As the temperature stabilized, she sank her consciousness inward, extending her spiritual sense into the furnace. Almost instantly, her awareness shifted, as though her mind had slipped into a vast, star-filled void. The deeper she descended, the more vivid and surreal the sensations beca, until everything felt unmistakably real.
Before her ntal vision, the Scarlet Honey, Spiritual Spring Water, Spiritual Grass, and Level One Beast Core floated weightlessly, enclosed within a transparent, shimring orb. Outside the barrier, her Spiritual Fire burned steadily, tempering all four ingredients evenly, its heat perfectly balanced as it began the slow and delicate process of refinent.
Kisha watched as each ingredient began to glow in turn. Her spiritual fire burned brighter around the Level One Beast Core, tempering its violent energy fluctuations even as it lted it down.
Surprisingly, she barely needed to draw on her own spiritual energy during the refinent. The Spiritual Spring Water played its role perfectly, stabilizing the process and easing the burden on her mind. All she had to do was focus on control, allowing her spiritual fire to do most of the work while she remained in the background, calmly monitoring how everything unfolded inside the alchemy furnace.
The Level One Beast Core pulsed repeatedly, glowing in and out as if fiercely resisting the spiritual fire. Then, before her very eyes, wisps of dark mist seeped out from it, sizzling as they were burned away before vanishing completely. Only after that did the beast’s core finally begin to lt, softening like ice cream under heat.
At the sa ti, the Spiritual Grass burned down slowly, transforming into powder while pure energy swirls inside the transparent orb together with the powder. Shimring light wrapped around it, preventing the refined essence from dissipating. Every strand of spiritual energy was preserved, contained, and guided, rging seamlessly with the other ingredients as the refinent continued.
Perhaps it was the effect of the alchemy furnace itself, its arrays preventing the spiritual energy from dissipating despite the intense heat of the spiritual fire. As the process continued, the Spiritual Spring Water had already transford, splitting into three translucent streams like spears of liquid light. These streams pierced forward and rged seamlessly with the other three ingredients.
Under this integration, the Level One Beast Core was forced to expel its impurities. Thick black mist billowed out, sizzling as it was purified and then vanishing completely.
When the Spiritual Spring Water fused with the Scarlet Honey, the honey itself divided into two luminous portions, each moving with deliberate precision. One rged into the Spiritual Grass, while the other flowed into the Level One Beast Core.
At once, the glow of both ingredients intensified. The Level One Beast Core finally lted down entirely, its color shifting into a rich golden hue, like honey infused with light, yet its consistency was thick and viscous, shimring like molten gold as it slowly rotated within the transparent orb.
Next, the Spiritual Grass completed its transformation. After fully lding with the Spiritual Spring Water and Scarlet Honey, it condensed into a thick paste of green tinged with gold, radiant and pulsing with vitality.
For the final step, the two transparent orbs, one containing the refined Spiritual Grass and the other the lted Level One Beast Core, drifted toward each other. Upon contact, they fused into a single orb, and the two substances began to swirl within, chasing and intertwining as if guided by an unseen hand. Slowly, particle by particle, the mixture combined and solidified.
At last, seven pills, each about the size of a marble, took shape inside the orb. Their surfaces were srizing, patterned with intertwined streams of green and gold, overlaid with faint cloud-like markings as though mist had been sealed within them.
The instant the pills were fully ford, a powerful dicinal fragrance burst forth, spreading across the entire area and lingering in the air with an intoxicating richness.
Just the scent alone made Kisha feel as though she were being lifted into the clouds. Her mind cleared instantly, every stray thought washed away, while a warm surge of energy brimd within her body. From that fragrance alone, she knew, she had succeeded in refining the pill on her very first attempt.
When she opened her eyes, they shone brightly, excitent and sudden understanding dawning within them. Yet she did not rise after the refinent was complete. Instead, a profound sense of enlightennt settled over her, as though the process had unlocked sothing deeper, an insight that would ease and guide her future pill refinents.
Unwilling to disturb that fleeting state, Kisha remained seated, cross-legged on the ground. She closed her eyes once more and entered ditation, allowing the newfound comprehension to sink in. Ti slipped by unnoticed, minutes, hours, or perhaps even longer, as she imrsed herself fully in that mont of clarity.
In reality, the pill refinent had taken a full two hours. Yet because Kisha’s consciousness had been subrged within her ntal landscape, she was completely unaware of the passage of ti. To her, the entire process had felt no longer than a few fleeting minutes as she calmly observed the transformation of the ingredients within the furnace.
Ti only resud its natural flow once she entered ditation.
When Kisha finally opened her eyes again, her gaze was clear and steady. With a thought, she used her telekinesis to draw the newly refined pills out of the Alchemy Furnace. They floated gently into the air before her.
She then retrieved a porcelain vial prepared in advance and carefully guided the pills inside. Embedded within the vial was a compact preservation array, designed to maintain the pills in perfect condition even as years, decades, or perhaps millennia passed without decay or loss of potency.
This was sothing she had learned from the Alchemy Manual. Pill preservation was a fundantal concept, emphasized even in the most basic texts, for without proper storage, even the finest pills would eventually lose their efficacy.
As she sealed the vial, another thought crossed her mind: this sa principle could be applied to potion containers as well. With the right arrays, her potions would never spoil, no matter how long they were stored.
Now that the pill refinent was complete, Kisha finally noticed a subtle change in the Alchemy Furnace itself.
A new option had appeared in her system panel.
The Alchemy Furnace now had its own dedicated interface.
Curious, she opened it, and a clean, structured panel unfolded before her eyes. At the very top was a section labeled [Recipe List]. Beneath it, only a single entry was currently registered.
...
Ascension Pill.
Her gaze sharpened as she tapped it.
[Alchemy Furnace – Recipe List]
[Ascension Pill
Successful Attempts: 1
Mastery Level: 0.1%
Quality: Divine Tier
Yield: 7 Pills]
...
Only then did Kisha rember the pill grading system.
In the cultivation world, refined pills were classified as Normal, Mid Tier, High Tier, and, only in theory, Divine Tier.
In reality, no one had ever successfully produced a pill worthy of the Divine Tier. Its existence in the grading system was purely symbolic, included only because of the Divine Emperor of Heaven, whose legendary panacea had transcended all known standards. Ever since, the grade had remained an unreachable benchmark, an empty category ant to honor a myth.
Yet now, that elusive grade was staring back at her.
For a mont, Kisha was completely dumbfounded.
Then understanding dawned.
With her Divine Dragon Refinent Alchemy Furnace, a success rate that effectively exceeded one hundred percent when all bonuses and attributes were accounted for, and her absurdly high Luck value, the result was no longer impossible; it was inevitable.
A Divine-tier pill in her hands wasn’t a miracle. It was the natural outco of an overwhelmingly broken setup. Realizing this, Kisha let out a breath she hadn’t noticed she was holding, equal parts stunned and amused. Perhaps... the cultivation world was about to learn that myths could be mass-produced.
After the initial shock faded, Kisha’s delight quickly followed. Her gamble had paid off.
Not only had she successfully refined the Ascension Pill, but its Divine Tier quality ant she could sell it for far above the current market value. Just the thought of it made her spirits soar.
More importantly, she realized sothing even better.
Because she had used Spiritual Spring Water, the refinent process had barely consud any of her own spiritual energy. The spring’s abundant, pure energy had shouldered most of the burden, allowing her to focus solely on control and precision.
And since the Spiritual Spring within her territory was inexhaustible, this ant she no longer had to worry about overextending herself, no matter how many batches she refined.
As long as the furnace could keep up, she could continue refining without restraint. With that realization, Kisha felt a rare sense of security settle in her chest.
This wasn’t just success. It was sustainability.
To put her theory to the test, Kisha forcibly cald her excitent and prepared for another round of refinent. This ti, she increased the batch size to five.
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