42: Chapter 42: The Refinement of the Soul Pill 42: Chapter 42: The Refinement of the Soul Pill “Just do it,” Purple Cloud, who has been awakened for over three months and never had the chance to perform alchemy, found herself somewhat itching to start.
With a flick of her hand formation, the Fire King Cauldron disappeared into Mu Can’s embrace, and in the next second, it appeared in Purple Cloud’s hands.
It gently swayed in her grasp, like a dog eager for affection.
Cradling the Fire King Cauldron lightly in her hand, Purple Cloud’s aura suddenly shifted, as if the woman Immortal Venerable who once dominated the Immortal World had returned.
Immortal Realm Supreme Purple Cloud, after thousands of years, once again initiated the alchemy process.
The only ones fortunate enough to witness this were Mu Can and the Martial Pavilion Elder standing by as alchemy materials.
It is unknown whether the comatose Martial Pavilion Elder feels lucky.
“The path of Alchemy Dao may differ because of various alchemy techniques, but ultimately, they all lead to the same destination.
The essence of Alchemy Dao is, in fact, energy.
Medicinal materials are also a form of energy; alchemy is the harmonization of various energies, which undergo a qualitative change and then condense into an elixir.
This is the layman’s explanation of alchemy.
As for the Alchemy Dao, it depends on the individual’s comprehension of alchemy.
Each person’s path is different.”
Purple Cloud gently tossed the Fire King Cauldron into the air, where it hovered without any external force, shrinking to the size of a human head, and whirling leisurely.
“Soul Pills are, in relative terms, simpler elixirs, requiring just one material – the soul power of a strong individual.
However, soul power is also the most challenging aspect of a Soul Pill, as powerful beings will not willingly succumb.
The loss of soul power is fatal to a strong person.”
With a gentle wave of her hand, the lid of the Fire King Cauldron popped open with a bang.
“To extract soul power from the soul, one needs a Soul Weapon, and this is the Soul Reaping Dagger.” Purple Cloud casually spun the dagger that she had used to intimidate the Martial Pavilion Elder, and then gently sliced the Elder’s finger.
Mu Can stared blankly at the dagger in Purple Cloud’s hand.
The previous thrashing he had given to the Martial Pavilion Elder, after all, caused no serious injury, aside from superficial cuts and bruises.
Yet now, Purple Cloud had produced a blade capable of wounding the soul.
“A soul is essentially an energy body.
Besides being scattered by a vastly powerful force, only a Soul Weapon can harm the soul,” Purple Cloud explained, as Mu Can looked on.
“Soul Weapon,” Mu Can silently repeated to himself.
From the cut on the Martial Pavilion Elder’s finger flowed a blue liquid, its fragrant scent wafting through the air.
Even in Mu Can’s spiritual state, the scent was so refreshing it prompted him to take a deep breath.
“Collect,” Purple Cloud commanded softly, and the liquid pouring from the Martial Pavilion Elder’s finger steadily entered the Fire King Cauldron.
As the blue liquid continued to flow, the Martial Pavilion Elder’s body began to weaken, transforming from a middle-aged appearance to that of a young man, and then slowly to that of a child.
Rejuvenation, the Martial Pavilion Elder in his soul form was actually reversing in age, but as he shrank, his aura continued to diminish.
The price seemed too steep.
The power decreased, and at the end, the Martial Pavilion Elder’s strength was almost akin to that of an ordinary member of the Martial Arts Sect, such a substantial decline in soul strength.
“Collect,” Purple Cloud said, seeing that it was about time, and stopped the process.
A continued extraction would undoubtedly lead to the Martial Pavilion Elder’s death.
“I am still quite kind,” said Purple Cloud to herself.
“That’s right, that’s right, Sister Cloud is the kindest.”
Mu Can spoke against his will, beads of cold sweat on his forehead.
In just a moment, the elder from the Martial Pavilion had actually reverted to his youthful state.
Moreover, judging by Purple Cloud’s condition, she could entirely revert the elder back to his infancy.
Let me demonstrate my most skilled Alchemy Technique, the True Dragon Holy Refining Skill.” Having seen all the blue liquid enter the Fire King Cauldron, Purple Cloud controlled the cauldron by placing the lid on top.
The name of the Alchemy Technique learned by a girl was unexpectedly domineering.
No sooner had she spoken than six golden, ferocious Fire Dragons appeared around the Fire King Cauldron.
These Fire Dragons were the manifestation of Purple Cloud’s own Dan Fire.
“My Dan Fire was fortuitously acquired at the Sky Dragon Sacred Land, the True Dragon Heavenly Fire.
Having tamed it, it became my Dan Fire.
I also developed my own Alchemy Dao, achieving the Supreme Position.
However, for the time being, I can only summon six Fire Dragons.
One day, when I am able to summon nine Dragon Dan Fire, that will be the moment I reach the pinnacle of the Alchemy Dao in the Immortal World.”
Speaking of the Alchemy Dao, Purple Cloud’s demeanor changed completely; she no longer resembled the cute and a little mischievous girl of before.
Her tone brimmed with confidence; this was the Purple Cloud Immortal Venerable who dominated the Immortal World.
Mu Can was dazzled, finding Purple Cloud incredibly charismatic—a complete queenly figure.
He even felt his own heartbeat accelerating.
The six Fire Dragons howled ferociously as they began to circle around the Fire King Cauldron.
Each scale of the Fire Dragons shone with a golden luster, and the sharp claws even emitted a fleeting gleam of cold light.
Mu Can felt a wave of heat hit him, as if he were standing beside a blazing furnace, to the extent that he felt his own hairs curling.
“Is this the top-level Alchemy Technique of the Immortal World?” The shock in Mu Can’s heart was indescribable.
Purple Cloud was terrifyingly powerful; he could sense that any of the six Fire Dragons possessed the might to obliterate him in an instant.
What was more terrifying was that these Fire Dragons seemed to possess souls of their own, circling the Fire King Cauldron and occasionally breathing fire gently towards it.
“Why do Alchemists need a certain level of strength?
Why is the soul strength of Alchemists far superior to a Cultivator of the same level?” Purple Cloud controlled the six Fire Dragons, still managing to communicate with Mu Can in the midst of it.
“Why?” Mu Can had not been in touch with Alchemy for long, having only started learning it after meeting Purple Cloud.
“Because Alchemists need to simultaneously control the Dan Fire and sense the conditions inside the Alchemy Cauldron during refining.
They need to make timely adjustments to control Dan Formation at the optimal moment,” Purple Cloud explained indifferently.
After that, she fell silent; the crucial moment of Dan Formation was fast approaching after a period of refining.
Mu Can watched the Fire King Cauldron intently, observing every move of Purple Cloud, keen on remembering everything she demonstrated today, although he did not yet fully understand much of it.
“Dan Formation.” Purple Cloud whispered.
The lid of the Fire King Cauldron instantly opened and the six Fire Dragons scrambled into the cauldron.
After they entered, there was a clanging sound as the lid fell back into place, sealing the elder’s Soul Power and the six Fire Dragons inside.
Moments later, the trembling Fire King Cauldron calmed down, no longer rotating, but steadily floating in the air.
“Dan Summoning Technique.” A command from Purple Cloud, and two forces struck, opening the lid once again.
A pill radiating a faint golden glow emerged from the cauldron as a stream of light and landed in Purple Cloud’s hand.
A tiny mark rested atop the Elixir, upon closer inspection, was a vividly lifelike little dragon.
A Soul Pill refined from the Soul Power of an Immortal General Level.
PS: Chapter two, one more chapter today.