With real ability, dare to boast.
As an alchemist, Zhang DaoMing's skills were considerable. He had confidence to lead Chen Xia into the path of elixirs and take a peek at the threshold.
His elixir flame was ignited under the furnace, burning together with the other three people's elixir flames.
This was the first step of alchemy, heating the furnace.
Only by heating the elixir furnace could the potency of the medicinal materials be fully volatilized and fused into an elixir.
But it couldn't be too hot either, otherwise the medicinal materials would be burnt and melted.
The four were completely focused, with no leisure to think of anything else. Their hands moved extremely fast, neatly putting the medicinal materials from the side into the furnace.
The whole process followed the principle of working carefully for fine results; impatience would not help.
The medicinal materials needed to be refined in the furnace for a long time before their potency was fully volatilized, only then could the next critical step of forming the elixir proceed.
The disciples studying alchemy on the side watched intoxicatedly, feeling that every step of the elders' alchemy was an enlightenment to themselves, benefiting greatly.
Chen Xia however found it a bit boring. He yawned lazily, went back to his iron pot and sat next to it with crossed legs, leaning against the iron pot, a completely lazy and inactive appearance.
The observing disciples glanced at Chen Xia in surprise, didn't expect that he would be so casual about alchemy, seeming not very interested in watching.
Why did he still come to this alchemy place then?
The disciples were a bit puzzled.
The time for the medicinal potency to volatilize was very long, like the three or four buttons at the back of a woman's waistband, it always felt endless when unbuttoning them.
Chen Xia looked up at the sky, there was a subtle change.
A thin thunder was spreading.
According to the books, it should be the thunder of the elixir before its formation.
Elixirs that could induce elixir thunder were outstanding among medicinal drugs.
The fine thunder grew bigger and bigger, the others also noticed the change and shouted loudly.
"Elixir thunder, it's actually elixir thunder! Elder Zhang and the three can really form the Observing the Profound Elixir!"
"This...this is too amazing, to actually induce the phenomenon of elixir thunder, they really live up to being the famous alchemists of the Sect!"
"If they can form the elixir, then they would truly have taken half a step into becoming Dao Medicine Masters, their future prospects would be unlimited!"
"..."
The observing disciples' words were very surprised.
Zhang DaoMing and the other three's expressions also became more nervous, their eyes fixed tightly on the furnace, ready to coagulate the volatilized medicinal materials into an elixir.
This was the most difficult process in alchemy, couldn't have the slightest flaw. They also had no mind to be distracted, the four worked together, tightly controlling the furnace.
Chen Xia took out the leftover bits he had picked up, dividing them according to the prescription of the four.
He opened his mouth, spitting out a red flying sword. The blade was a polished sharp lava tooth, still spewing firelight.
This red flying sword was a Taoist weapon, even inside Chen Xia there were only nineteen thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine of them, quite precious.
The red flying sword inverted, hovered under the iron pot, and started heating it.
Chen Xia imitated the method of the four elder alchemists, slowly cooking the leftovers, waiting quietly for the potency to volatilize.
Generally speaking, without an elixir cauldron the potency would be unrestrained, dissipating between heaven and earth, naturally making the refined elixir inferior.
But Chen Xia was different, because he had good fortune.
Sometimes metaphysics was enough to explain everything.
The potency simply didn't dissipate between heaven and earth, obediently staying in the iron pot.
Chen Xia crossed his arms and waited boredly, glancing again at Zhang DaoMing's place.
It was the most critical moment now.
Zhang DaoMing gritted his teeth tightly, his wrinkled old face tense like an eighteen year old's, drenched in sweat, his face flushed red.
The other three were also struggling, exerting all their abilities, even the shaman Pi Hu had summoned his life's magic treasure, but there was still no sign of forming the elixir.
The elixir thunder in the sky was slowly fading, from a spider web of thunder, gradually becoming only a few thin streaks of elixir thunder.
Already powerless to reverse the decline.
Sweat beads the size of beans slid down Zhang DaoMing's forehead, his face was full of unwillingness. He gritted his teeth tightly, pupils widened, constantly making hand seals.
He was unwilling, he wanted to make a final attempt!
The thirteen seals of alchemy, he could only form the first six seals. Now he forcibly formed the seventh seal, disregarding the consequences, just to keep this elixir thunder!
Pi Hu and the other two looked somewhat incredulous, didn't expect Zhang DaoMing to be so desperate.
The elixir thunder in the sky suddenly swelled violently again, the thin streaks becoming thick spider web shapes, continuing to spread and fill the sky within miles.
"The elixir thunder is back, and even more violent than before, the elders have hope of success!"
"With such a fierce elixir thunder, the refined elixir must be top quality, priceless!"
The disciples' excited discussion continued.
The three with Pi Hu also had joy on their faces.
Only Zhang DaoMing was a bit puzzled, because his seventh seal wasn't formed yet, the elixir thunder in the sky came back anyway.
Could it be you didn't need to fully form the seals of the elixir?
Zhang DaoMing shook his head, didn't think about it. The priority was to form the elixir, almost no time left, must seize the opportunity.
The four shouted loudly, exerting all their divine abilities, using their respective methods to wrap the elixir in the furnace.
The elixir thunder in the sky became even more violent, howling winds heralding its impending strike.
The four had excited expressions, stirred emotions, even their bodies couldn't help but tremble slightly.
The elixir thunder rumbled for the first time.
It was a clear and sonorous thunderclap.
Then the sky lit up brightly, like a flash between heaven and earth.
The elixir thunder struck!
Zhang DaoMing and the four had elated expressions, craning expectantly, couldn't wait for success!
After two breaths.
Their elated expressions completely froze.
Because the elixir thunder didn't fall on them, and their elixir furnace even exploded.
They had failed!
Where did the elixir thunder fall, which was the good elixir?
The four reacted swiftly to search.
The good elixir wasn't hard to find at all, because the overflowing colored elixir aura shone brightly, representing the elixir's extremely high quality.
But under the overflowing elixir aura, there was only half an elixir.
This was not even the craziest thing.
The craziest thing was, this half elixir was on a spatula.
And the one holding the spatula, needless to say, was Chen Xia.
The four elders and observing disciples were dumbfounded.
Chen Xia's mouth hooked up in a faint smile. He lightly said,
"Just frying casually."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
