Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"Xixuan, protect me for a moment." Qin Ming said.    

The strength of Tang Tianxuan's martial arts had already reached a peerless level. She was stronger than most of the Poison Demon of the Poison Demon Clan.    

With Tang Tianxuan protecting him, he did not have to worry about being ambushed by the Poison Demons.    

"Okay!" Tang Tian Xuan nodded her head, and sat down to cultivate.    

Ever since Qin Ming had given her a large amount of heroic spirit energy, her martial arts strength had improved very quickly.    

It was precisely because her martial arts strength had improved so quickly that she needed time to consolidate it.    

If she continued to use hero spirit energy to cultivate, her martial arts strength would increase too quickly, and her foundation would become unstable.    

Ordinary Martial Cultivators did not need to worry about their foundation being unstable.    

Even if they consumed pills, their cultivation speed would not be too fast.    

The speed of cultivation was slow. Naturally, there was no need to worry about instability because they had already spent a lot of time adapting their bodies to the increase in strength.    

Qin Ming took out the pill from the space of his mind.    

It was a pill that emitted a golden light. When it was successfully refined, its light was very dazzling.    

Now, even if he held it in his hand, it was still emitting a faint light.    

If it wasn't for the fact that Qin Ming had personally refined it, it would look like a treasure from a distance.    

Qin Ming had refined so many pills, but only this one was constantly glowing.    

"What kind of treasure is this?" Tang Tianxuan asked curiously.    

After the Martial Cultivator's martial strength reached the level of peerless, the increase in external items would be very small, so only extremely precious treasures were worthy of attention.    

Qin Ming shook his head: "This is not a treasure, but a pill."    

"Pill?" Tang Tianxuan looked at the pill carefully, "Is there such a pill? It's really magical. What does it do?"    

In her parents' inherited memories, there were all kinds of pills.    

However, there was no golden pill in her memories.    

"This is a pill that can enhance the Martial Cultivator's consciousness. I haven't given it a name yet." Qin Ming said with a smile.    

When she heard that Qin Ming had yet to give the pill a name, Tang Tianxuan said cheerfully: "How about I give it a name?"    

Qin Ming nodded.    

Tang Tianxuan thought for a moment and said: "It emits a golden light, and looks like a treasure. Let's call it the Prosperity Pill!"    

Tang Tianxuan looked at Qin Ming, hoping to gain his approval.    

"Prosperity Pill!" Qin Ming nodded his head heavily: "It's a very good name."    

Qin Ming realized that in terms of naming the pill, Tang Tianxuan was much better than him.    

In that case, this pill that could increase the martial artist's consciousness would be called the Prosperity Pill.    

"Will I be able to increase my consciousness if I consume the Prosperity Pill?" Tang Tianxuan looked at Qin Ming expectantly.    

It was very difficult to cultivate one's consciousness.    

Other than a few treasures that could increase one's consciousness, there was only one way to do so.    

That was to put a lot of pressure on one's Divine Sense and torture it.    

There were very few Origin Beasts and human Martial Cultivators. They were very strong in terms of divine sense, not only because of the limitations of their talent, but also because it was very difficult to raise one's divine sense.    

Mental torture was even more unbearable than physical torture.    

Moreover, physical torture could be recovered with the help of pills.    

As for the mental torture, it could only be recovered bit by bit over time.    

Only a small number of Martial Cultivators were born with a faster recovery speed than others, and the toughness of their divine sense was also stronger.    

However, there were very few Martial Cultivators like this. Even if there were, they might not be able to withstand the cruel torture of cultivating divine sense.