I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives-Chapter 341 - 275: Cultivation in the Valley
Another few years passed, in a secluded valley in the Eastern Great Wilderness Domain, at the center of the valley, a black meteorite platform about a zhang square lay quietly there.
At this moment, the void above the platform gently rippled, creating a circle of pale blue ripples.
As the ripples spread, a figure dressed in a simple long robe slowly emerged— it was Chen Sheng, who was traveling in the Great Wilderness.
He glanced at the void outside the valley, a thought stirred in his heart— this is where the Four Seas Bead is concealed.
Chen Sheng silently calculated the time in his heart, muttering to himself:
"I used a restriction to ensure it would surface only after three hundred years, and now it’s been less than two hundred years."
"Next, I’ll enter closed-door cultivation here, in over a hundred years, I can ’coincidentally’ acquire this bead."
Thinking this, he waved his hand, and over ten storage rings flew out from his sleeve, hovering in front of him.
His Divine Sense spread out like a tide, sweeping over each of the storage rings.
"First, I’ll convert these resources for my use and quickly enhance my cultivation."
In the next moment, countless Spirit Stones and Spirit Grass gushed out like a flood, pouring onto the black meteorite platform, making a rustling sound.
High Grade Spirit Stones piled up into a small hill half the height of a person, each piece emitting a rich blue Spirit Light, intertwining to form a layer of faint light mist above the platform.
High Tier Spirit Grass emitted a refreshing fragrance, Tier Four Ores piled at the edge of the platform, each piece worth a fortune.
Looking at the materials piled like a mountain before him, a trace of thought flashed in Chen Sheng’s eyes, and he quickly made plans:
"These High Tier Spirit Grass will be refined into Tier Four Elixirs to enhance mana, as for these ores, some will be used to further refine the Cyan Nether Sword, improving the grade of the flying sword, the rest will be refined into suitable Magical Artifacts."
Thinking this, he took out a small Pill Furnace from his sleeve.
The Pill Furnace was grayish-blue, about half a foot high, with simple cloud patterns etched on the furnace body, and a lifelike Three-legged Golden Crow resting at the top of the lid.
It was the Tier Three High Grade Pill Furnace he used while cultivating at White Crane Mountain. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
"Back then, during the Golden Core Stage, it was quite handy to use for refining Tier Three Elixirs. But now that I’ve entered the Nascent Soul Realm, this Tier Three Pill Furnace’s capacity and Spirit Gathering effectiveness are insufficient."
Chen Sheng gently shook his head, his gaze swept over the Tier Four Ores on the platform, a thought struck his heart:
"Luckily, there are a few good Tier Four materials here, just right for refining a Tier Four Pill Furnace, which will double the efficiency of future alchemy,"
With this thought, Chen Sheng quickly selected suitable materials from the ore pile.
For the main body, he chose the Tier Four "Hematite" — he picked up a fist-sized piece of Hematite, feeling its weight and the dark red metallic luster on its surface.
"This ore is heat-resistant and tough, even the high temperatures generated during the refining of Tier Four Elixirs can be easily withstood, making it excellent material for refining a Pill Furnace."
Then Chen Sheng absorbed a piece of Void Stone into his palm, gently pinching it between his fingers until it shattered into fine fragments.
"Void Stone can isolate external temperature disturbances, ensuring stable internal furnace temperature, and enhance Spirit Gathering effects, allowing Spiritual Qi to gather faster in the furnace, improving the success rate of alchemy."
Finally, he took out a small piece of dark red "Blood Soul Crystal" from the storage ring— a treasure seized from the Blood Soul Sect’s vault, containing faint Soul Qi within.
"Grind a small amount of Blood Soul Crystal into powder and mix it into the furnace body, not only to nurture the Artifact Spirit but also to strengthen the connection between the Pill Furnace and my Divine Soul."
With the materials ready, Chen Sheng flicked his fingertip, and a silver-white Sword Fire flew out from his fingertip, landing in the center of the black meteorite platform.
As soon as the Sword Fire touched the platform, it instantly ignited into a ghostly blue flame, rising more than three feet high, with temperatures climbing rapidly, making the surrounding air twist slightly.
He first cast the Hematite into the flame, silently chanting the Artifact Refining Mantra:
"Condense!"
As the mantra was uttered, his Divine Sense tightly locked onto the Hematite in the flame, projecting one Artifact Refining Technique after another, like invisible hammers, constantly striking the ore.
The ore gradually melted under the high temperature, transforming into a mass of dark red molten iron, with impurities within it being burned away by the Sword Fire, its color becoming increasingly pure.
Under the guidance of the techniques, the molten iron slowly condensed into the prototype of the Pill Furnace.
The furnace body was round, about a foot high, with a half-foot diameter opening, exhibiting smooth lines and an even wall thickness, exuding a sense of ancient simplicity and grandeur.
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In the following months, Chen Sheng immersed himself in the process of refining the Pill Furnace.
One morning, as the morning sun rose from behind the peaks on the east side of the valley, golden sunlight filtered through the Spiritual Mist and scattered onto the black meteorite platform.
Chen Sheng infused the last condensing mantra into the Pill Furnace — suddenly, the Pill Furnace emitted a clear hum, echoing throughout the valley.
The Three-legged Golden Crow design on top of the lid began to move slowly, its eyes gradually opening, a faint yet clear Spirit Light flashing through them.
The Artifact Spirit, was born!
At this moment, a rumbling thunder resounded from the sky, like the roar of a giant beast.
The previously clear sky was suddenly shrouded by dark clouds, rolling and gathering over the valley, with purple Thunder Light darting through the clouds like restless serpents, exuding a heart-palpitating pressure.
"The Spirit Treasure Tribulation has arrived."
Chen Sheng looked up towards the sky, without the slightest panic on his face. He raised his hand, and the freshly refined Pill Furnace slowly descended into his palm.
The Pill Furnace was completely dark red, with the Void Stone embedded in the furnace body radiating a faint blue Spirit Light like stars in the night sky.
The lifelike Three-legged Golden Crow on top of the lid had eyes that sparkled with lively glints, as if ready to spread its wings and fly away at any moment.
"Due to limited materials, it couldn’t be refined into a Tier Four Middle Grade, but among the Tier Four Lower Grade Pill Furnaces, it’s considered a high-quality piece."
His Divine Sense probed into the Pill Furnace, instantly feeling a clear, tight connection—the sensation of the Artifact Spirit linking with his Divine Soul, as if the Pill Furnace had become part of his body.
"I’ll call you ’Red Void Furnace,’ incorporating the ’Red’ of Hematite and the ’Void’ of Void Stone, quite fitting."
Chen Sheng softly said, and the newly born Artifact Spirit of the Red Void Furnace understood his words, causing the furnace to tremble slightly and emit a crisp "ding" sound, revealing a sense of joy.
At this moment, the Spirit Treasure Tribulation in the sky had already been nurtured to completion.
A purple Thunder Light as thick as a barrel struck down from the clouds with world-destroying might, like the whip of an enraged deity, targeting the Red Void Furnace.
As the Thunder Light passed, the air was torn apart with a "zi zi" sound, even evaporating the surrounding Spiritual Mist in an instant.
Chen Sheng paid it no heed, merely waving his sleeve lightly, as the Cyan Nether Sword at his waist emitted a clear sword hum.
Innumerable silvery-white Sword Lights flew out from the sword body, forming a vast light net that tightly enveloped the descending Thunder Light.
The collision of Sword Light and Thunder Light did not produce a violent explosion; instead, a "zi zi" sound was heard.
The silvery-white Sword Light, like a greedy sponge, continuously absorbed the energy within the Thunder Light, gradually transforming the violent Thunderbolt Power into pure Essence of Thunder.
Chen Sheng raised his hand to retrieve a crystalline Jade Bottle from his Storage Ring, the bottle a pale blue, engraved with a "Spirit Gathering Pattern," specifically for storing pure energy.
He directed the bottle’s mouth toward the collision point of Sword Light and Thunder Light, allowing a stream of pale purple air to flow gently into the Jade Bottle, which was the refined Essence of Thunder.
This Essence was pure and without impurities, emitting a faint luster, and as it flowed into the Jade Bottle, the bottle’s surface began to glimmer with a layer of purple light.
Chen Sheng observed the increasing amount of Essence of Thunder in the Jade Bottle, a trace of satisfaction flickering in his eyes:
"This Essence of Thunder contains pure Thunderbolt Power; it could be used to refine a Tier Four Middle Grade Thunder Essence Pill, just suitable for Mana accumulation at the Nascent Soul Stage."
"However, this quantity is far from enough; at least three times this essence is needed for one Thunder Essence Pill."
"It seems I’ll have to visit a Void Rift in the future; there, Thunderbolt Power gathers all year round, making it possible to collect more Essence of Thunder."
As the final thread of Essence of Thunder was absorbed into the Jade Bottle, the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, as if the Spirit Treasure Tribulation had never occurred.
Chen Sheng put away the Jade Bottle and Red Void Furnace, his gaze falling upon the remaining materials on the platform—High Tier Spirit Grass still piled on one side, exuding a rich fragrance, with plenty of Tier Four Ore still remaining.
He nodded lightly: "The Pill Furnace is completed; next, it’s time to refine the Elixir Pills suitable for my Cultivation."
In the valley, Chen Sheng sat cross-legged before the furnace, various High Tier Spirit Grass floating around him, as he inserted them into the furnace one by one.
Next, he skillfully manipulated the Fire Technique, melting these Spirit Grasses into medicinal liquid, then continuously casting complex Pill Formulas.
With each Mantra Seal landing on the furnace, a slight tremor was triggered, and under the guidance of the Mantra Seals, the medicinal liquid inside gradually coalesced into the embryo of Pills.
As time passed, the furnace body gradually emitted a faint red glow, and the Pill Fragrance became increasingly intense.
Half a month later, the Red Void Furnace suddenly emitted a crisp "ding," the lid popping open with a slit, and three Pills, entirely red with faint golden patterns, slowly rose.
"Tier Four Middle Grade Ascending Essence Pill, completed."
Chen Sheng raised his hand to collect the Pills into the Jade Bottle, their presence instantly dyeing the bottle a light red with Pill Qi:
"This Pill, infused with the blood qi of Blood Soul Grass and the Spiritual Power of Qi Condensing Flower, is three times more effective than ordinary Ascending Essence Pills."
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With the Elixir Pills needed for Cultivation, Chen Sheng then focused his attention on the several Demonic Spiritual Treasures floating in front of him.
Cyan Yang Demon Lamp, Void Treasure Mirror, Black Bone Staff, Blood Soul Banner...
Although these Tier Four Spiritual Treasures had lost their masters, they still exuded a faint pressure, with Artifact Spirits restless inside, attempting to break free from control.
Chen Sheng looked at these Spiritual Treasures, his eyes devoid of any reluctance:
"Your original masters have perished, and your Artifact Spirits are bound by Restrictions, rendering you useless; it’s better to turn you into nourishment for the Cyan Nether Sword."
He first raised his hand, casting a light blue Spell upon the Cyan Yang Demon Lamp.
The lamp trembled violently, and the soon-to-fall Artifact Spirit emitted a mournful wail, with ghostly green flames leaping from the lamp wick in a desperate attempt to incinerate the Spell.
Yet the flames were immediately suppressed upon contact with the Spell.
Chen Sheng’s Spell contained the cutting edge of the Penetration Dao Principle, directly ignoring the incineration of the flames, piercing the core of the lamp.
"Spirit Treasure’s Origin, come out!"
He commanded in a low voice, weaving seals with his hands, forcibly extracting the Origin from the lamp.
A wisp of pale green air was slowly pulled out, containing the dense aura of Demon Fire, which, upon leaving the lamp, transformed into a miniature fire snake, lunging toward Chen Sheng’s fingertip.
"Ignorant of life and death."
"You weren’t a match for me even when your master was alive, let alone now?"
A flash of Sword Light flickered in Chen Sheng’s eyes, and a subtle Sword Intent instantly enveloped the fire snake, freezing it in mid-air like ice.
Under the suppression of Sword Intent, the Demon Fire gradually shed its violent aura, transforming into pure Power of Origin.
He directed this wisp of Origin toward the Cyan Nether Sword at his waist.
The Flying Sword automatically unsheathed, its body emitting a silver-white Spirit Light, devouring the Power of Origin like a ravenous beast, transforming it into the essence of the Flying Sword.
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