The alchemy chamber was large, stretching two to three hundred meters. It contained separate alchemy rooms, cultivation rooms, and rest rooms. Moreover, it was very tidy and clean.
Qin Feiyang ignored the cultivation and rest rooms, heading straight into the alchemy room.
The first thing he saw was a Pill Furnace. The Pill Furnace was blackish-green, with a python carved on it. The surface of the Pill Furnace shimmered with a dazzling, precious light.
Qin Feiyang's eyes sparkled. A Pill Furnace kept here should be at least Fifth Grade! If only I could own it...
But as he thought of this, he let out a deep sigh. The tower owner definitely wouldn't let him take away such a precious Pill Furnace.
Then, he bit his finger, and a drop of blood fell onto the Pill Furnace.
First-Rank and second grade furnaces could be used without owner acknowledgement. However, furnaces of Third Grade and above required owner acknowledgement through a blood drop and a Blood Covenant to be used freely.
The blood was quickly absorbed by the Pill Furnace, which then gave off a faint, bloody light.
When the bloody light receded and the Blood Covenant was formed, a message also entered Qin Feiyang's mind.
A Sixth Grade Pill Furnace, the Teng Snake Cauldron!
Qin Feiyang's spirits surged. It was actually a Sixth Grade Pill Furnace! His breathing grew rapid. The desire he had just managed to suppress surged uncontrollably once more, even stronger than before.
But the thought of the tower owner's strength was like a sobering blow, and he quickly calmed down.
After a moment of contemplation, he pressed a button on the stone platform. A purple flame spurted out like a volcanic eruption. The temperature in the alchemy chamber also rose rapidly, transforming it into a huge furnace.
With a mental command, Qin Feiyang's spiritual power surged forth, rushing toward the elixir flame. The elixir flame in Alchemy Chamber Number One was dozens of times higher in quality than the elixir flame on the first level of the Elixir Tower. He spent a full two days successfully merging with it.
Then, he laid out ten portions of ingredients for Healing Pills. The flame here was harder to control than the one on the first floor, and all ten portions of ingredients were successively ruined. He also discovered that controlling the Heavenly Thunder Flame consumed more spiritual power than controlling the Netherworld Demon Flame. Through this, however, he slowly grew familiar with the Heavenly Thunder Flame and could finally control it at will.
After a rest, he took out one more portion of Healing Pill ingredients and officially began refining. Every step was orderly, without the slightest error.
A hundred breaths later, the Healing Pill was finally ready. Qin Feiyang quickly grabbed it and looked down anxiously. The Elixir Pattern was dazzling, like a miniature sun, illuminating the entire alchemy room. One... two... three... four... five!
He counted carefully and, to his surprise, found there were five Elixir Patterns! Moreover, the radiance of each Elixir Pattern was equally brilliant.
Five of them! Qin Feiyang was incredibly excited, his arm trembling. As long as I can obtain the Heavenly Thunder Flame and the Teng Snake Cauldron, even in the Imperial Capital, I'll have the means to look down on everyone!
Putting down the Healing Pill, he took out one hundred portions of ingredients each for the Bone-renewing Pill, Body-refining Elixir, Qi Gathering Pill, and Battle Intent Pill. Refining these pills was for no other reason than to become more familiar with the Heavenly Thunder Flame. This way, when refining Potential Pills and Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pills, he could reduce the failure rate.
After half a day, he had finally turned all the ingredients into pills. However, the success rate was only fifty percent. This was clearly not enough.
He simply went into the castle and asked Fatty for 10,000 portions of Qi Gathering Pill ingredients and 100,000 portions of Battle Intent Pill ingredients, then continued refining. Because the ingredients for Potential Pills and Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pills were incredibly precious, even scrapping a single one would pain him greatly. Therefore, without one hundred percent confidence, he wouldn't attempt to refine them. The Qi Gathering Pill and the Battle Intent Pill were just what he needed, so he decided to take the opportunity to make more, especially the Battle Intent Pill.
Subsequently, Qin Feiyang holed himself up in the alchemy room all day, never stepping out. When his spiritual power was exhausted, he would rest until it recovered, then continue refining.
Mu Xue'er came to see him several times, but each time, she returned without success. The tower owner didn't show up again either.
As for the assessment for the others, it had long since concluded. Including Qin Feiyang and his companions, only fifty people successfully entered the Elixir Tower. Out of tens of thousands of participants, only fifty remained. This elimination rate was even more brutal than imagined. However, without a doubt, those who successfully entered the Elixir Tower were all talented individuals with great potential for development. Given time, they would certainly achieve extraordinary feats in alchemy, provided they didn't die prematurely.
As time passed, Qin Feiyang became increasingly familiar with the Heavenly Thunder Flame. Both his success rate and pill refining speed improved day by day. Now, he could refine a pill every twenty breaths.
「Time flew by!」
One day, while Qin Feiyang was in the midst of alchemy, a severe pain suddenly shot through his heart. Losing focus for a moment, the ingredients in the Pill Furnace were instantly ruined, turning into black ash amidst a puff of black smoke.
He hurriedly took out a jade bottle and drank a drop of transparent liquid. The severe pain disappeared, but Qin Feiyang fell silent.
The intense pain from his heart brought a cruel realization to mind. He had always wanted to make the Heavenly Thunder Flame his own, but he had overlooked one person: the ugly crone who had forced him into the Land of Oblivion. Even if he managed to seize the Heavenly Thunder Flame, he would have to hand it over to the ugly crone upon leaving the Land of Oblivion. In other words, the Heavenly Thunder Flame was not destined to be his, unless he stayed in the Land of Oblivion for the rest of his life. But this was unrealistic. Not to mention his great feud remained unavenged, the Black Fiendish Poison also wouldn't allow him to remain in the Land of Oblivion indefinitely.
How on earth can I remove the Black Fiendish Poison? Qin Feiyang's brows furrowed tightly. As long as I can get rid of the Black Fiendish Poison, I won't have to fear that ugly crone's threats.
That's right! Don't I have a master of convenience now? She's so powerful; why not ask her? Maybe she'll have a solution!
At this thought, Qin Feiyang stood up straight. His eyes, filled with amusement, fell upon the two Qiankun Bags on the stone platform. The flare-up of the Black Fiendish Poison indicated that another month had passed. He had long since finished refining the 10,000 portions of Qi Gathering Pill ingredients, with just over five hundred portions wasted. During the refining of the Battle Intent Pills, out of 100,000 portions of ingredients, only just over one hundred were wasted. Such a failure rate was almost negligible.
After refining all the remaining Battle Intent Pill ingredients, Qin Feiyang picked up the two Qiankun Bags and entered the castle.
The moment Qin Feiyang appeared, the Divine Wolf King shot to his feet, roaring, "Why are you only coming in now? Quickly refine a Potential Elixir for me!"
"Oh?" Qin Feiyang asked, a hint of surprise in his eyes. "You broke through?"
"Obviously!" the Divine Wolf King retorted, eyes full of pride despite his gruff tone. "It's been two months. If I hadn't broken through by now, would I still be this peerless Divine Wolf?"
"So soon?" Qin Feiyang was slightly startled. But on reflection, two months had indeed passed since the Divine Wolf King began his secluded cultivation. He pondered for a moment, then said with a smile, "Don't be hasty. Even if I refine the Potential Elixir for you now, there's no one to help you by applying pressure."
"Don't you have a master?" the Divine Wolf King pressed.
"Are you an idiot?" Qin Feiyang glared at the Divine Wolf King. "If she found out about the Potential Elixir, forget seizing the Heavenly Thunder Flame—I'd be lucky to keep my life!" He then took out a Qiankun Bag and handed it to Lu Hong. "Here are over nine thousand Qi Gathering Pills, all with five Elixir Patterns. They should be enough for you to recover to the War King stage."
Once Lu Hong took the Qiankun Bag, Qin Feiyang tossed another, filled with Battle Intent Pills, to Fatty.
"You can even refine pills with five Elixir Patterns! Boss, you're so incredible you could ascend to heaven!" Fatty said teasingly, fiddling with a Battle Intent Pill. "When we get back to State City, those old fools from the Lu Family and Dong Family will have their eyes pop out when they see these!"
After two months of secluded cultivation, Fatty had already broken through to Six Star War King and was striving to reach Seven-star War King. As for the Burrow Beast, it had also progressed slightly but was still stuck at the Four-star War King stage. This nearly drove it mad with frustration, yet it felt helpless.
"Don't get ahead of yourselves. We'll deal with future matters when they arise," Qin Feiyang said, his eyes glinting. "Give me the ingredients for the Potential Elixir, Potential Pill, and Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill. I want to refine them all first." This was to be prepared for any eventuality. If the Heavenly Thunder Flame was truly snatched away by the ugly crone, at least his efforts wouldn't be entirely in vain.
Fatty took out a Qiankun Bag and tossed it to Qin Feiyang. As Qin Feiyang grasped it, ready to leave, he suddenly asked, "Have you sorted out those ingredients we looted from the Trading Pavilion's warehouse?"
"Not yet," Fatty shook his head.
Qin Feiyang said, "Then don't you all rush into seclusion. Help me sort them out first."
The Burrow Beast grumbled, "Are you kidding? There are so many ingredients! When would we finish sorting? This king needs to cultivate; I don't have time!"
The Divine Wolf King shot it a glare and barked, "Still want that Potential Elixir? Less nonsense, get to work!"
"Exactly! Where in the world do you get something for nothing?" Fatty added with disdain.
"Actually, it's not that troublesome," Qin Feiyang said with a smile. "These ingredients were already categorized in the warehouse, so they're easy to sort." With that, he reappeared in the alchemy room and began refining Potential Elixirs.
The more Elixir Patterns a Potential Elixir has, the easier it is to open the Door of Potential. After expertly controlling the fire and refining a few Potential Elixirs, Qin Feiyang gradually grew adept at the process. Within two hours, all two hundred and thirty portions of Potential Elixir ingredients were successfully refined into pills. Not a single portion was wasted!
Next, he began refining Potential Pills and Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pills. With Ren Wushuang's help back then, he had obtained fifty-two portions of Potential Pill ingredients and sixty-one portions of Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill ingredients. Before Ren Wushuang left for the inner hall, he had given her two finished Potential Pills and one finished Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill. This left him with fifty portions of Potential Pill ingredients and sixty portions of Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill ingredients. It took him another two hours to refine all of them.
The Potential Pills were blood-red, as if condensed from blood itself, emitting a strange, alluring aroma. The Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pills were an earthen yellow. At first glance, they resembled simple mud pellets, but their surfaces were perfectly smooth and flawless!
Qin Feiyang held a Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill, his eyes gleaming. That was pure desire!
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