Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
âTo be precise, one will have to open his spiritual aperture!â
Jevan Cox added.
Instantly.
Braydon Neal understood why the path of spirit alchemist almost ended in the modern era.
The requirement was too high!
To become a spirit alchemist, one must open their spiritual apertures.
Since ancient times, only supreme pinnacles could open spiritual apertures.
Opening the spiritual aperture was exclusive to a supreme pinnacle!
Only Braydon, who was a rare monster, had opened his spiritual aperture and had spiritual power before entering the supreme pinnacle realm.
Alchemy required mental power!
Braydon stared at the cauldron. He could feel that Hyrum Lujan was not only controlling the spirit herbs with his invisible mental power but also controlling the temperature of the flame.
âThe coal seam canât hurt mental power?â
Braydon asked.
Stratford Layton smiled faintly. âBeginners all have such worries. However, mental power is different from flames. It wonât be harmed. Young Master, donât worry.â
Braydon watched Hyrumâs next move. He threw the Blood Clotting Grass, Essence Replenishing Flower, Green Spirit Grass, and other spirit herbs into the pill cauldron.
The spirit herbs turned into ashes, leaving behind clusters of green essence.
The essence of spirit herbs was spirit liquid.
This thing had a miraculous effect when consumed. It could definitely help ordinary people prolong their lives and eliminate all diseases.
âIt seems that the path of alchemy isnât easy,â Braydon said softly. âTo produce mental power, one has to multitask!â
âWith your talent, I believe that this isnât difficult!â Stratford consoled him, not letting Braydon feel dejected.
However, Stratford didnât seem to know that multitasking wasnât difficult for Braydon.
Previously, outside the borders, Braydon had controlled ten thousand swords with his Qi. That terrifying appearance had stunned Dexter Jansky, Jethroe Jansky, and the others!
âIâve mastered the Mount Sino Sword Art!â Braydon said softly.
âHuh?â Stratford was stunned.
âMastered the Mount Sino Sword Art?â Jevanâs pupils constricted in shock.
âThe sword immortal lineageâs Mount Sino Sword Art?â Stratford came back to his senses, and his eyes were also filled with horror.
Dominic Lowe, who had always been treated as an invisible person, could finally interject. He quickly said. âItâs the Mount Sino Sword Art!â
âThe Mount Sino Sword Art has nine levels. The first level is Sword Nurturing, the second level is Sword Refinement, the third level is Sword Manipulation, the fourth level is Sword Manipulation, the fifth level is Ten Sword Manipulation, the sixth level is Hundred Sword Manipulation, and the seventh level is Thousand Sword Manipulation. Little Seventh, have you cultivated it to the great success stage?â
Rhea Reeves hadnât left either. She had a veil over her face, and her pretty eyes revealed curiosity.
âMy brother used ten thousand swords before!â said the little fool.
âWhat?â
Jevan was completely shocked.
âThatâs the eighth level of the Mount Sino Sword Art!â Stratford said hoarsely.
âIn the past thousand years, no one from Mount Sino has cultivated the Mount Sino Sword Art to the seventh level, let alone the eighth level.â
Jevan also noticed that Braydonâs talent was a little terrifying.
Perhaps this was the freakish aspect of a banished immortal level talent!
âIf thatâs the case,â Rheaâs cherry lips parted slightly. âThen todayâs pill refinement wonât be difficult for you.â
Braydon smiled faintly as he watched Hyrumâs pill refinement process.
A total of five kinds of spirit herbs turned into balls of spirit liquid.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Every ball of spirit liquid was wrapped in flames, and it seemed to be extremely resistant to heat. The spirit liquid did not evaporate, but under the extreme temperature, black impurities were continuously forced out.
This was the purification that was indispensable in pill refinement.
The impurities were removed, leaving behind the purest spirit herb essence.
Hyrum seemed to be familiar with this process. He quickly purified the spirit liquid and then controlled the spirit liquid to fuse with each other.
From this moment on, Hyrum seemed a bit nervous.
He was extremely nervous, and every step he took was careful.
Not to mention using mental power to interfere with the fusion of the spirit liquid.
The success of the pill refinement depended on whether the medicinal liquid could be perfectly fused.
If it was repelled and the fusion failed, there would be a spiritual energy explosion.
It was commonly known as a cauldron explosion!
Once the cauldron exploded, even the charred and wasted pills would not be obtained. They would be directly destroyed into ashes.
No one made a sound, not daring to disturb Hyrumâs pill refinement process.
The entire room fell silent.
Beads of sweat appeared on Hyrumâs cheeks. It seemed like the fusion process was very strenuous.
Braydon looked at it and suddenly frowned. He felt a sense of rejection when the Blood Clotting Grass and the Essence Replenishing Flower fused.
Hyrum didnât seem to notice the signs of not fusing. He added the Five-Leaf Cold Grassâs spirit liquid and fused it with the first two.
Braydon frowned slightly and took half a step to the side, blocking Lukeâs line of sight.
âBrother, youâre blocking me!â
Luke tiptoed and tilted his head to peek at Hyrumâs pill refinement.
He was naturally curious. This was the first time he had seen someone refine pills. He had never seen it before, so he had always wanted to see it.
But in an instant.
Hyrumâs expression changed. Sweat covered his forehead. He instantly retreated and withdrew his mental power.
Bang!
The entire pill cauldron shook violently.
A powerful spiritual energy fluctuation erupted from the pill cauldron, and a huge fireball enveloped the entire room.
Braydonâs body formed a vitality barrier, protecting the little fool behind him.
Rheaâs body also formed a vitality barrier, preventing the flames from reaching her.
This was a failure in pill refinement!
âBrother, whatâs going on?â asked Luke suspiciously. âWhy did it explode?â
âCauldron explosion!â
Braydonâs expression was calm as usual.
âSpirit alchemists often fail when refining pills. Hyrum, prepare another cauldron!â Jevan said calmly.
âLet me catch my breath!â
Hyrumâs brows showed a trace of fatigue.
Using mental power to refine pills was a huge burden on oneâs body.
âLet me try.â Braydon walked forward and smiled.
âOf course!â
Hyrum wanted to rest for a while, and today was Braydonâs day, so he wanted to learn alchemy.
Braydon stood in front of the pill cauldron, his left hand gently stroking the pill cauldron. The unstable flames immediately calmed down.
On the shelf, five kinds of spirit herbs flew over.
Five-Leaf Cold Grass, Blood Clotting Grass, Green Spirit Grass, Essence Replenishing Flower, Vermilion Fruit Tree Root!
Five materials were needed to refine the Blood Clotting Pill.
Consuming it could increase oneâs vitality.
Braydon threw all five kinds of spirit herbs into the pill cauldron.
âYoung Master, if youâre a beginner, I suggest you purify the spirit herbs in different batches. If you purify them all at once, itâs easy to fail.â
âLet me try!â
Braydon said.
Hyrum felt helpless. He felt that Braydon was young, arrogant, and conceited. Only when he failed would he learn his lesson and continue to refine pills.
Under everyoneâs gaze.
A bright light appeared between Braydonâs eyebrows, and an invisible mental power spread out.
Five spirit herbs floated in the cauldron, surrounded by five balls of flames.
The herbs turned into ashes and fell into the bottom of the cauldron, forming five balls of spirit liquid.
Braydon seemed very relaxed and at ease. He said softly, âTurn!â
Swoosh!
The five balls of green liquid began to spin on their own, forming small vortexes within the pill cauldron. Even the flames formed vortexes.
Immediately, the spinning speed increased, and black impurities were continuously thrown out.
This scene stunned everyone!
Hyrumâs eyes were wide open. He couldnât believe this scene!