bookbashuk Chapter 489 Precious Pill? Too conservative.
Chapter 489 Precious Pill? Too conservative.
Chapter 489 Precious Pill? Too conservative.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
The fourth day, early morning.
The entire Fenglei Mountain Range was shrouded in an unusual atmosphere.
The roars of magical beasts that used to occasionally echo from the depths of the mountains seemed to sense this strangeness today, and fell silent.
The main branch of Zixiao Palace and the many peaks near Leishan were already teeming with people.
Whether they were sect elders or disciples, everyone tacitly remained silent at this moment.
All eyes turned to the towering Leifeng Peak.
Today is the day the Palace Master begins refining elixirs!
Ninth-grade elixir...
For the disciples of Zixiao Palace at this time, it was a legendary existence.
Being able to witness such a powerful expert refining high-level pills, even if one cannot understand the profound mysteries involved, simply feeling the changes and rhythms of the energy of heaven and earth might be beneficial to one's own cultivation.
Moreover, legend has it that when a ninth-grade elixir is born, it is accompanied by a rain of elixir, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for countless people on the Dou Qi Continent!
Qixia Peak is the area of Zixiao Palace specifically used to receive distinguished guests.
In a quiet courtyard, Shennong, the old man, pushed open the door and slowly walked out.
He was still dressed in the same simple old farmer's clothes, holding the wooden cane that contained the flame of life in his hand.
Looking up at Leifeng Square not far away, sensing the subtle energy fluctuations gradually gathering in that area, a hint of curiosity and inquiry flashed in his cloudy old eyes. He murmured softly, "I wonder how skilled this Palace Master Xiao is in alchemy?"
Although he sensed that Xiao Bai's soul realm had reached the Emperor realm, a strong soul power did not necessarily mean that his alchemy skills had reached their peak.
In the art of alchemy, besides mastering the soul, the control of fire, the fusion of medicinal properties, and the timing all require years of accumulation and understanding.
Xiao Bai is far too young. His cultivation level is already astonishing and defies the heavens. If his alchemy skills are also extraordinary, that would be too unbelievable.
The moment he finished speaking, a faint, aged laugh suddenly echoed from the void beside him: "Heh heh, with the support of an Emperor-level soul power, refining a ninth-grade treasure pill is a piece of cake, isn't it?"
"Um?"
Shennong, the old man, suddenly turned his head, his eyes flashing like lightning, instantly locking onto the direction from which the sound came.
The voice sounded somewhat familiar. He quickly recalled the voice, and a name immediately slipped out: "Yao Wanhuo?!"
Sure enough, the next moment.
The space within sight rippled slightly, twisting like water, and a figure slowly stepped out from it.
The newcomer had a head of long, fiery red hair, an ancient face, and a tall, upright figure.
As soon as it appeared, the surrounding temperature rose sharply, and even faint, visible red ripples appeared in the air.
"Brother Shennong, it's been a long time!"
Yao Wanhuo came to Shennong's side, raised his hand to greet him, and had a smile on his face.
"It's been hundreds of years since we last met."
The old man Shennong nodded in return, then a clear look of doubt appeared in his eyes. "But I am a little curious, why would a Grand Elder of the Medicine Clan come to the Zixiao Palace in the Northern Region of Central Continent?"
As descendants of the Medicine Emperor, the Medicine Clan considers themselves the orthodox lineage in alchemy and has extremely high standards.
Ordinary forces are simply not worth their attention.
Even the Pill Tower, the holy land of alchemists, is probably lacking in some depth in the eyes of the Medicine Clan.
Yao Wanhuo turned his gaze towards Leifeng and said leisurely, "I am here on the orders of the clan leader to deliver some medicinal herbs to Palace Master Xiao."
He had just finished meeting with Xiao Bai when he heard that Shennong was also here, so he came over to take a look.
"A medicinal pill?!"
A hint of surprise flashed in Shennong's eyes. He knew the temperament of the Medicine Clan members very well. They were all arrogant to the core, being alchemists and being from an ancient race.
The patriarch of the Medicine Clan, Yao Dan, holds an even more prestigious position and rarely interacts with outside forces.
At this moment, the Medicine Clan would actually send people from hundreds of thousands of miles away to deliver medicinal herbs to a newly emerging power in the Central Plains?
This is unbelievable!
Yao Wanhu smiled but did not elaborate.
The undercurrents between ancient races have not yet fully affected Zhongzhou.
It's normal that Shennong, the old man, was always engrossed in alchemy and cultivating spiritual plants, oblivious to the world around him, unaware of the latest developments of the ancient races, or Xiao Bai's current status among the various races.
If it were an ordinary force in Zhongzhou, the Medicine Clan would naturally not take it seriously.
But the Zixiao Palace carries a completely different weight.
These forces in Zhongzhou might not know, but how could the Medicine Clan not know?
Xiao Bai, Bodhi Ancient Tree, Nine-Headed Golden Thunder Dragon.
One of them is of unknown strength, but is definitely no weaker than a peak eight-star Dou Sheng. The other two are at least eight-star Dou Sheng powerhouses!
With such a formidable lineup, even the powerful Soul Clan would have to be cautious when facing the Purple Cloud Palace in the current Dou Qi Continent.
Moreover, among the ancient races, their Medicine Clan was not particularly strong; in fact, they could be considered one of the weaker races.
The situation is now unpredictable, and even ancient races are not without the risk of annihilation.
Xiao Bai is not only powerful himself, but also has the support of ancient clans and the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan.
There might even be a... Xiao Clan in the future!
After all, Xiao Xuan has not completely perished; who knows if he will be resurrected in the future?
Therefore, the medicine clan had already reached an agreement on how to proceed.
Just as Shennong was deep in thought, vaguely sensing that the Zixiao Palace was more complex than he had imagined, Yao Wanhuo spoke softly, interrupting his thoughts: "It's about to begin!"
Shennong the Elder immediately composed himself, casting aside all distracting thoughts, and turned his gaze toward the summit of Leishan Peak.
Leishan Square is spacious and flat.
The morning mist had not yet completely dissipated.
Wisps of white air flowed slowly across the square, contrasting with the ancient buildings around it, making the place resemble a fairyland shrouded in mist.
On the nearby mountain peaks, all the members of Zixiao Palace held their breath and craned their necks in anticipation.
Just then, a figure appeared without warning in front of the magnificent Wuliang Hall.
He was dressed in a purple robe, tall and straight, with a handsome face and flowing white hair. Standing there, he seemed to be the center of the entire world.
He did not exude an imposing aura, but naturally revealed a profound and unfathomable demeanor.
"Greetings, Palace Master!"
After a brief silence, a deafening roar, like a tsunami, erupted from all the mountains near Leishan.
The sounds were perfectly synchronized, and the powerful sound waves soared into the sky, causing the surrounding clouds to churn and churn.
Hai Bodong, Jia Xingtian, Fa Ma, and other early veterans who followed Xiao Bai looked at that figure with excitement and fervor in their eyes.
Who could have imagined that back in the Jia Ma Empire, when they were barely qualified to participate in the Northwest Continent Sect Conference, their cultivation level would now be able to look down upon those sects they once looked up to?
The faction they now belong to now holds a dominant position in the Central Plains, a region teeming with powerful individuals.
Those newly joined disciples of Zixiao Palace were filled with immense curiosity and awe.
Their gazes were fixed on the Palace Master, who was rumored to be a god within the sect but was rarely seen.
Xiao Bai's gaze remained calm as he slowly swept over the surrounding peaks.
With his spiritual power, every face, whether familiar or unfamiliar, was clearly reflected in his perception.
He saw many familiar faces, as well as many more vibrant, unfamiliar faces.
He nodded slightly without saying anything more.
Then, with a gentle flick of his sleeve.
A stream of light shot out from his sleeve, growing longer in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a giant cauldron a hundred feet tall, which crashed down in the center of the square!
The giant cauldron is entirely covered in a fiery red, glazed color, with a warm and lustrous sheen and an inner radiance.
The body of the cauldron is engraved with mysterious and complex runes, which faintly outline the pattern of a phoenix spreading its wings, lifelike.
The three legs resemble three coiled thunder dragons, their heads pointing upwards as if roaring.
"A medicine cauldron?"
On Qixia Peak, Shennong the Elder and Yao Wanhuo almost simultaneously uttered a soft exclamation. They exchanged a glance and both saw the strange look in each other's eyes.
At their level, when refining ninth-grade pills, they were already accustomed to "using fire as the cauldron".
That is, directly using the strange fire on one's body to condense into an illusory energy cauldron for refining.
This method is more flexible and requires a higher level of control over fire and soul power, making it a symbol of a top alchemist.
While using a physical medicine cauldron would be more stable, they considered it somewhat inferior.
"This Palace Master Xiao, though powerful in cultivation, is lacking in alchemy skills—"
Shennong shook his head inwardly, his initial uncertainty about Xiao Bai's alchemy skills deepening even further.
In his view, this might confirm that Xiao Bai lacks sufficient foundation and inheritance in the art of alchemy.
Yao Wanhuo's eyes also gleamed, and he muttered to himself, "It seems that Palace Master Xiao may not be an expert in alchemy. If things go wrong later, I'll have to find a way to secretly help him. I can't let him fail in alchemy in front of everyone and lose face."
He came to make friends; offering help in times of need is far better than adding to someone's already good fortune.
At this moment, Xiao Bai was unaware of their thoughts, and even if he had, he wouldn't have cared.
He raised his right hand and lightly tapped the air with his index finger.
"laugh-
—
A wisp of crimson light leaped from his fingertips.
This light was not pure flame; its shape was more like a leaping bolt of lightning.
In an instant, a scorching and violent aura quietly spread out.
"Huh? What kind of flame is that?"
The old man Shennong was slightly taken aback, staring intently at the bolt of lightning and flame. "Its aura is scorching and violent, accompanied by thunderous sounds—could it be the Nine Dragons Thunderfire of Burning Flame Valley?"
But he immediately contradicted himself, "No! The Nine Dragons Thunderfire is silver-white, definitely not this color!"
Yao Wanhuo, standing beside him, stared intently at the wisp of lightning-infused flame and said in a deep voice, "This isn't fire—it's lightning!"
"thunder?"
Shennong was taken aback. Using lightning to refine pills?
This is simply unheard of!
The power of thunder is extremely violent; if one is not careful, it will turn medicinal herbs into charcoal. How can it be used to refine medicinal properties?
But just as he was filled with doubt and surprise, something unexpected happened!
The wooden cane he had been gripping tightly in his hand suddenly began to tremble violently and uncontrollably!
At the tip of the cane, wisps of vibrant green flames even spontaneously emerged.
The flames flickered erratically, not in an aggressive posture, but rather as if they were—fearful? Trembling?
Shennong was immediately startled.
Different flames possess spirits, especially the Flame of Life, which ranks fifth among different flames and is full of spirituality.
It only exhibits this almost instinctive reaction when it senses a higher level or a more threatening force of fire!
"How is this possible?!"
He felt that his understanding had been greatly impacted.
A bolt of lightning, not only used for alchemy, but also emanating an aura that could instill fear in the Flames of Living Beings?
What exactly is this thing?
The Nine Nether Wind Flame within Yao Wanhuo's body also emitted waves of apprehension.
His gaze was fixed on the red flames and lightning. With his deep understanding of strange fire, he could vaguely sense a faint yet somewhat familiar aura within it – Void Devouring Flame!
Standing in mid-air on the square, Xiao Bai naturally felt the two gazes from Qixia Peak filled with shock and inquiry.
He glanced in that direction indifferently and then ignored it.
With a thought, thousands of medicinal herbs surged out of the storage ring like a fountain, instantly covering the entire vast square!
These medicinal herbs come in various shapes and colors; some glow, some have a fragrant aroma, and some are even pulsating slightly, as if they were alive.
Thousands of medicinal herbs appeared simultaneously, their extremely rich aromas blending together to form a strange energy tide. Taking a breath of it made one feel refreshed and invigorated, and one's cultivation subtly improved.
All the disciples of Zixiao Palace around the square were stunned and their scalps tingled.
The sheer quantity of medicinal herbs, simply laid out, is dazzling and overwhelming.
It is easy to imagine how difficult it is to accurately control the different medicinal properties of thousands of herbs and perfectly blend them together during the refining process!
That's inhuman!
Just then, Xiao Bai swiftly formed a profound hand seal.
"Buzz—!"
The hundred-foot-tall, fiery red glazed medicine cauldron suddenly trembled, transforming into an illusory yin-yang phantom.
The phantom suddenly expanded, like an invisible net, instantly enveloping the thousands of medicinal herbs piled up in the square.
The light flashed and disappeared in an instant!
The next moment, to everyone's stunned gaze, the dense, overwhelming array of medicinal herbs on the square vanished without a trace in an instant!
It was as if it had never existed.
"roar----!"
At the very moment the medicinal herbs disappeared, the thunder dragon carving on the three legs of the glass medicine cauldron seemed to come alive instantly.
A deafening roar resounded, and streaks of lightning began to roam across the surface of the cauldron!
"grumble--!"
The phoenix spreading its wings pattern on the cauldron's surface also lit up at the same time.
Crimson flames rose up, transforming into tiny fire phoenixes that danced gracefully around the medicine cauldron.
In an instant, through the slightly transparent glass walls of the cauldron, everyone could vaguely see the scene inside. The thousands of medicinal herbs that had disappeared had all been taken into the vast space inside the cauldron.
At this moment, the inside of the cauldron seemed to be a world of its own.
Countless thunder dragons and fire phoenixes roamed among the medicinal herbs, and wherever they passed, the herbs were quickly refined and purified, impurities were reduced to nothingness, leaving only the most essential medicinal liquid or powder.
Thunder and fire, within this peculiar medicine cauldron, surprisingly formed a perfect division of labor and cooperation!
"I see----"
On Qixia Peak, Yao Wanhuo looked at the medicine cauldron that had become extraordinary. The slightest bit of contempt he had shown before was gone from his eyes. Instead, there was a deep sense of amazement and understanding.
"This medicine cauldron is no ordinary object! Its lid contains yin and yang, its body seems to contain the sun and moon, and the inscriptions of thunder dragons and fire phoenixes make it seem as if it was tailor-made to match Palace Master Xiao's unique fire and thunder!"
He felt secretly ashamed, for possessing such a well-suited medicinal cauldron was far superior to that flame-formed cauldron.
Meanwhile, the old man Shennong, recalling his previous doubts about Xiao Bai's alchemy skills, blushed slightly.
This is the second time—hasty!
Fortunately, these thoughts remained unspoken, and only he himself knew the awkwardness he felt.
At the summit of Leishan Peak, above the square.
Xiao Bai sat cross-legged in mid-air, his eyes slightly closed, without deliberately controlling the flames and lightning inside the cauldron.
But his vast spiritual power, like invisible mercury, permeated every corner of the entire cauldron, meticulously controlling everything.
At this moment, he was quietly experiencing the various wonders brought about by the Emperor Realm soul during the alchemy process.
It was a wonderful feeling, as if you had control over everything and understood everything.
The subtle changes in each of the thousands of medicinal herbs inside the cauldron, and the extraction and circulation of every bit of medicinal power, were clearly reflected in his mind.
Everything, big or small, is shown in perfect detail.
He even had a feeling that even if another batch of pills were being made at the same time, his soul power would still be more than capable of handling it.
"Since that's the case—"
Xiao Bai suddenly opened his slightly closed eyes, and a glint of light flashed deep within them.
The original plan was to first refine a ninth-grade precious pill to test the waters.
But at this moment, sensing the unexpectedly powerful control of the Emperor-level soul, he suddenly felt that merely practicing with the precious pill seemed—
That's too conservative!
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