Chapter 109

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Chapter 109: First Grade Pill Master

Yi Qianmo did not expect that after just starting to differentiate his spiritual power, a problem would arise.

When his ancestor’s trace of psychic power was stored in his sea of divine sense, he felt no discomfort. However, once he began to control this strand of psychic power, it immediately became restless.

Even though his ancestor had made all the preparations, he could not fully merge his psychic power with himself; after all, it was psychic power, not a Sword Pill or similar treasure.

The moment the psychic power became restless, all the materials in the Pill Furnace were instantly burned to ashes by the true fire. He watched as the spiritual power went out of control, and fierce flames erupted, threatening to engulf him.

Yi Qianmo did not have time to gather the psychic power back; instead, he immediately cut off his connection with it. His consciousness returned to his body, and he raised his hand to seal the Pill Furnace while simultaneously cutting off the spiritual power.

Although he reacted quickly, the flames in the Pill Furnace still burst out and burned him, reducing all his clothes to ashes and even singeing his hair completely.

Seeing the burned patches on his skin, Yi Qianmo felt a shiver of fear. If he had reacted just a bit slower, he might have turned into a roasted pig.

Although the flames in the Pill Furnace were real fire, his current abilities could not withstand the scorching heat. This was still due to his training with the sword body!

“Ah!”

He had not yet had a chance to heal his burns when suddenly a piercing pain shot through his head, as if an axe had split open his skull, leaving him trembling and collapsing to the ground.

This pain did not lessen; instead, it grew worse, and cold sweat began to bead on Yi Qianmo’s skin as his body shook uncontrollably.

Yet he remained aware. He knew that the severed psychic powers were now causing trouble in the sea of divine sense. If he could not control it, before his enemies even found him, these powers would destroy his sea of divine sense, turning him into a fool.

Yi Qianmo endured the agony and sat up, fully immersing himself in the sea of divine sense. He saw that at this moment, there were hundreds of lights racing around, trying to break through the barrier.

If these psychic powers were not purified, they would not just break through the sea of divine sense to escape, but would directly shatter his will and seize his body.

His ancestor had purified this strand of psychic power to prevent enemies from discovering its existence, but pure psychic power was easier to hide.

In Yi Qianmo’s sea of divine sense, he quickly calmed down and used his mind to control the psychic power, soothing it like comforting crying children.

After a while, the psychic power finally settled down, forming a ball of light that floated in his sea of divine sense.

“At this rate, I won’t just fail to become a Pill Master; I might even be driven to my limits by this psychic power!”

Yi Qianmo knew that using ordinary methods to merge this psychic power with himself would be very difficult.

“I can only take a risk!”

With a thought, Yi Qianmo’s mind became a sword, slicing directly at the psychic power. As the sword struck, he felt the same sensation as if his head was being chopped with an axe.

Luckily, because of his previous experience, Yi Qianmo endured it, but one strike was not enough. Following that, he made dozens more strikes until he cut the psychic power into hundreds of pieces.

But he also felt the sensation of his head being cleaved by an axe hundreds of times.

When the psychic power was shattered, Yi Qianmo’s mind suddenly transformed into a large mouth, swallowing one portion of the psychic power.

Indeed, he was forcing these psychic powers to merge into his own mind, becoming part of himself.

But he didn’t expect that this small piece of psychic power, divided into hundreds of parts, was still so strong, pushing and charging in his consciousness, refusing to blend.

And the psychic power that wasn’t consumed began to attack his consciousness, like hammers hitting his head.

This feeling made Yi Qianmo feel worse than death. He wanted to give up countless times, but he knew he was so close to success.

He didn’t know how much time had passed. The impacts gradually slowed down. If someone were in the cave at that moment, they would be startled to see that Yi Qianmo’s face was pale and his body was covered in many burns. If it weren’t for his slight trembling, he would look like a corpse.

As the impact of the consumed thoughts weakened, Yi Qianmo suddenly felt a wave of coolness in the sea of divine sense, and his tired consciousness became alert in this refreshing feeling.

“I did it!”

Yi Qianmo finally sighed in relief. As the first thought was consumed, the remaining thoughts seemed to sense something and gathered toward his consciousness.

When all the thoughts gathered into his consciousness, Yi Qianmo felt his mind suddenly clear.

He didn’t open his eyes but felt the surrounding spirit Qi was as clear as stars, and the veins of the herbs were completely visible in his consciousness.

This is the benefit of having psychic power.

He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze intense, creating a feeling of pressure.

Taking a deep breath, Yi Qianmo changed his clothes, then used his spiritual power to start healing his injuries. With the recovery ability of his sword body and the help of spiritual power, these wounds quickly healed completely.

His burnt hair also grew back visibly fast with the infusion of spiritual power.

Then, Yi Qianmo opened the Pill Furnace, removed the ashes inside, and activated the fire array. As the true fire surged out, Yi Qianmo took out the second prepared medicine.

This time, he felt very at ease as he refined it in the Pill Furnace again because the psychic power was completely under his control.

With a thought, the flames in the Pill Furnace divided into different areas, refining the medicines at different temperatures.

Soon, the medicines were refined away, and their essence turned into drops of liquid, clear as gems.

Afterwards, Yi Qianmo added the third medicine. Refining pills is like governing a country; if the subjects are managed well, the country will be in order. The Pill Furnace is like a nation!

The minister medicine is more powerful than the assisting medicine, and it is much harder to refine. It also requires much more psychic power.

Although it was Yi Qianmo’s first time refining, everything went incredibly smoothly. This is also because his mindset has become more stable after experiencing such a big change.

The essence refined from the minister medicine is far greater than that from the assisting medicine. Once the essence of the minister medicine gathers into a liquid, the previously chaotic Pill Furnace suddenly gains order.

However, a country with ministers but no ruler, even if order is temporarily stable, will gradually divide over time. Yi Qianmo must join the king medicine.

Once the king medicine was refined into liquid, the Pill Furnace immediately became peaceful, and the order was secure.

At this moment, Yi Qianmo knew that he had already succeeded in his first attempt at alchemy.

The previous Minister Professor Zhou almost caused an explosion when refining that third-grade pill because the three medicines were not balanced.

But the pill that Yi Qianmo was refining this time had a well-known formula. The king, ministers, assistants, and supporters worked well together.

When the three liquids gradually blended together, they formed a perfectly round pill.

Yi Qianmo immediately injected spiritual power and used a great fire to refine the three medicines into one.

He let out a long breath and said, “It was my first time making a pill, and it wasn’t too dangerous. I wonder how many pills will come out and which level of first grade they are!”