Breaking the Masked Man

At least this kind of ascetic practice is useless.

At the same time, he also understood that his rapid advancement to the first level of mastery was entirely due to his absorption of the Dou Di bloodline power of a core member of the Stone Clan, using the other party's power to complete this step. His subsequent cultivation would depend solely on himself, unless he once again used the Devouring Spirit Clan's talent to absorb the blood and qi power of others.

Of course, it would be best if they were core members of the Dou Di family.

The three major magical beast families are also an option...

Thinking of this, Yao Yan closed his eyes, then opened them again, his gaze clearing slightly. He scooped up water with both hands and washed his face. He felt that he was becoming somewhat possessed, his mind filled with thoughts of improving his cultivation progress by devouring others. Sure enough, taking shortcuts is an instinct that everyone has.

If one could cheat or take a shortcut, who would be willing to work hard and endure hardship?

However, if this power cannot be perfectly controlled, one will inevitably become a slave to the power, go completely mad, and become a demon controlled by the Devouring Spirit Clan bloodline, slaughtering in all directions.

Thinking of what had happened when Yao Yan devoured the Stone Clan members, she took a deep breath, suppressed the agitation in her heart, closed her eyes, leaned against the edge of the bathtub, cleared her mind, and let the energy of heaven and earth flow into her body, feeling the spiritual crystal in her soul slowly releasing spiritual energy.

The battle qi within his body has begun to crystallize, and he is not far from breaking through to the Great Battle Master level.

he knows.

His recent period of seclusion and sudden increase in strength made him restless, and he even had an urge not to eat beef.

The influence of past lives is also decreasing.

"嘤嘤~"

Suddenly, a clear and melodious cry rang in his ears. As he opened his eyes, a small and cute green fox came into view. Its fluffy ears drooped on both sides of its head, and its fur was covered with water droplets, making it look like a drowned rat. Its emerald green eyes stared at him pitifully.

Looking at Ling'er, Yao Yan's mood calmed down a lot. He reached out and touched her head, and chuckled, "Are you hungry? Don't worry, I'll make some for you later."

Cultivation should not only pursue power; the process itself is also very important.

For example, the people and events you encounter.

He plans to spend the next period of time practicing alchemy, refining his mind, and also organizing what Hunxuzi taught him.

"嘤嘤~"

Upon hearing that there was food, Ling'er immediately perked up her ears and nuzzled against Yao Yan affectionately, not caring whether Yao Yan was wet or not.

Sometimes I really doubt that I'm seeing things correctly.

Seeing this scene, Yao Yan couldn't help but smile to himself. Who would have thought that the legendary Flame of Life would look like this?

He cleaned himself up, then put on a thin shirt and took out his medicine cauldron from his storage ring. It was a sixth-order cauldron of dark yellow color, given to him by the herbalist, and could withstand a portion of the energy impact of a sixth-grade pill.

"Boom!"

The three-legged medicine cauldron landed steadily.

Yao Yan took out another futon, sat cross-legged, raised his hand and used the Illusionary Gold Fire to ignite the medicine cauldron, maintaining it with his battle qi. Then he took out various medicinal herbs and threw them into it, using the Illusionary Gold Fire to burn away the impurities and refine the essence. Finally, he used his soul power to condense them into pills.

In a short while, pills made from the essence of medicinal herbs took shape and floated out under the control of his soul power.

"Whoosh~"

A green shadow flashed by and pounced on the flying pill, but it was bound in mid-air by Yao Yan's soul power and could only keep flapping its little hooves.

"It's fresh out of the oven, what's the rush?"

Yao Yan was amused and laughed and scolded.

Feeling unable to break free, Ling'er looked at Yao Yan with a pitiful expression and made a whimpering sound.

Yao Yan smiled and gently put it down. Then he controlled the pills to fly into the prepared medicine bottles. After filling ten bottles, he handed one to Ling'er and put the rest into his storage ring. This made Ling'er circle around him unhappily, with a full medicine bottle in her mouth.

"They're all yours. I'll give them to you after you finish eating."

Yao Yan reached out and rubbed her head to comfort her.

Hear the words.

Ling'er finally gave up, jumped into his arms, found a comfortable position, and began to enjoy her 'delicious food'.

Yao Yan reached out and touched her head. After pondering for a moment, he took out all of Mu Xiao's and the mercenary's storage rings. Then, he channeled his soul power into them and began searching for valuable items. Before long, he had taken out a large number of medicinal herbs and combat skill scrolls, as well as many miscellaneous items, all of which he needed to sort out.

His gaze swept quickly over the fighting techniques these people practiced. The highest level of fighting techniques they cultivated was only the advanced Xuan rank, which had little value to him.

In combat, quality is more important than quantity.

In the original novel, Xiao Yan used a fire lotus throughout the entire world.

His gaze quickly fell on the miscellaneous items, many of which were maps collected by mercenaries, recording the locations of various dangerous places in the Shennong Mountains and precious medicinal herbs. These were all discovered by mercenaries at the risk of their lives, and were of considerable value.

However, he currently has no interest in organizing these things.

Yao Yan categorized and stored these items in his storage ring. Then, he focused his attention on the medicinal herbs, intending to refine them all into pills.

Use this opportunity to reflect and mature.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 31 Deer Root Strengthening Pill

In the blink of an eye.

A month has passed since Yao Yan fought Mu Xiao. During this month, he slowed down his cultivation and immersed himself in alchemy every day to hone his strength. Whether it was battle qi, soul power, or blood qi, he had increased far too much in this year and needed to settle and refine it.

He started by practicing with first-grade pills, and once he got the hang of it, he began to refine second-grade and third-grade pills. At the same time, he gradually raised his standards for himself, even becoming demanding.

Alchemists are a profession that demands extremely high standards of themselves. They need to have perfect control over their battle qi and soul power, which is just the foundation. They also need to have perfect control over fire. Basically, every alchemist is a master of fire, manipulating flames more skillfully than their own fingers.

In this respect, Yao Yan is not weak. He possesses the near-divine power of the Medicine Clan's Dou Di bloodline, coupled with the spiritual energy contained in his soul power. Whether it is refining medicinal herbs or controlling fire, he has an innate advantage. With the guidance of alchemy master like Hun Xuzi, his alchemy skills have almost reached the limit that can be achieved at this age.

The only thing limiting him was his own fighting spirit cultivation and soul power.

Therefore, he had an unimaginable success rate when refining low-grade pills.

Grades one through three are 99% complete, and all are in perfect condition.

If it weren't for a single instance of insufficient battle qi leading to a failed alchemy attempt, the success rate would have reached an astonishing 100%. Such a success rate is something even many sixth or seventh-grade alchemists cannot achieve, and Yao Yan is currently only a fourth-grade alchemist...

In just one month, many medicine bottles appeared in the waterfall cave, containing various kinds of pills, ranging from grade one to grade four, many of which were rare items that money could not buy on the market.

At this moment, they were all piled up in the corner by Yao Yan like garbage, left for Ling'er to swallow.

Ling'er felt that this month was the happiest month of her life. She could eat whatever she wanted, and those pills containing the essence of pure herbs and trees fell into her stomach one by one. It seemed like she could eat them all. In short, she was happy!

With the consumption of numerous pills, Ling'er's body has become quite plump...

Yao Yan was speechless. If he hadn't known that the other party was a spirit of a different kind of fire, he would have been worried that the other party would get sick from eating it. The medicinal power and energy contained in the pills were no joke, especially the fourth-grade pills, which already contained some energy of heaven and earth and were no longer simple pills.

Fortunately, there weren't many fourth-grade pills, and they were all auxiliary pills with average value; otherwise, he really wouldn't have been able to afford to raise this little guy.

now.

Yao Yan was focused on refining a Grade 5 Deer Essence Strengthening Pill.

This pill is one of the traditional medicine formulas of the Medicine Clan, given to him by a herbalist. The pill is complex to make and very valuable. It is an exclusive pill for the Medicine Clan to cultivate young members. After taking it, it can not only strengthen the body and bones, but also enhance cultivation talent and nourish the soul.

Its value is so high that even the Medicine Clan, which can freely use pills below the sixth rank, has to limit its supply.

three years ago.

If Yao Yan's bloodline level exceeds the fourth grade and he is listed as a core member of the clan, he will be qualified to receive this pill. He can consume it to nourish his body, increase his cultivation talent, and gradually widen the gap between himself and ordinary people.

The methods that the Dou Di family uses to cultivate its young members are unimaginable to outsiders.

Just like how Hun Xuzi nurtured Yao Yan, he could eat fifth and sixth grade body-tempering pills and snacks as he pleased. Even precious natural treasures like Vajra Fruit were supplied in large quantities. As long as Yao Yan's body could withstand it and he had the potential, the cultivation resources were almost unlimited.

"Preparatory work completed."

Yao Yan's leisurely expression vanished, his gaze sharpened, and he stared at the medicine cauldron in front of him, its golden flames burning fiercely. Dozens of drops of medicinal essence of various colors floated in the flames, like perfect gems, waiting for his processing.

Extracting the essence of medicinal herbs is the simplest step in alchemy, which can be done as long as one can skillfully control the soul power and the heat.

If someone fails at this step, it only means that he is still an alchemy apprentice.

"Whoo~"

Yao Yan slowly took a deep breath, and at the same time picked up a bottle of Grade 3 Qi-restoring pills from his side and put them in his mouth to prevent insufficient fighting spirit. Then he began the process of condensing the pills.

Each medicinal herb has different properties, and the effects of combining different herbs are also different. Alchemists combine different herbs together to eventually condense them into a pill with special effects. The process is somewhat similar to materials science, and the pill formula is the synthesis circuit.

Many alchemists will try new synthesis routes on their own. The order of synthesis of different medicinal materials and the length of fusion time will result in different final results.

If an alchemist doesn't have his own unique elixir formulas, he'll be laughed at.

However, it was too early for Yao Yan. He only wanted to try refining fifth-grade pills. His soul power was already sufficient. The only thing he lacked was battle qi, but he could make a trial by supplementing it with third-grade qi-restoring pills. Under his control, drops of medicinal liquid, which resembled gemstones, began to merge together.

In this process, Yao Yan needs to control the temperature of the flame, the speed of fusion, and the time.

Every mistake during this process can lead to eventual failure.

Gradually, beads of sweat appeared on Yao Yan's forehead. Refining a fifth-grade pill was too mentally taxing, and his battle qi was gradually depleting. He was forced to tilt his head back and swallow pills. As the third-grade Qi-restoring pill entered his body, his depleted battle qi began to grow.

This process lasted for most of the day before he finally combined all the medicinal essences into a semi-finished product the size of an infant's fist. Its colors were vibrant and it spun around in the golden, shimmering flames.

"There's only one step left... "

Yao Yan tilted his head back and swallowed another Grade 3 Qi-restoring pill, his eyes becoming increasingly serious. He needed to completely refine the medicinal power within this semi-finished product into a whole. This was the most important step for an alchemist, testing their control over soul power and flames. Failure would directly lead to an explosion of the furnace, rendering all previous efforts futile.

As Yao Yan's soul power surged in, the Illusory Golden Fire within the cauldron burned even more intensely, resembling churning golden magma. The semi-finished pills within also began to shrink as the flames scorched them, their originally vibrant colors merging and eventually turning grayish-brown. A faint medicinal fragrance emanated from the cauldron.

"Yingying?"

Ling'er, who had been sleeping, opened her drowsy eyes and looked at the medicine cauldron. She sensed something good was growing inside, which made her unconsciously move to Yao Yan's side and rub against his thigh. Unfortunately, Yao Yan ignored her, so she could only lean against him and continue to wait.