Beast-Taming Cultiva Chapter 203 : Alchemist Iron Egg

Chapter 203: Alchemist Iron Egg

"Many thanks for bestowing this thod, Martial Uncle Yu." Chen Beiwu bowed respectfully and put away the two jade slips of cultivation thods.

Inside the Transmission Hall, he simply could not find any ans to exchange for Mirror Flower, Water Moon.

With this jade slip, he could conveniently conceal the source of Gold Egg’s innate spiritual art Truth or Illusion.

If fate was sufficient, Gold Egg might even be able to use the treasure art All Rivers Embraced to devour this jade slip, thereby further deducing the spiritual art Truth or Illusion.

He might even glimpse the third transformation of Mirror Flower, Water Moon—True Form—reaching the realm of “Bones within the mirror, blades hidden beneath the flowers.”

Yu Shuxian slightly nodded, watching Chen Zi’ang bow and depart.

‘What a pity!’ she sighed inwardly.

Cultivators with Heavenly Roots were indeed rare and difficult to find, but they still could not compare with those upon whom heaven and earth bestowed favor, possessing peerless comprehension.

What was more, Chen Zi’ang possessed both. This made Yu Shuxian, for a brief instant, give rise to the thought of ‘seizing another’s disciple and making him my own.’

‘It seems my cultivation is still lacking.’ Yu Shuxian shook her head, her divine sense avatar dissipating into specks of light.

She was not Yu Zhaoli, Fourth Elder of the Talisman Hall, who could treat her disciples as re objects to be sched with for her own Dao path.

Compared to her personal desires, Yu Shuxian cared more for the sect’s interests and future.

It was foreseeable that even if Chen Zi’ang could not one day achieve the realm of Nascent Soul True Monarch, he would still beco a Golden Core True Person upholding the prestige of Mirror Moon Sect. Just like his master Zhu Shaoyuan, he would be feared by the Golden Core cultivators of the Five Great Sects, praised as the number one Golden Core of the Earth Proliferation Territory.

anwhile, Chen Beiwu could not wait to rush back to the Moon-in-Water Dwelling to go into seclusion and refine the Tai Xuan Reflecting-Heart Lotus. Yet he instead saw a Transmission Talisman from his senior sister resting outside the cave dwelling.

…

Mirror Moon Sect, Alchemy Side Hall.

The furnace blazed vigorously, the fragrance of pills overflowing.

Sensing the changes of heaven and earth spiritual chanism within the pill cauldron, Gu Chun altered her pillfire seal. The lid of the furnace slightly lifted, and three pills floated into her palm.

‘Not bad, three pills ford.’ Gu Chun’s eyes revealed satisfaction.

After more than half a year of tempering, her alchemy skills had advanced greatly, and the contribution points she earned by completing sect tasks also grew steadily.

If she continued at this pace, she might be able to beco a Second-Tier Mid-Grade Alchemist within three years.

Yet, the only reason she had been able to advance by leaps and bounds during this period was entirely due to the guidance brought by that crippled black hound—its hind legs paralyzed, its body draped in snowy white clouds.

Thinking of this, Gu Chun’s gaze involuntarily turned toward the man and dog at the center of the side hall. The corner of her eye twitched, and she suddenly felt as if questioning life itself.

Damn it, she had bitterly studied the Dao of Alchemy for so many years—could it be she was still not even as good as a dog?

"First, refine the furnace by controlling the warmth.

Second, extract the essence into liquid.

Third, condense the liquid into pill.

Fourth, infuse the pill with spirit."

Under Li Wan’er’s guidance, Iron Egg skillfully controlled the pillfire from the earth veins, step by step completing all the procedures for refining pills. The pill furnace before him blossod with azure radiance, releasing a rich fragrance of pills.

"Buzz!"

The next instant, the lid of the furnace opened, and a warm azure pill floated before Iron Egg—it was none other than a First-Tier Superior-Grade Spirit Pill, the 【Clear-Heart Pill】.

Seeing this scene, an elderly alchemist nearby froze mid-motion. His pill furnace gave a muffled bang—failure.

He was not alone. At this very mont, nearly all the alchemists in the Alchemy Side Hall had their eyes fixed upon Iron Egg, their hearts filled with indescribably complex emotions.

If not for seeing it with their own eyes, they could hardly believe that such an absurd matter could exist in this world.

In just over half a year!

A crippled black hound who had known nothing of alchemy had, under the guidance of Fairy Yun Wan, grown step by step into a First-Tier Superior-Grade Alchemist. To them, this was nothing less than a massive blow.

‘This old man back then spent three full years just to rise from an alchemy apprentice to a First-Tier Alchemist.’ A white-haired elder gritted his teeth.

‘I’ve bitterly cultivated the Dao of Alchemy for ten years, yet I’m still inferior to a dog!’ A young alchemist’s fla-fanning fan trembled slightly in his hand.

The alchemists within the hall were all Second-Tier Alchemists.

Precisely because of this, they knew better than anyone just how terrifying the weight of reaching First-Tier Superior-Grade Alchemist within half a year truly was.