Immortality Begins With The Alchemical Master Chapter 538: Perfection of the True Flame Pill, Mara Stream's Expert Appears - Novel Cool

Chapter 538: Perfection of the True Flame Pill, Mara Stream's Expert Appears

Chapter 538: Perfection of the True Flame Pill, Mara Stream's Expert Appears

Han Zhan was forced to wake up from his recuperation not only because his Yin Pole Puppet could no longer support him.

Another important reason was that Luo Chen's refinement of the Primordial Cauldron had become increasingly profound over the years.

From the initial impurity tempering to gradually mastering its array formation and even delving deeper into the treasure itself, the spatial restrictions set up by Frost Green in the beginning were also affected.

The repeated fluctuations deprived Han Zhan of a peaceful recuperation environment.

For him, it was a bad thing.

But for Luo Chen, it was undoubtedly a blessing.

This meant that Luo Chen was not far from perfectly mastering the Primordial Cauldron.

Luo Chen took the opportunity to ask Han Zhan about the backup plan left by Heavenly Forger on the Primordial Cauldron.

Han Zhan's answer surprised Luo Chen.

"It's just a temporary measure, no need to worry."

Surprised, Luo Chen carefully recalled and gradually understood.

Heavenly Forger's artifact refinement techniques were indeed superb.

But Frost Green and Mystic Spring were not fools either.

If there were overly obvious countermeasures left on the Primordial Cauldron, they would surely see through them.

Only those less obvious and weaker temporary measures had a chance to deceive the heavens.

This also explained why Heavenly Forger had taken the Primordial Cauldron from the Cangwu Mountain's Truth Crossing Hall dungeon but couldn't freely control it during the battle with Thunder Hell Phoenix.

He had only left backups in some crucial places.

And these backups also dissipated with Heavenly Forger's demise.

"No wonder my refinement of the cauldron has become smoother over the years!"

After realizing this, Luo Chen couldn't help but laugh at himself.

He had become wary after being bitten by a snake, fearing even the rope of a well.

In his free time, he also asked Han Zhan about some past events on Cangwu Mountain, such as how he and Heavenly Forger had conspired to break the dungeon's restrictions.

Han Zhan willingly shared everything.

"Those demon cultivators knew the principles but not the reasons. Even though the Demon Emperor Qing Luan relied on her racial talents to touch the power of spatial laws at the Nascent Soul Stage, using it to trap dead objects was too crude."

"Heavenly Forger was a renowned master of array formations. Aside from my puppetry skills, I also cultivated array formations, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to control the Two Instruments Five Elements Sword Array."

"With the spatial restriction techniques from my array formation foundation, I repeatedly probed and studied, gradually finding the flaws..."

"If I have to say, you're the one who benefited the most in the end!"

How did Luo Chen benefit?

It was naturally his lifebound treasure, the Primordial Cauldron!

After Han Zhan and Heavenly Forger achieved some success in their spatial restriction research, they asked Frost Green to personally refine Luo Chen's lifebound treasure to verify their ideas.

After the verification, this treasure could cross space, capture, and suppress.

It even had an internal kernel space that could store living creatures, no less than those well-made spirit beast pouches.

Han Zhan was quite envious of this.

He frankly stated that if Luo Chen diligently nurtured and refined the Primordial Cauldron, it would eventually advance to the ranks of top-tier true artifacts.

Speaking of true artifacts, Luo Chen asked more about the differences between such weapons and regular treasures.

Han Zhan explained that true artifacts were tools of true cultivators, and when Nascent Soul Cultivators merged their hearts and souls with them, they had an extremely powerful amplifying effect when unleashing their domains.

The so-called Nascent Soul domain was to absorb and control the corresponding attribute of spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

But since a cultivator's strength was limited, they couldn't control much, and true artifacts could enhance this effect.

Han Zhan, even after a hundred years at the Nascent Soul Stage, didn't possess a single true artifact.

Luo Chen found it strange, as there were rumors of several true artifacts in the White Night Cave Mansion on Ji Lei Mountain.

"Those were all relics of mighty experts from the Misty Abyss Sect, not something we could lay our hands on. After the Misty Abyss Sect's experts arrived, they took them all back. Otherwise, if I had a true artifact, I wouldn't have been so passive when fighting the Howling Wolf Emperor."

Through this, Luo Chen learned a common sense fact.

That was, although it was difficult for demons to take human form, once they did, it was easy for them to refine certain parts of their bodies or accompanying objects into unique lifebound true artifacts.

This was why, at the same cultivation level, low-level demon beasts were no match for human cultivators, but at higher levels, there was little difference between the two. It could even be said that due to certain special racial talents, high-level demon beasts could suppress human cultivators.

Just like how the Howling Wolf Emperor suppressed Han Zhan, or how Frost Green alone pressured three late-stage Nascent Soul Cultivators.

Time passed by in this tranquil rhythm.

Luo Chen didn't rush to ask Han Zhan for what he wanted.

Firstly, his current focus was on refining a large quantity of True Flame Pills.

Secondly, Han Zhan was also eager to research the Soul Banner and their path of coexistence, seeking a safe place to dwell.

However, since Luo Chen didn't actively ask, the well-mannered Han Zhan naturally didn't hold back.

As Luo Chen devoured the Blood Feast, he willingly offered the formula for the Black Emperor Ointment, which he had been thinking about for years.

In his words, this was the first step of sincere cooperation between the two.

Luo Chen provided him with the Soul Banner, and in return, he gifted the formula for the Black Emperor Ointment.

With a good start, they could have a better relationship in the coming centuries.

On this day...

In the pill chamber, Luo Chen's gaze was fixed on the grayish-white cauldron, with azure flames constantly scorching it.

Under his control, the medicinal liquid in the cauldron flowed like lava.

This was already his fifth year in the Northern Sea! After years of refining the True Flame Pill, a third-rank pill, his proficiency had reached the master level long ago.

Not only did he maintain a success rate of over fifty percent, but he had also broken free from the limitation of using only one set of ingredients per cauldron long ago.

Now, under normal circumstances, he could refine ten sets of ingredients in a single cauldron.

If he went all out, refining a hundred sets of ingredients in one cauldron was also possible!

However, for the latter, he needed a more focused state and more time, making it difficult to disengage when something came up.

"These problems aren't really problems at all."

"Once I reach the peak of True Flame Pill refinement, they'll be easily solved."

"And that day of peak mastery is today!"

Luo Chen's expression remained focused, but his control over the Essence True Flame became even more delicate.

Speaking of which, Luo Chen had never even considered the feat of refining a hundred sets of ingredients in one cauldron before.

Ordinary pill refinement tools were simply not capable of supporting such a method.

Only the Primordial Cauldron! After countless trials and experiments, Luo Chen gradually approached the limits of this treasure.

In his eyes, even this didn't seem to be the limit of the Primordial Cauldron.

In Han Zhan's words, "A pill refinement treasure like yours is worthy of being a sect's treasure, a symbol of its power."

What is a sect's pill refinement treasure?

It's a treasure that, once activated, mobilizes the entire sect's power for pill refinement!

Under the raging flames, countless exotic flowers and herbs, thousands upon thousands of medicinal ingredients are thrown into it, thus deserving the title of a sect's pill refinement treasure!

Luo Chen also had his plans.

After he perfected his mastery of the True Flame Pill, he would exert all his strength to refine a hundred pills at once! It would also be a good test of his own capacity as a pill refinement master.

Just as he was deeply focused, his eyebrows suddenly furrowed.

His hands continued to move, and he slightly turned his head, sending a sound transmission through the isolation array in the pill chamber to a side hall on Moon Invitation Island, shrouded in black mist.

"Senior Han, there's a guest. Please entertain them for a moment."

In the side hall, the black mist rippled.

Faintly visible were over a hundred powerful Ghost Generals and even a Ghost King, all bowing and kneeling before a three-inch-tall, illusory, and ethereal little person.

Han Zhan quietly spread out his divine sense and also noticed the visitor.

He first praised Luo Chen for his caution, then said, "I can barely control this Soul Banner, but the visitor is a sixth-layer Golden Core Cultivator, and not weak. With just this third-rank Ghost King, it might not be enough to stop him."

From a distance, Luo Chen's voice drifted over.

"No problem. I'll stall him for a moment, and I'll be free in an instant."

"Mhm, as long as you're prepared."

Han Zhan smiled slightly and made a hand gesture.

Over a hundred second-rank Ghost Generals in the hall surged out.

As for himself, he slowly closed his eyes.

The next moment!

The third-rank Ghost King, who had been kneeling on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes, filled with vitality.

It was the puppetry technique of Falling Cloud Sect! The Ghost King's face showed a hint of humanized expression.

"Let me see how capable a Northern Sea cultivator's combat skills are."

With a murmur, the black mist enveloped the Ghost King, who disappeared from the side hall.

In the vast Flying Swans Archipelago, a battle had already erupted, without any known reason.

...

Time rewound to an hour ago.

On the boundless ocean.

A person walked on the waves, passing by a small island, and suddenly stopped.

"Come out, youngster!"

As the words fell, a terrified voice came from the island.

"The senior has arrived, and I didn't greet you from afar. I deserve to die."

A robust, dark-faced man flew out from the island, landing on the sea surface with a hint of tension.

Wu Qi looked at the dark-faced man and nodded slightly.

"Foundation Establishment Peak..."

His gaze shifted to the dark reefs on the island.

"An early third-rank Black Scaled Dragon."

"You must be Kun Jiao, the leader of the Flying Serpent Dragon Gang!"

Kun Jiao's heart trembled as his spirit beast, hidden in the dark reefs, had been seen through.

He quickly nodded, "Yes, senior, you have sharp eyes."

Wu Qi shook his head and smiled lightly, "What sharp eyes? It was you who contacted me from the Mara Stream, leading me here. If I didn't know your background, wouldn't it seem like our Mara Stream's intelligence capabilities are lacking?"

Hearing the three words "Mara Stream", Kun Jiao's face revealed a deep fear.

This was one of the most powerful forces in the northern territories of the Human Race in the Demon Sea!

Countless Foundation Establishment Cultivators, numerous Golden Core Seniors, and even several Nascent Soul True Monarchs, whose presence was as fleeting as a divine dragon's glimpse.

Not only that, but under the Canghai Righteous Alliance's sweep of the Northern Sea, the Mara Stream was one of the few powers bold enough to challenge the new Holy Land.

Bringing such a powerful force here might have been a mistake.

"Yan Nantian from Laboring Swallow Island managed to escape and hide in that remote archipelago shaped like a sea swallow. Is he still there?" Wu Qi gazed into the distance, his eyes fixed on the island chain.

Kun Jiao, feeling awkward, replied, "Yan Nantian is dead."

"Hmm?"

Wu Qi's eyebrows furrowed, never expecting such a turn of events.

Rarely taking on a Mara Stream mission, he hadn't anticipated that the target would already be dead before he could act.

This was indeed unexpected.

He glanced at Kun Jiao and then at the nearby small island's reef, where the trembling Black Scaled Dragon was hiding. A look of disdain crossed his face.

"With your strength and that Third Rank Black Scaled Dragon, you probably couldn't kill Yan Nantian. Tell me, how did he die?"

Kun Jiao, feeling invigorated, proceeded to narrate the battle between Yan Nantian and Luo Chen.

"The Azure Sun Demon Lord?" Wu Qi muttered to himself, his face showing a mix of belief and skepticism.

Before its destruction, the Yuanmo Sect did have some immature Foundation Establishment disciples who enjoyed creating the Azure Sun Demon Fire.

However, this demon fire had significant flaws.

Few Yuanmo Sect disciples considered it their primary method, and even fewer cultivated it to the Golden Core stage.

Now, with a Golden Core Cultivator skilled in using the Azure Sun Demon Fire appearing on the Skyward Isles, it was hard to believe that he was a Yuanmo Sect expert.

Senior Yuanmo Sect cultivators weren't that shortsighted!

Could it be an imposter?

As Wu Qi pondered, Kun Jiao steadied his mind and, with some exaggeration, recounted the events that had transpired on the Skyward Isles over the past few years.

"Occupying a Third Rank Spirit Vein on Moon Invitation Island isn't surprising."

"Possessing a Central Law Pill Condensation Secret Technique... That's quite a foundation. Even my Wu family only has one such secret technique. Such generosity indeed shows the style of a major sect's true teachings."

"Without regard for others, he enslaved the various families to gather medicinal ingredients for him. In just four or five years, he exhausted the Skyward Isles. Haha, he does have the style of a Demon Sect expert."

"Wait, a Third Rank Pill Master?"

"At the initial Golden Core stage?"

Wu Qi pursed his lips, his eyes darting with excitement. A desire to test his skills stirred within him.

Kun Jiao quickly confirmed both pieces of information.

"Indeed, he's at the initial Golden Core stage, and the pill masters and alchemists sent by the various families also confirmed that the Azure Sun Demon Lord can refine Third Rank pills. Moreover, he can effortlessly create lower-grade pills of exceptional quality!"

After speaking, he anxiously watched Wu Qi.

He desperately wanted Wu Qi to take action and eliminate the Azure Sun Demon Lord!

If the Azure Sun Demon Lord was killed, Wu Qi would surely turn his attention away from the Skyward Isles.

Then, Wu Qi could return to the Skyward Isles and, with his Foundation Establishment Peak cultivation and a Third Rank Black Scaled Dragon, take control of the Skyward Isles, becoming their master!

As the leader of a group, he had been living a life of hardship and running from place to place for years.

Finally, with Yan Nantian's death, he had to worry about a new Demon Lord.

Kun Jiao had had enough!

Wu Qi, from the Mara Stream, understood Kun Jiao's thoughts perfectly.

Normally, being used by a lower-stage cultivator would irritate him, and he might even retaliate to set an example.

But a Golden Core initial stage pill master... no, a cultivator clearly capable of refining various pills with exceptional skill, already worthy of being called a master-level existence.

If such an existence could be controlled...

Then the Wu family would undoubtedly rise.

And Wu Qi himself could secure a position in the Mara Stream, becoming the top existence below a True Monarch!

With this in mind, Wu Qi made his decision.

Glancing at Kun Jiao, who was eagerly watching him, Wu Qi said coldly, "Follow me. When I deal with the Azure Sun Demon Lord, you'll keep the others in check and prevent those ants from disturbing me."

Kun Jiao was taken aback. Did he have to take action too?

But the thought of monopolizing the Skyward Isles after the task's completion quickly dispelled any hesitation.

"I'll follow your instructions, Senior!"

"Let's go!"

Wu Qi's expression turned solemn. With a sweeping motion of his wide sleeves, a towering wave surged from the azure sea, carrying his body forward.

Wherever he passed, the sea roared, and water splashed.

From a distance, it seemed like a devouring tsunami was forming, rushing towards the Skyward Isles with overwhelming force.

(End of Chapter)

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