he didn't know its source, Lu Xiaotian feared he would be at a loss. After deducing its rough origins, even if the methods were bizarre and difficult to deal with, Lu Xiaotian at least had some psych...Lu Xia Tian's time spent entering the path of alchemy wasn't much shorter than his cultivation time. He had experienced countless failures, so he wouldn't be shaken by the failure of two furnaces of pills, or even the gradually questioning looks from Zhao Qifeng, Xu Suqin, and even Xinhong.
Two failures had allowed Lu Xia Tian to gain a considerable understanding of the mist transformed from this Phantom Mist Immortal Herb.
After this failure, Lu Xiaotian paused for a shorter time than the first time. After a little thought, he began the third time of alchemy.
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The third time refining the pill, there was no trace of stagnation. Even Xinhong, as a true immortal from the Immortal Sect, had seen many things and witnessed other Pill Saints refining pills, but she had never seen someone refine pills like Lu Xia Tian. In Lu Xia Tian's hands, refining pills seemed no slower than eating a meal. A common Pill Saint would take a stick of incense to refine a wisp of immortal plant or other materials, but in Lu Xia Tian's hands, it often only took one-third or even one-fourth the time to achieve the same effect.
Xin Hong hesitated to speak, wanting to remind Lu Xiaotian that haste makes waste. However, seeing Lu Xiaotian fully immersed in his alchemy, she held her tongue.
This time, the Phantom Mist Immortal Grass, from transforming into mist to dissolving into the fiery elixir, only lost 20%. Then, when it fully bloomed within the elixir, it lost nearly another 10%.
However, with the remaining over 70% of the spiritual mist and elixir combining directly, it was already enough for Lu Xia Tian to simultaneously pull out three spirit pills.
A strange fragrance emanating from the alchemy furnace caused Zhao Qifeng, Xinhong and the others who had witnessed two failed attempts, to be startled. Before anyone could speculate for too long, the white jade-like furnace hummed once, and three pills flew out in quick succession. The surface of each pill was mostly fiery red, with a wisp of white mist rising from the top, giving the appearance of something alive rather than inanimate within them.
“A furnace for three elixirs, the Daoist friend from the East possesses truly extraordinary skills in alchemy. He is by no means comparable to an ordinary Elixir Saint.” Xinhong praised sincerely.
At this point, Zhao Qifeng had no more doubts in his heart. Judging from Lu Xiaitian's alchemical process just now, he was probably making this pill for the first time. The previous two furnaces of medicine failed one after another, but each failure was different. The second furnace, although it failed, was clearly much improved compared to the first. As for the third furnace, it directly became a pill. Even if the previous two furnaces failed and the third furnace succeeded, this success rate had already surpassed many alchemists.
What's more crucial is that Zhao Qifeng and Xu Suqin, among others, could see Lu Xiaoteng's unwavering focus when he was refining pills. He wasn't at all disturbed by their doubtful looks or any external factors. Even though the relationship between them hadn't improved much, Zhao Qifeng had to admit in his heart that this silver-haired boy's attainments in alchemy were indeed extraordinary, and it shouldn't be simply as a common first-grade Dan Saint.
After refining several batches of pills, I need to rest for a while and sum up the gains from alchemy.” After refining the first batch of pills, Lu Xiaoteng dispelled Zhao Qifeng and the others’ doubts, ignoring their gazes, and returned to the Demon Suppressing Tower on his own to continue cultivating.
As for Zhao Qifeng and Xu Suqin, judging from Lu Xiaoteng's state, he was full of energy and vigor. There was no sign that he needed a rest at all. However, Lu Xiaoteng had already refined the pills and had sufficient capital to be proud. Moreover, like Lu Xiaoteng, who had been refining pills for three consecutive times without any interruption, there were some among many pill saints, but it wasn't common either. So, it was understandable that Lu Xiaoteng needed a rest now.
After once again entering a state of rest within the Demon Subduing Tower, Lu Xia Tian didn't waste any time and continued to refine the Flame Spirit Page.
In the absence of other monsters appearing, things became simple. Lu Xiaotian spent some time cultivating and then refined a couple of batches of pills before resting again. He still maintained the frequency of refining three batches of spiritual pills for one batch of Mist Clearing Immortal Pills. However, the quality of the Mist Clearing Immortal Pills had improved significantly. Towards the end, there were instances of half-grade middle products, even a high-grade Mist Clearing Immortal Pill being produced in a single batch with three or four pills.
Even without mentioning Zhao Qifeng's several true immortals, Yunxia and Yunli were also quite puzzled. Seeing Lu Xiaoteng refine pills with an increasingly proficient look, and the quality of the immortal pills he produced was so high, it was evident that he still retained considerable strength. Perhaps if the other party fully exerted himself, his success rate in refining pills would increase significantly.
However, the probability of achieving three furnaces as one has already exceeded 30% in terms of alchemy success rate. Moreover, in terms of quality, it is not comparable to ordinary elixir saints. If converted into inferior immortal elixirs, its value would be even greater. In this situation, even Zhao Qifeng, who has never been on good terms with Lu Xiaoteng, did not say much. After all, Lu Xiaoteng already had a stable output. Whatever he said would soon be refuted, and in the end, he would only lose face. Since that was the case, why bother to make things awkward for himself
Up until three True Immortals, each holding six to seven Immortal Cleansing Pills in their hands, Lu Xia Tian received four. Yun Li and Yun Xia each had one. At this time, the Fire Spirit page within Lu Xia Tian's body had already been refined over half way. However, the distance to complete refining, triggering the power of the Fire Spirit runes throughout his body, and completely advancing to True Immortal was still going to take some time. Even Lu Xia Tian himself wasn’t certain.
Three real immortals each swallowed a Qingwu Immortal Pill. Lu Xia Tian did not take the pill for the time being, with three real immortals leading the way, they simply followed them.
After consuming the Wū Qīng Xiān Dān, Xīn Hóng, Zhào Qí Fēng, and Xú Sù Qín’s speed increased significantly. The thick mist that previously obscured their vision and divine sense now posed less of an obstacle to the three immortals. Many easily triggered restrictions or dangerous encounters they had before could now be avoided with ease.
However, there are always exceptions. There were two extremely secretive prohibitions between them. Even with utmost caution, a group of people inevitably fell into them. They encountered a group of wolf-headed soldiers transformed from mist, who formed a large formation and rushed towards the crowd.
At this time, two other True Immortals were besieged along with him, accompanied by a late-stage Immortal Venerable. The air was thick with bloodstains, and the faces of the opposing side wore expressions of grief and sorrow. Two exceptionally tall wolf-headed soldier statues, each carrying a white-bearded elder on their spears, and a woman's head covered in blood, shrieked madly.
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“These are cultivators from the Great Star Yin Sect and the Jin Flame Gate.” Xinhong shivered inwardly at the sight of the carnage before them. Four True Immortals were battling beneath the array of wolf-headed automaton soldiers, and two had already fallen. Now that they, three more innocents, had walked in, it seemed like one extra target. If they couldn't break through this barrier, their fate would be far from rosy.
Hooo... Hundreds of mist arrows formed a wolf head in the air and shot towards the opposite side, a late-stage Dan Saint, a green-skirted woman.
The woman in the green dress was shocked and retreated step by step.
"Fellow of the Road, White Fellow, save me!" The woman in green was quick, but as a Dan Saint, she wasn't skilled in combat. How could she possibly withstand those ferocious arrows forming a wolf's head across from herll these Mahayana monks. 。The Buddhist sect offered a reward for the whereabouts of the purple gold cassock, using a puppet made from the Mahayana realm as an exchange condition. 。Prior to this, Lu...