I'm invincible once I descend the mountain; the beautiful CEO is forcing me to get our marriage

He was weighing the pros and cons.

Saving people will consume your true energy and delay your cultivation.

But saving this person might open a door for him to access higher-level resources.

A few minutes later, Ye An stood up and dusted himself off.

He swiped his phone again and found the call record from the man surnamed Chen.

Then, I pressed the callback button.

The call was answered instantly after only two rings, as if the person on the other end had been staring intently at their phone, afraid of missing even the slightest glimmer of hope.

"Hello, Mr. Ye? Is this you?" The voice of the man surnamed Chen on the other end of the line was filled with barely suppressed anxiety and anticipation.

Ye An remained calm and spoke slowly, "Mr. Chen, it's me. I've thought about what we were discussing earlier. How about this: I'll go back and prepare for the next couple of days, and then I'll personally come to treat you. Is that alright?"

Upon hearing this, an overwhelming surge of joy erupted from the other end of the phone; the man's voice trembled slightly with excitement.

"Great! Excellent! Mr. Ye, thank you so much! I'll do whatever you say, whenever you're willing to help! Do you need any medicinal herbs or equipment prepared? I'll have someone get them ready right away!"

"No need, I can prepare it myself. That's all for now, I'll contact you later."

After hanging up the phone, Ye An leaned against the cold wall in the basement, his mind racing.

Chen Long.

Commander-in-Chief of the Jiangnan Military Region.

The internal energy backfired, damaging his lungs and internal organs, causing him to suffer from chronic illnesses for decades.

As these pieces of information came together, an idea became clear in his mind.

Li Simiao is right; this disease has already gone beyond the scope of "medicine".

Ordinary medicines, even thousand-year-old ginseng, can only prolong life and cannot eradicate the disease.

To cure it completely, we must use the methods of cultivators.

His consciousness sank into his mind, and the section on alchemy in the transmission jade pendant shone brightly.

Preliminary Explanation of Prescriptions for Elixir.

It records one of the most basic and widely circulated elixirs—the Peiyuan Dan (培元丹).

This elixir can strengthen the body's foundation and nourish the vital energy, and can cure serious illnesses and prolong the lifespan of the elderly. It is almost a panacea.

However, the main ingredients required for the true Nourishing Essence Pill are spiritual herbs such as "hundred-year-old Green Spirit Grass" and "Spirit Nourishing Flower". Not to mention on Earth today, even in the cultivation world where spiritual energy is abundant, they are not readily available.

Ye An shook his head; the idea was too unrealistic.

However, there is an additional note following the prescription.

If there are no spiritual herbs, a large amount of mortal medicinal materials can be used as substitutes. With the help of the alchemist's true essence to forcibly catalyze the medicinal properties, a "Minor Nourishing Essence Pill" with less than one-tenth of the medicinal effect can also be produced.

Although it's only a downgraded version, it's more than enough to treat the internal energy backlash of an ordinary person.

It's even a bit like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

Having made up his mind, Ye An didn't delay any longer and walked straight out of the basement.

In the villa's lobby, the butler, Old Zhang, was directing the servants to wipe an antique vase. Upon seeing Ye An arrive, he immediately stopped what he was doing respectfully.

"Mr. Ye, what can I do for you?"

"Prepare some medicinal herbs for me," Ye An said, tearing a page from his notepad and writing down a long list of medicine names before handing it over.

"Astragalus, Angelica sinensis, Poria cocos, Atractylodes macrocephala..."

Old Zhang took the order and stared blankly at the string of names on it.

These are all very common Chinese medicinal herbs, inexpensive, and can be found in any large pharmacy.

"...That's all?" Old Zhang couldn't help but ask to confirm.

"Okay, that's all." Ye An nodded. "Fifty catties of each, the year doesn't matter, the sooner the better."

Fifty jin?

Old Zhang's eye twitched.

Is this treating medicine like food?

But he didn't dare ask any more questions and quickly bowed and agreed: "Yes, Mr. Ye, I will send someone to take care of it right away, and it will all be delivered by the afternoon at the latest."

It is very efficient.

Ye An nodded in satisfaction, then turned and went back to the basement.

……

3 PM.

A dozen or so large burlap sacks were brought into the villa and piled up in a corner of the basement, emitting a strong mixed smell of herbs.

Ye An waved for the servants to leave and closed the heavy door to the basement.

He sat cross-legged in front of the pile of medicinal herbs, but did not start eating immediately.

In alchemy, the alchemy furnace is an indispensable tool.

He is now penniless; he can't even find a decent earthenware pot, let alone a furnace for alchemy.

But this didn't stump him.

The method of "Condensing Qi into Soldiers" in the Jade Slip of Inheritance is not only for fighting enemies.

Ye An closed his eyes slightly and formed a mysterious hand seal in front of his chest.

The true essence within the dantian surged forth like boiling water, flowing through the meridians.

Wisps of pale golden energy flowed from his fingertips, intertwining, swirling, and condensing in front of him.

The air temperature is quietly rising.

Under his divine control, the pale golden currents began to stretch and shape, gradually outlining a silhouette.

Three legs, round belly, and two ears.

A semi-transparent cauldron, about half a meter tall and made entirely of pale golden light, floated in mid-air in front of Ye An.

On the body of the cauldron, there are even blurry cloud patterns formed by the natural flow of true essence, making it look ancient and mysterious.

Using one's own true essence, one can condense matter into form!

If the three retainers of the Wang family were to see this, they would probably be terrified.

The internal strength they pursued throughout their lives was like a firefly vying for the moon's brilliance compared to what was happening before them—utterly laughable.

Ye An slowly opened his eyes, looking at the True Essence Cauldron in front of him, his face expressionless.

For him, this was just a very basic application.

With a casual wave of his hand, a stalk of astragalus from the sack beside him flew up and landed precisely in the cauldron.

"laugh--"

Without flames, the withered medicinal herb turned into a wisp of green smoke the moment it touched the inner wall of the cauldron. It was then bound by an invisible force, condensing into a drop of emerald green liquid that rolled at the bottom of the cauldron.

Purification!

Ye An focused intently as he continuously fed medicinal herbs into the cauldron.

Astragalus, Angelica sinensis, Poria cocos, Atractylodes macrocephala...

These seemingly ordinary medicinal herbs, now within his True Essence Cauldron, have had all impurities removed, transforming them into the purest medicinal liquid.

Dozens of different medicinal liquids gathered at the bottom of the cauldron, each a different color, yet they did not mix and remained distinct.

"Freeze!"

Ye An gave a low shout and changed hand seals.

The suspended cauldron suddenly trembled and shone brightly!

All the medicinal liquid inside the cauldron seemed to be drawn by something, and began to rotate at high speed, forming a colorful vortex.

The fusion process is a hundred times more difficult than purification, and requires extremely high control over one's consciousness.

If not handled carefully, the conflicting effects of the drugs could cause an explosion.

Ye An's divine sense was like an invisible hand, precisely controlling the order of fusion of each drop of medicine and the subtle changes in the heat.

Time passed second by second.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face was slightly pale.

Simultaneously controlling his true essence to maintain the cauldron and also diverting his divine sense to control the fusion of the medicinal liquids, was extremely taxing for his current cultivation level of the early stage of the Innate Realm.

After an unknown amount of time, the vortex inside the cauldron gradually subsided, and all the colors merged into one, transforming into a fist-sized, dark brown, viscous ointment that emitted a rich medicinal fragrance.

"The elixir is complete!"

A glint flashed in Ye An's eyes, and his hand seals changed again.

The ointment was quickly divided into more than a dozen portions, which were then rapidly spun, kneaded, and solidified inside the cauldron.

"Buzz—"

The cauldron emitted a soft hum, and the light on its body gradually faded, eventually turning into specks of golden light that dissipated into the air.

The twelve pills, each the size of a longan, were perfectly round, dark brown, and still slightly warm on the surface, as they tinkled and fell onto the yellow cloth that Ye An had laid out beforehand.

A strange, indescribable medicinal fragrance instantly filled the entire basement.

Just one whiff of it is enough to invigorate you and make you feel warm all over.

The Minor Qi-Nourishing Pill is a success!

Ye An picked one up, held it to his nose, sniffed it lightly, and nodded in satisfaction.

On his first attempt at alchemy, he succeeded on the first try, producing twelve pills – an astonishingly high success rate.

"It seems my talent for alchemy is actually quite good?"

He muttered something to himself and carefully put the pill into an empty porcelain bottle.

After doing all this, he felt a deep sense of exhaustion wash over him, and the true energy in his dantian was almost completely depleted.

He casually picked up a freshly made Small Qi-Nourishing Pill, thought for a moment, but still couldn't bear to eat it, so he put it back.

This stuff is a panacea for mortals, but for a cultivator like him, its effect is negligible, and it would be a waste to consume it.

It's better to recover faster by meditating.

Ye Angang was about to sit cross-legged to recover his depleted true energy.