striking red mark.

"Beggar?" Yan Ruyu stared at Mo Yuhao and shouted, "This young man is a super genius from a hidden family. He has an extraordinary physique of the ninth level of the True Spirit. Even in the southern cultivation world full of evildoers, he is a top existence. How can you, a little genius who can hardly reach the Earth Realm in your lifetime, touch porcelain!"

Yan Ruyu's words directly stunned Mo Yuhao. This beggar-dressed kid in front of him was actually a genius who was more evil than him?

This was impossible.

Mo Yuhao didn't believe it from the bottom of his heart.

Other heroes in the VIP cabin, as well as some Xuan Realm masters, also looked at Song Tianming, with the same incredible faces.

Generally speaking, at the level of the mortal realm, if one can evolve the extraordinary aptitude to the fifth level of the true spirit, he is already an extraordinary talent.

If the extraordinary aptitude wants to continue to sublimate, he usually has to advance to the mysterious realm, and a higher realm will bring more powerful tempering and evolution.

At the level of the mortal realm, after the fifth level of the true spirit, it is extremely difficult to advance to a higher level.

Even in Yunshan, a city with many geniuses, the extraordinary aptitude that can reach the sixth level of the true spirit at the level of the mortal realm is rare, but it can be located at the top of the city.

Even Mo Yuhao, a great man from a large family who grew up with a treasure pill in his mouth, now has only the seventh level of the true spirit.

At the level of the mortal realm, the extraordinary aptitude of the eighth level of the true spirit may be difficult to find a few among the outer disciples of the Dengtian Sect.

And at the level of the mortal realm, the extraordinary aptitude of the ninth level of the true spirit is unheard of, and it is difficult to find a few people in the history of the Dengtian Sect.

So even if this statement comes from Yan Ruyu, there are still few believers.

Mo Yuhao was furious, his jade spiritual bones were steaming with spiritual light, and his clothes were floating, showing his cultivation of the highest level of bone straightening.

Song Tianming's eyes moved strangely, and he smacked his lips repeatedly. He was indeed a genius in Yunshan Chongcheng. Any of them was a terrifying guy who had reached the highest level of the mortal realm.

Seeing this, Yan Ruyu sneered and said lightly: "Why, do you want to fight me?".

In an instant, the spiritual power in Yan Ruyu's body surged like a tide, pressing Mo Yuhao to breathe.

Yan Ruyu looked weak and delicate, but she was a master of the great perfection of the Tongmai realm, and she could easily deal with Mo Yuhao.

Mo Yuhao seemed to remember this, and immediately clasped his fists and retreated, not daring to blame the palm print on his face.

However, Mo Yuhao would not give up. He changed the subject and pointed his spearhead directly at Song Tianming, saying: "Miss Yan, you said that this boy has the physique of the ninth level of the True Spirit. I, Mo, do not believe it. If you dare to let me fight with you to verify the authenticity, I, Mo, will be convinced."

Yan Ruyu frowned. She was actually shocked by her own conclusion. She wanted to see Song Tianming's true level with her own eyes, but it was not convenient to say it.

Now that Mo Yuhao took the initiative, Yan Ruyu looked at Song Tianming and threw the question over.

Song Tianming smiled lightly and said disdainfully: "Proof? There is no benefit. Why should I prove it to you for no reason? Who do you think you are?"

Song Tianming's words were sharp and directly confronted Mo Yuhao speechless.

Mo Yuhao was furious. If the two of them were not on the Yunxiao warship and could not act at will, he would really kill Song Tianming.

Mo Yuhao gnashed his teeth and said viciously: "How about we bet a million spirit coins?"

A million spirit coins is a large sum for ordinary people, but it is insignificant to Mo Yuhao. This is also what Mo Yuhao kept in mind in case he really lost, and lost too badly.

Song Tianming waved his hand and said: "I don't like money and have no interest in money. You can bring out some treasures. I won't even talk about earth-level spiritual treasures. You can bring out some earth-level pills or materials, and I will bet with you."

Mo Yuhao was furious. The items of the earth-level level were so precious. Although he had them, he would not easily take them out as bets.

After thinking for a while, Mo Yuhao took out a withered seed and said, "This is an ancient seed that I dug out from the Canggu Secret Realm. Is it qualified enough?"

Others were horrified when they saw this. Although the ancient seed in Mo Yuhao's hand was completely dead, it still contained runes and Taoism. Once it could be uncovered and understood, it would be of great benefit to cultivation.

Mo Yuhao actually dared to take out such a precious ancient seed!

Outsiders don't know that this ancient seed has been tested by the Mo family. After it was determined to be worthless, it was handed over to Mo Yuhao to help him figure it out and increase his luck.

There is a saying in the cultivation world that treasures will attract each other.

If you have a treasure, you are very likely to find another treasure.

Wearing the ancient seed often can also enhance your luck and increase the probability of encountering a treasure.

In short, if this ancient seed still has a little value, the Mo family will never let it flow out, let alone allow Mo Yuhao to use it as a bet.

Faced with the rare ancient seed, Song Tianming smacked his lips and said, "A dead seed, no matter how high the grade was, it is still a waste. But I think you really deserve a beating, so I promise you, I'll beat you up!"

Song Tianming pretended to be reluctant, but he was already very happy in his heart.

For others, the dead ancient seed is useless, but Song Tianming has the Cauldron of All Things, and he is best at turning waste into treasure.

As long as you get a Mysterious Level seed afterward, you will most likely be able to get an Earth Level Spirit Plant seed. Whether you plant it yourself or sell it, you can make a lot of money.

When Mo Yuhao saw Song Tianming's attitude, he couldn't hide his anger at all, and it came out directly. He looked like a murderer, with his robes flying, and he said word by word: "If you lose, just treat me like a bull." Horses for a hundred years!”

Before he finished speaking, Mo Yuhao soared up like a hurricane, his fists shaking the sky and shaking the warship, making everyone else marvel.

Mo Yuhao is worthy of being the top figure of a century-old clan. With a single move, he can be like a wind and a lingering cloud, and his power surges, making all the Xuanjing monks moved.

At the same time, Song Tianming's fist also moved forward, without any fancy, it was the simplest and fastest straight punch.

In an instant, Song Tianming and Mo Yuhao's fists hit each other hard, and their strength collided. What they were competing for was the most primitive physical strength of flesh and blood.

boom!

Mo Yuhao's physical strength was no match for Song Tianming, and he was so shocked that he took several steps back.

Mo Yuhao's scalp was numb. Although he did not use the body path, his body had been soaked in medicinal liquids for many years, and he also swallowed special potions prepared by the top pharmacists at the Xuan level. The strength of his flesh and blood was by no means inferior to that of the same level of physical cultivation.

However, even if it was only for a moment when he collided with Song Tianming, Mo Yuhao could feel the huge gap in physical level.

The masters of the Mysterious Realm on the side, including Yan Ruyu, all saw the huge gap between flesh and blood, and all lamented that Song Tianming's physical level was so strong that it was absolutely unparalleled in an era.

Mo Yuhao bared his teeth and said in dissatisfaction: "The fight between flesh and blood is brutal and primitive, without any sense of beauty. When I stir up my spiritual light and charge with my spiritual power, can you Yan be my punch?"

boom!

Mo Yuhao rushed forward again, his emerald spiritual bones rising in bursts of glory, like fully loaded furnaces, releasing majestic energy, all of which was poured into his fists.

As long as the warrior's body is wrapped with spiritual power, its strength will definitely exceed that of the same level of physical training.

Mo Yuhao was very confident that he could crush Song Tianming head-on.

But the truth is bleak.

Song Tianming's blood was aroused, and his fist flew like a flying stone, directly knocking Mo Yuhao away again.