Immortality Begins With The Alchemical Master Chapter 844: Immortal Brew and the Puppet - Novel Cool

Chapter 844: Immortal Brew and the Puppet

Chapter 844: Immortal Brew and the Puppet

At first glance, Luo Chen didn't look at the wine jars but instead fixed his gaze upon the corpse.

A gaping hole in its chest, devoid of any breath, and on its deathly pale face, a lingering look of shock from its final moments.

It was the Golden Feather's corpse!

Huff...

In the grand hall, a gentle breeze seemed to stir.

The Golden Feather's corpse slowly levitated into the air.

Luo Chen waved his hand through the air, wiping away the unclosed eyes of the dead, and then, amidst Black King's confusion, he cast a series of incantations towards the body.

"What is the master doing?"

Black King watched this scene, perplexed by its meaning.

It wasn't until Luo Chen suddenly paused, and a trembling aura emanated from his body, that Black King realized his intent.

"No way..."

The next moment, Luo Chen's aura began to pulsate rhythmically, as if he were in harmony with the heavens.

A ray of light, alternating between blue and white, slowly emanated from Luo Chen's body and gently landed on the Golden Feather's corpse.

Swish! The eyes opened once more!

Black King shuddered, a cry of surprise echoing in his mind: "Is the master going to refine him into a puppet?"

Plop!

The corpse, which had seemed to come back to life, suddenly fell to the ground, as if nothing had happened.

Luo Chen stared at the corpse, his eyes deep in thought.

Black King dared not breathe, prostrating himself respectfully to one side.

It wasn't until Luo Chen spoke that he suddenly realized.

"What?"

Luo Chen no longer looked at the corpse but pointed to the densely packed jars at his feet.

"Have you tested these spirit wines?"

Black King nodded, "I've tested most of them. There are seven spirit wines in total. Aside from the one with the Poison Spirit Grain label, which I dare not touch, the other six are beneficial for cultivation and contain no toxins."

With just a glance, Luo Chen spotted the Poison Spirit Grain.

With a wave of his hand, a small jar landed in his palm.

"What's so special about this wine that even you dare not drink it?"

The original Black King was from the Black Scaled Python clan, but later, his potential was awakened, and he transformed into a Black Scaled Flood Dragon, with thick skin and a robust body, immune to all poisons.

Over the years of cultivation, his resistance to toxins had become unparalleled.

When he was sent to explore Zi Ling Island, his exceptional poison resistance was revealed.

That's why Luo Chen gave him this small task—to test these spirit wines for deadly toxins.

But he never expected there to be a wine so toxic that even he dared not touch it!

Black King looked at the wine jar, a hint of fear in his eyes.

"I don't know what kind of poison was used to brew this wine. It smells incredibly fragrant and tempting, but it has a strong corrosive effect on flesh and blood like ours."

"If it weren't for you, Master, warning me beforehand, I might have drunk it."

"Later, to resist the temptation, I had to use my gastric juices to seal it, and only then did it get better."

Hearing this description, Luo Chen raised an eyebrow.

He slightly lifted the seal, and instantly, a whiff of wine escaped, making his throat twitch with the urge to drink.

In front of Black King, Luo Chen took a drop and sipped it.

"Master, don't..."

There was no unusual reaction!

As the toxic wine settled in his stomach, just as Luo Chen felt nothing, a sharp pain suddenly surged from his lower abdomen.

His expression unchanged, he opened his mouth and spat!

Hiss...

The drop of undigested spirit wine, enveloped in a white flame, was forcibly expelled and incinerated in midair.

Luo Chen stared at the wine jar, his eyes filled with apprehension, "What kind of wine is this? Even my mid-stage fourth-level ancient body has no resistance against it, and it was just a single drop."

Daring not to try again, Luo Chen carefully stored the wine jar in his storage belt.

This wine couldn't be drunk, but keeping it wouldn't be a problem. Perhaps, one day, it might come in handy.

Then, his gaze fell upon the remaining eighty jars of spirit wine.

Sweet Nectar, Jade Dew, Longevity Spring, Golden Breeze Dew, Jasmine Bloom, and Five Temple Immortal Brew!

There were six types of spirit wine, all aged over countless years by the Iterating Cloud Sect.

Black King explained the approximate uses of each wine, and Luo Chen understood them one by one.

"Sweet Nectar is a bitter wine. It's extremely bitter upon drinking, even more bitter than all the hardships Black King has endured in his life. But after it passes through the throat, it leaves a lingering sweetness that lasts for days. It's the most unforgettable of all the spirit wines."

"Has your life been bitter?"

"Er..."

"Continue!"

"Okay, Jade Dew carries an extremely heavy yin energy, not suitable for males like us. It should be a wine specially brewed for females. As for its specific effects, Master, you'll need to find a female cultivator to test it. Tianxuan would be a good choice."

"Longevity Spring, as the name suggests, should have longevity effects. But I'm not sure how many years it can extend one's lifespan."

Luo Chen's gaze fell upon the single jar of Longevity Spring, his eyes filled with contemplation.

If it truly had longevity effects, it could be given to those in the sect who have made great contributions but are nearing their end, like Qu Lingjun.

But for now, it's best not to give it to him.

Without pressure, that boy might lose his drive for rapid progress.

Let it be a backup plan!

"Golden Breeze Dew should be very useful for you, Master. This wine contains terrifying spiritual energy, and drinking a mouthful can instantly restore a large amount of spiritual power!"

Luo Chen's eyes lit up, and he reached out to summon a jar, taking a small sip.

Indeed, it contained a vast amount of incredibly pure spiritual energy.

Moreover, it possessed the five elements, closely resembling the so-called 'primal energy.'

After a thousand years of aging, the wine had become even more mellow, brimming with spiritual energy.

Just a small sip provided him with one-tenth to two-tenths of his spiritual power.

What if it were a large sip? Or an entire jar?

There were ten jars of Golden Breeze Dew!

In other words, as long as Luo Chen didn't exhaust all his spiritual power at once, with these wines, he could have an endless supply of spiritual power for a certain period!

Indeed, meeting Golden Breeze Dew was like finding a treasure that surpassed all others!

"What about the Five Temple Immortal Brew?"

"There's no need to introduce that one. I know."

Luo Chen valued the Five Temple Immortal Brew the most, as it was the most abundant among the wines.

He had drunk a hundred-year-old brew before, and it had a good nourishing effect on the five internal organs.

And the thousand-year-old vintage will only have better effects!

With the help of this Five Temple Immortal Brew, perhaps his long-stagnant body refinement realm can be improved.

"Why didn't you introduce this Jasmine Bloom?" Luo Chen suddenly asked.

Black King's face turned awkward, and he twisted his body, "This wine is rather potent."

"Is it poisonous?"

"It's not exactly poisonous, but after drinking it, you'll feel... well, let's just say it makes you want to do that."

Luo Chen was taken aback, looking at the utterly ordinary and unremarkable wine jar, and slowly realized what he meant.

"Are you saying this jar is used for that purpose?"

"Mhm."

Black King nodded repeatedly.

Who knows how many times he has turned in his sleep recently, all because of drinking some of this wine, making him restless.

The Luo Tian Sect cultivators thought he was just turning in his sleep.

Luo Chen was speechless, but soon realized what was going on.

The Jasmine Bloom that could arouse desires in a Fourth Stage Beast was definitely not ordinary wine.

He had built his foundation with the Zhuanmiao Pill, and he was well aware of the wonders of such spiritual items.

"In a certain sense, the Iterating Cloud Sect can also be considered to have a profound foundation, reaching the pinnacle in the art of winemaking."

"No wonder the Abyss Sect values them so highly!"

Muttering to himself, Luo Chen carefully categorized the different wines.

The most dangerous Poison Spirit Grain and the most important Longevity Spring were placed together, not to be used unless absolutely necessary.

The Sweet Nectar that satisfied the palate, the Jade Dew that might be useful for female cultivators, and the Jasmine Bloom that aroused desires were placed together. These spiritual wines had little use for him, so he considered them collectibles.

As for the Golden Breeze Dew and the Five Temple Immortal Brew, Luo Chen placed them in the most accessible location.

"You can go now!"

Luo Chen waved his hand, and Black King obediently disappeared.

After he left, Luo Chen took out a jar of Five Temple Immortal Brew without hesitation and took a big gulp.

Then, he circulated the Ten Thousand Dao Converging Technique, directing the refined wine essence towards the five viscera—the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys.

A slight tipsy feeling emerged, vague yet present.

The five viscera churned, like oil being cooked in a blazing fire! In an instant, Luo Chen felt his insides churning like a raging sea, as if the five viscera had gained sentience and were trying to escape from his body.

"A miscalculation."

"I drank too much!"

Luo Chen inwardly realized his mistake. He had subconsciously overlooked the essential difference between the thousand-year-old brew and the hundred-year-old Five Temple Immortal Brew he had drunk before.

Perhaps it wasn't a matter of overlooking, but rather an overconfidence in the strength of his physical body.

But he hadn't expected the terrifying power of the thousand-year-old Five Temple Immortal Brew, which contained surging blood and energy.

"I wonder what method the Iterating Cloud Sect uses to brew these spiritual wines. If I have the chance, I should collect some of their recipes."

"It's a pity that Chu Kui left. He really liked this kind of wine."

Luo Chen enjoyed good wine but wasn't addicted to it. When he was younger, he had drunk many fine wines.

The old man's pear wine, the monkey wine from the Ancient Plains Mountain Range, the Taibai wine from Taibai Market, and even some special water wine from the North Sea.

He had drunk enough to know the quality of the thousand-year-old Five Temple Immortal Brew with just a sip.

But the pain was still within his tolerance, which was why he had the leisure to daydream.

Luo Chen focused his mind and began to refine the immortal brew.

...

Three days later, Luo Chen slowly opened his eyes.

The churning five viscera had finally calmed down.

And with it came a brand-new sensation.

With each breath, his lungs expanded and contracted, his blood flowed vigorously, and his heart pounded with vitality.

Luo Chen instinctively touched his stomach, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

His physical body was incredibly powerful.

He had started with orthodox body refinement techniques, then borrowed from the Demon-like Body Refinement Technique, crossing the third stage. Later, he even reached the peak by relying on the Black Emperor Ointment, a puppet-exclusive item.

But over the years, he always felt something was amiss.

It was only at this moment that he suddenly realized.

"Everything is external, not internal!"

"My strength comes from the lightning-forged fire, making me extremely robust and Yang, but it's only on the surface."

"Those weaker than me will be crushed instantly. But even if my limbs can withstand attacks, my internal organs are still incredibly fragile."

The powerful body refiners' killing techniques weren't just simple external attacks.

Take Wang Yuan, for example. He had created the Blood Demon Finger early on, which could inject power into an enemy's body and then explode it instantly.

This was just the most straightforward example. Other techniques like Striking the Ox Across the Mountain and Crushing the Heart were even more numerous.

So, after laying a solid foundation, body refiners no longer pursued sheer robustness but turned to cultivate inner strength.

The Hongluo and Wulou techniques were like this.

Luo Chen was unaware of the transformation of his blood and energy. The source energy within his body, originating from his physical body, wasn't as versatile as power or essence qi.

So, his body's internal strength was far inferior to the external strength honed by the Black Emperor Ointment for over a hundred years.

"Excessive rigidity leads to brittleness, and excessive softness leads to flaccidity. Only with a balance of both can one achieve success."

"If I can use the Five Temple Immortal Brew to nourish my internal organs, I can make up for this shortcoming."

After understanding all this, Luo Chen felt a sense of relief.

Considering the strength of the thousand-year-old Five Temple Immortal Brew, he took a clean purple golden gourd, poured a jar into it, and hung it at his waist.

This way, he could drink it whenever he wanted.

And he wouldn't have to drink it all at once, avoiding the intense pain.

By gradually nourishing his five viscera, he would eventually achieve great success.

After doing all this, Luo Chen didn't continue cultivating.

Instead, he turned his attention to the corpse.

The remains of a Supreme True Monarch, even with a broken Purple Mansion and no Primordial Spirit, were still a Primordial Spirit body! It would be a waste not to use such a valuable material.

Luo Chen had always respected the strong.

But Jin Ling wasn't just strong; she was also his enemy, so he had to make full use of her.

"Perfect! The puppet techniques I've been researching over the years can finally be put to use."

"I'll use you to practice!"

Luo Chen muttered and patted his crown, from which a faint beam of light flew out.

This was his third soul!

Over the years, he had been studying the art of puppetry, attempting to master the White Tiger puppet, which was comparable to a late-stage Yuanying.

In terms of puppet-making prowess, he was not yet qualified to refine the White Tiger puppet.

However, when it came to crafting ordinary puppets, Luochen was confident that he had made some progress.

As for how to process the Golden Feather's corpse, Luochen already had a plan in mind.

There were many types of puppets, categorized by shape, materials, spirit infusion, and control methods.

Broadly speaking, they could be divided into two main types: mechanical puppets and flesh-and-blood puppets.

Mechanical puppets were made from various precious materials, such as wood and minerals, which made them relatively more difficult to craft and required a higher level of skill from the puppet master.

Flesh-and-blood puppets, on the other hand, were simpler to create but also more taboo.

As long as suitable raw materials were available, one could start crafting them.

There was no need to elaborate on the nature of these materials.

Wasn't that the case here?

"Back then, the Heavenly Star Master from the Falling Cloud Sect, who had died at the Foundation Establishment stage and was posthumously honored as an elder, had refined the body of Mi Shuhua into a flesh-and-blood puppet. At the time, I had even scolded him for his cruelty."

"Now, I've also embarked on this path, and it seems like the boomerang has hit me instead."

There was a hint of shame in his words, but his face remained unmoved.

Luochen's fingertip glowed with a white flame, which shot out and enveloped the Golden Feather's corpse.

As the intense flames burned, the stench of charred flesh filled the hall.

The third soul, standing nearby, wasn't idle either. It began searching for the necessary auxiliary materials from the Accumulating Thunder Ring, which was specifically used for storing materials.

Even for a flesh-and-blood puppet, auxiliary materials were required.

Working simultaneously, time passed quickly.

It took Luochen a full seven days and seven nights to completely refine the Yuanying corpse.

The Golden Feather's corpse had shrunk by nearly seventy percent, resembling a deflated human skin.

Luochen was quite satisfied with the result.

Next was the process of filling the puppet with materials.

Luochen's thoughts moved, and he took out the Hunyuan Cauldron, adding various minerals into it. The Growth and Withering True Flame responded to his command.

After thoroughly refining the minerals into a liquid, Luochen paused.

Instead of directly filling the materials, he focused on the large hole in the Golden Feather's chest.

After hesitating for a while, Luochen made up his mind.

"Remove the armor!"

The Mysterious Dust Armor fell away, revealing his robust upper body.

Luochen's right hand moved, and the Yuan Tu Sword appeared, slowly slicing into his chest.

Blood flowed, and the Yuan Tu Sword trembled, emitting a mournful sound.

"What are you so happy about? Be quiet!"

Luochen gave a low command, and the Yuan Tu Sword reluctantly whimpered once before obeying his command.

Watching this, Luochen heaved a sigh of relief.

The sword spirit, having imprinted on Luochen during his sword cultivation and after being saturated with demon blood, was gradually recognizing him.

This was a good thing.

However, the fact that the sword spirit wanted to drink his blood was also undeniable.

Luochen wouldn't allow it to have its way. He would rather feed the sword spirit with demon blood than offer his own blood to the sword.

Doing so would only encourage the sword spirit's demonic nature, blurring the line between master and servant!

After suppressing the sword spirit, Luochen endured the discomfort of self-mutilation and carefully gouged out a large piece of flesh from his chest.

"Hmm..."

He grunted and immediately placed the chunk of flesh onto the Golden Feather's corpse.

On his body, a large amount of source blood gathered, and the flesh seemed to have a life of its own, beginning to regenerate.

This was the ancient body's talent for reattaching severed limbs! Although it couldn't compare to the Black King's immortal body, it was still quite useful.

Ignoring the discomfort in his body, Luochen carefully covered the flesh over the hole in the Golden Feather's corpse.

After ensuring a perfect fit, he added the previously prepared liquid minerals into it.

Not only that, he used his spiritual power to infuse golden silk threads, which burrowed into the corpse's meridians and blood vessels like worms.

Once everything was prepared, the Growth and Withering Divine Flame reappeared, enveloping the entire Golden Feather's corpse and beginning the refinement process.

During this process, Luochen occasionally used his understanding of the Growth and Withering True Intention to stimulate the vitality he had brought to the corpse through his flesh and blood, making it more agile.

The third soul sat by his side, silently observing everything.

...

A whole month passed by in a leisurely manner.

Inside the Luo Tian Grand Hall, a low command was heard.

A mighty aura suddenly burst forth.

But after a moment, the aura vanished without a trace.

Inside the hall.

Luochen looked at the completed puppet with satisfaction in his eyes.

"Go in!"

The third soul didn't hesitate and directly entered the puppet, taking out a piece of top-grade spirit stone with a metal attribute and embedding it in the chest.

"Still not enough."

"At this moment, this puppet is not even half as powerful as the Golden Feather at its peak."

Luochen observed for a moment and understood where the shortcomings lay.

Without a Yuanying, it couldn't connect with the wandering spiritual energy.

Without a true artifact, it lacked combat power.

But these shortcomings could be remedied.

Luochen raised his hand, and two golden feathers landed on the puppet's hands.

The puppet moved without hindrance, and a terrifying sharp aura rose within the hall.

Since it was the Golden Feather's innate treasure, all it needed was to remove the divine soul imprint, and there would be no obstacles.

Not only that, but Luochen also patted the armrest.

"Come out!"

The Black King appeared again, looking at Luochen with resentment.

He had just fallen asleep, and now he was woken up again.

"Take him to the place in Bai Li Qing Chuan where the spiritual energy is most abundant and nurture him!"

The Black King looked at the puppet and couldn't help but swallow.

His previous guess had come true.

The master had indeed turned this guy into a puppet.

He said, "The Splendor Palace has been breached, and the formation that sealed the spiritual veins has a flaw. I've absorbed a lot of spiritual energy, and at the bottom of the Great Green Mountain, I've condensed a small fourth-stage spirit vortex, which is the most suitable place for the master to nurture the puppet!"

Luochen was startled, and there was even this unexpected joy?

(End of Chapter)

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