Chapter 82: My Little Sister Has Arrived

Hum.

The giant fire alchemy furnace stopped vibrating, and the dragon blood pill inside was fully formed.

It needed to be nurtured for a period of time; Chen Chuyang did not take it out immediately, but waited.

The longer the nurturing time, the stronger the pill's effect; of course, there is a limit to this time.

Such a grade of pill is like this; if it is a higher-grade pill, the nurturing time is very long, yet it can still guarantee its effect, and some might even be nurtured for thousands or hundreds of years directly. Chen Chuyang has only seen such pills in some ancient texts, taking them as stories back then—whether true or not, he doesn't know, having never seen one; it's probably true.

After pill refining, Chen Chuyang had considered this possibility; he could only say it was very likely, after all he had never seen it, so he dared not draw a definitive conclusion.

After nurturing for one day, Chen Chuyang opened the lid.

He took out a medicine bottle, finally able to use it; the pill's fragrance wafted, filling the summit of Longshe Shan with this scent. The fish in Yu Tang all popped their heads out, greedily sucking in the pill's fragrance. The little carp was the most eager, having waited all along; it did not want the pill's fragrance, but the pill itself.

Its little eyes stared at Chen Chuyang, continuously emitting urging sounds: 'Give it to eat, give it to eat.' It had a premonition that eating this pill would surely bring great benefit, perhaps even causing its bloodline to advance again.

"Give me to eat, master."

"Pill, give me."

If it weren't for Yu Tang's restraint, it would have jumped over and snatched it.

Chen Chuyang glanced at it; this little carp is truly clever and also quite crafty—it never wakes early or late, but awakens when he is refining pills, making it impossible to fool. Still, he cannot neglect the little carp, for it enabled him to obtain demon beast blood and discover that place; thanks to the little carp, it is a great merit of Longshe Shan and must be treated well.

He reached out, scooped up the little carp, which leapt about excitedly.

"Master, hurry up and give it to me; I can't wait any longer."

The little carp opened its mouth, waiting to be fed the pill; Chen Chuyang felt helpless, as he had never tried the taste of the dragon blood pill himself, so he would let it try first—also good, to use it as a test subject to see if the pill had any problems.

He took a pill and stuffed it into its mouth; the little carp said satisfiedly, "Thank you, master."

Then it turned and jumped back into Yu Tang, falling into a deep sleep.

Its body emitted a red glow.

Its bloodline was rapidly changing; Chen Chuyang watched the little carp's condition, and there was no problem.

Dragon blood pill, success.

He checked the pill's grade; it was third-rank, somewhat beyond Chen Chuyang's expectation.

"Dragon blood pill, third-rank pill, no problem; this time, it succeeded."

Chen Chuyang felt somewhat apprehensive.

Dragon blood pill succeeded on the first try; why does his hundred herbs pill always have some problems?

"There shouldn't be any side effects, right?"

Chen Chuyang lowered his head, looking at the six dragon blood pills in his palm—one furnace had produced seven dragon blood pills; he used one, leaving six that are very precious.

He thought it over and decided to try one.

No one on the mountain could test it for him; he could only test it himself.

Such a good pill cannot be let cheaply benefit others.

He stuffed it into his mouth and felt the effect of the dragon blood pill.

The medicinal potency was fierce.

His bloodline trembled.

Compared to demon beast blood, it was more terrifying, yet the effect was more stable, not so ferocious.

After being neutralized by spiritual herbs, the pill's medicinal effect was still tolerable; Chen Chuyang's body kept changing, and his cultivation also rose slowly.

One day later.

One dragon blood pill was completely absorbed; Chen Chuyang looked at his condition, which was quite different.

His physical strength increased by one third.

His bodily control also reached a terrifying level.

His golden core remained as before, with some change, but not much.

The change in his bloodline was also not great; it remained human bloodline, or rather, Chen Chuyang chose to retain his human bloodline.

"Overall, this one dragon blood pill can increase my strength by one third, especially the physique; after being transformed by demon beast blood, it still has such an effect, beyond my expectation."

"If I further temper my body with lightning power, my body might become even stronger."

A crazy idea popped into Chen Chuyang's mind; as a master of lightning arts, perhaps he could continually temper his body with lightning power, constantly strengthening himself, and with the dragon blood pill's effect, his flesh could surely advance quickly, achieving a saintly flesh body, which is not impossible.

The Hunyuan Dao Scripture sensed Chen Chuyang's thought, began to operate, with the golden core following its rotation; lightning slowly washed the meridians, then the flesh; the whole body turned once, undergoing a great circuit, physical strength increased slightly; lightning stimulated the flesh, enhancing the dragon blood pill's absorption effect.

Under the dual effect, Chen Chuyang did not need to deliberately control it; the Hunyuan Dao Scripture operated automatically, automatically forging the flesh, gradually becoming an instinct of the body; Chen Chuyang was overjoyed—originally, the Hunyuan Dao Scripture could still do this; his understanding of this technique is truly too little.

"The defiant Hunyuan Dao Scripture can change according to my thoughts; lightning tempering the body—probably only I would dare be so crazy."

"When these lightning bolts no longer work, I will then absorb the power of the heavenly tribulation to enhance my lightning arts; repeating this, achieving a saintly flesh body is not impossible."

"Such a body-tempering secret art forges a mighty lightning physique."

"A flesh body that even lightning cannot destroy—isn't that an immortal body?"

Just a preliminary conception; Chen Chuyang's mind now holds many more ideas.

Very crazy, and also frightening.

But he does not think that way; these ideas are quite normal—if one dares not even think them, how can one cultivate?

Cultivation itself is the process of continually creating miracles.

And he merely directly ascended in a single step.

"Lightning tempering the body, dragon blood forging the physique—I am returning once again to the first level of realm."

The first level of realm in this world is the three stages of body tempering: shedding skin, forging bones, and refining blood; these three stages correspond to the tempering of the body, and Chen Chuyang merely returned to this step, repeating it over and over.

It can be said that his physical strength, after countless temperings over countless years, can certainly reach a higher realm.

"The dragon blood pill does have side effects; if the body is not strong enough to absorb it, some mishaps may occur."

For example…

Chen Chuyang looked toward the foot of the mountain, and again someone came.

It was still his familiar younger sister; she had come.

Younger sister Chen Churan arrived, with a woman following at her side; she had not come alone.

That woman needs no thought; she is the younger sister's master, Elder Xinran Zhanglao of the Spirit Sword Sect.

Chen Chuyang waved his hand, and the medicinal pill fragrance dispersed.

Then a small carp sank to the bottom of the Yu Tang, and was then covered up; the special conditions on its body were also covered up.

Putting away the Alchemy Furnace, Chen Chuyang looked at the Dragon Blood Pill, thought it over, and still put it away; this thing must not be discovered by outsiders.

Being careful never leads to a mistake.

The younger sister's master is also an outsider; Chen Chuyang has had no contact with her, so he doesn't know what kind of person she is, and cannot let his guard down.