Red Maple City, Cultivation Hall.
Lu Yuan sat cross-legged in the room with a gravity of 1,000 times. The surrounding spiritual power slowly converged. He opened his eyes and let out a breath of turbid air.
Glancing at the battle rune space, Lu Yuan realized that the Heavenly King Fruit was finally used up.
The remaining 700 or so emperor-level heavenly king fruits contained spiritual power equivalent to 700,000 level 8 spiritual crystals. For Lu Yuan, if he wanted to refine a saint-level transcendent gene to perfection, he would need millions of level 8 spiritual crystals.
With just over 700,000 transcendent genes, it would be difficult to refine even one transcendent gene to perfection.
Lu Yuan's Star Body had only been tempered to 50% up to now, and this was in addition to the tempering degree left behind.
Lu Yuan got up and stretched his back. The bones in his body made cracking sounds.
