The legendary warrior

'This is not a time to be thinking twice', Ricky thought. In a single beat, he activated the spiritual energy transferred from the Spiritual Energy Nourishing Pills. He gathered the pills and poured them into his spiritual meridian. As an effect, the spiritual energy traveled into every cell of his body, inch by inch.

And in an instant, his body recuperated. He felt stronger, with the vigor in his body refueled.

The pills were very much effective, cleansing and nourishing every aspect of his being. It was not too long after that Ricky achieved the zenith of fifth grade of Skin Refinement.

"Ah! Three Spiritual Energy Nourishing Pills was all I needed. Remarkable!" Ricky said with such joy and excitement. He let out a turbid breath and said, "But afterwards, perhaps the Spiritual Energy Nourishing Pills won't have such a huge influence on me, even if I possess this new magical spiritual meridian!"

Everything was better taken in just the right amount. And when it came to medicine's side effects, one should be wary. Too little will garner you with no effect, and an overdose would leave you in a fatal position.

Nevertheless, Ricky was quite satisfied with these three Spiritual Energy Nourishing Pills. With the pills that he took, he saved almost twenty days of cultivation.

"I just reached the fifth grade of Skin Refinement. If I reach the sixth grade, the realm would most likely be unstable. So if I want to increase my power, I should turn to the Nonuple Flame Strike and the Nine-degree Body Refining Formula."

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth stimulated and honed the Nonuple Flame Strike. It condensed the flame elements, poured them onto the saber and wielded the blade of the flame.

The flame blade's power rested upon the amount of flame elements transferred from the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth--the more flame elements, the stronger and more powerful the blade would become.

Speed also played an essential role in the power of the flame blade. If you could wield the blade once per second while others could wield it three times, there was no doubt that you would be killed.

Surely, every disciple thought that a certain kind of spiritual meridian of different natures had their own suitable cultivation method. But unlike what these disciples said, Ricky was like a Jack-of-all-Trades--he could adapt to and make do of any kind of cultivation method, since his spiritual meridian seemed to have no special attribute.

Ricky's eyes sparkled, seemingly beaming with flames. He leaped out of the house excitedly and ran into the small yard with a saber in hand.

Whoosh!

Flames started to encapsulate his saber. Heat was rushing through his body. Suddenly, a flash of light almost blinded him as he held his arms high, flames wildly spurted around. Eureka! Every time he wielded the saber, flame danced fiercely on the blade.

Such cultivation was no easy task. It lasted for four hours and finally came to an end.

elements. Moreover, he was unsatisfied with the fact that he was only able to wield the saber

fifty percent of flame elements, and I have to wield the saber three times per second, otherwise I'm no match to Wade,"

off, especially when someone had to do it in the next

Formula normally followed the

into nine degrees. This division was based on the strength of the body and the quantity of spiritual energy that was stored in

green, cyan, blue, violet, gold, and violet-gold, from bottom to top. These colors corresponded to the nine levels of

this cultivation journey. If only he could cultivate to even the first degree of body refinement and pair it with the Nonuple Flame Strike, he would certainly

refinement pertained to the refinement of body's endurance from

the method of amalgamation of ice

to take the supplements originating from nature to strengthen the

using the frosty and infernal power. In this alternation of ice and flame, the

to destruction of a warrior's body. If not done properly, he would face

to succeed, this warning never stopped Ricky from cultivating

together with the Nonuple Flame

really pressing, Ricky started with

most of his clothing and left only his undergarments. He channeled all his strength in one area and punched a pile of snow to make an ice cave out of it. He put some ice crystal debris in it and stepped in. Sitting in the middle of the cave and meditating, he could immediately feel the spiritual meridian of rebirth being stimulated as soon as he started. Ricky was absorbing the frosty power of the cave and

falling down an endless bone-chilling glacial abyss. He could feel the incessant frosty power running through his body, fighting its way to the core of his being. Every inch of his flesh and all

down to the bone. The

must

cave, Ricky felt like he was

power, he should refine his

his body into a blazing flame, which permeated throughout his body to rejuvenate his flesh

frosty power felt like an absolute torment. But this is nothing compared to what he was experiencing now--an outward but greatest burning pain. The agony felt from the icy cave was amplified as he felt his body imbibing the heat all throughout. He could feel all the meridians in his body responding as

was burning in the flames of hell as he endured the severity

Grace didn't come back until the last day of this cultivation. It seemed that she