Chapter 964: Azure Green Whale Heart Fire, Heavenly Dragon Imperial Bright Fire

Chen Chuyang never imagined a day when his Pill Refining would be despised, but then again, a Fifth-Grade Alchemist is indeed overpowered in this world, holding a lofty status; in Tianwai, however, it is not so important.

Tianwai is vast; its population and territory are countless times those of this little world, its resources are immensely abundant, and the talent it can nurture is incalculable. On such a massive foundation, the number of alchemists rises proportionally, even exceeding the ratio of this world, resulting in many more alchemists.

With abundant resources, more Pill Refiners and artifact forgers naturally emerge; supply and demand make them even more important. What Lingtongdaoren seeks is not a Fifth-Grade Alchemist but a higher‑grade Eighth-Grade Alchemist, and the Eighth-Grade Alchemist may be the minimum requirement.

The merchant before me has a keen eye, so what he desires cannot be inferior; anything that catches his discerning gaze must be of high quality.

Just by seeing what he pulls from his hand, one knows how wealthy he is; if possible, Chen Chuyang wouldn't mind robbing him, taking all his treasures. That thought was quickly suppressed by the Protector; the man before me is powerful, not a weakling, otherwise he would have been robbed long ago.

Perhaps even a great being wouldn't be his match; for such a dangerous individual, Chen Chuyang naturally cannot underestimate him, let alone act against him.

"I look forward to that day," Chen Chuyang replied with a smile. With the Po Luo Alchemy Classic, his Pill Refining will improve rapidly, instead of the previous need to devise formulas, then study the pills; each revision and insight required long time and great effort.

Ordinary people would have long since collapsed and never refined pills again.

Chen Chuyang knows the importance of pills; he himself needs them, many at Longshe Shan need them, they are indispensable. Currently this world needs his pills, and as his Pill Refining improves, the world will benefit.

The Chen Clan and the Great Qi Dynasty, seeking to strengthen themselves, both need him and are inseparable from him.

"Little friend, I can see you greatly need flame; I, the Daoist, have a flame here—do you need it?" Lingtongdaoren asked.

Lingtongdaoren produced another flame, a crimson blaze that resembled a dragon.

When the flame erupted, the surrounding space warped under the scorching heat.

The entire area twisted, the searing temperature distorting everything.

Chen Chuyang's gaze fixed on that flame, unable to look away.

Heishanyang was also drawn to the flame, its mouth opening.

After a while, Heishanyang recovered and reminded, "Kid, nod quickly—this is the Heavenly Dragon Imperial Bright Fire, an extreme Yang flame, one of the rarest fires of heaven and earth, equal to the Azure Green Whale Heart Fire, but with opposite flame attributes."

The Azure Green Whale Heart Fire is of cold attribute; though it is flame, it is exceedingly cold.

Conversely, the Heavenly Dragon Imperial Bright Fire is scorching, an extreme Yang flame; the two represent the ultimate yin and yang of heaven and earth.

They represent two massive demonic beast races: one is the Azure Green Whale, hidden beneath the deep sea; the other dwells above the sky, the flame of the Heavenly Dragon.

The Heavenly Dragon Imperial Bright Dragon is among the most terrifying lineages of dragons; their flame is the most dreadful.

If Lingtongdaoren does not act, that's one thing; once he does, it's terrifying.

Chen Chuyang naturally knows the importance of this flame, also its terror; at first glance, he was drawn to it.

Within his dantian, the Pill Fire flickered rapidly, yearning to devour the flame at once.

However, Chen Chuyang could not become restless; he lifted his head and asked, "What do you want?"

Lingtongdaoren extended his hand, handing the flame to Chen Chuyang.

"I can give you this flame, but I require a promise: someday, if I need a pill refined, you can refine it for me, crafting a batch of pills on my behalf."

"The Heavenly Dragon Imperial Bright Fire will be your reward. How does that sound?"

Chen Chuyang lifted his head, astonished, staring at the Lingtongdaoren before him—pills? Refining? Him?

A batch of pills, and I must refine them myself; Tianwai has many alchemists, all skilled, many stronger than me. Why not choose them and instead pick me? Chen Chuyang felt puzzled.

"I don't understand—Tianwai has so many alchemists, most surpass my Pill Refining; why not seek them and choose me instead?"

Lingtongdaoren admired Chen Chuyang even more; his ability to refrain from taking the Heavenly Dragon Imperial Bright Fire showed he valued promises.

The more so, the more Lingtongdaoren appreciated him, whereas those who would take it outright would not receive it from him.

This Heavenly Dragon Imperial Bright Fire is precious; even he must pay a considerable price to obtain it.

Sending it away is unlikely.

Chen Chuyang also knows there is no free lunch under the heavens.

"Little friend, I didn't expect you to ask," Lingtongdaoren said lightly. "Since you asked, I can tell you: the alchemists of Tianwai are not to my liking; they are indeed stronger than you now, but only for now. In a few decades, I believe your Pill Refining will surpass them."

"Those alchemists follow the routine, losing innovation in Pill Refining; they are conventional, and in the future are unlikely to make great breakthroughs."

"You are different, Little friend; your Unorthodox Path is filled with wondrous imagination, you have your own insights into Pill Refining, and perhaps in the future you can take that next step."

"When that time comes, I, the Daoist, will come to find you, hoping you won't refuse me."

This flame bets on the future, aiming for a future batch of pills.

Lingtongdaoren gave no concealment, telling Chen Chuyang Yi Yi Shi, now see how Chen Chuyang will choose.

Will he accept, obtain this Heavenly Dragon Imperial Bright Fire, or refuse?

Chen Chuyang asked further, "What if I can't help you?"

Lingtongdaoren shrugged, "I can only say my luck is poor, I just lost."

"A single flame, I can still afford to lose."

He, magnanimous, doesn't mind it at all; who can know the future?

Who can see clearly?

Chen Chuyang possesses the qualities Lingtongdaoren values, so naturally hopes he can reach that step.

Investing early inevitably brings failure; he isn't afraid of it.

"I, the Daoist, have more investees than just you; over the years, most investments have failed."

"Little friend, I have a premonition you will make me succeed."

Chen Chuyang fell silent.

To be believed and trusted so deeply by a stranger.

He exhaled; Lingtongdaoren had said all that, what else could he say?

"Alright, I accept," Chen Chuyang took the flame, agreeing to Lingtongdaoren's terms, thus entering this grand gamble.