Chapter 450: Ge Tianshi and the Dragon‑Tiger Golden Elixir

Mu Yi took Chi Yan Zi to the Heavenly Court.

Under the guidance of the celestial soldiers, he sent the person to the Four Great Celestial Masters for treatment.

For a true immortal with obvious Daoist aura, the Celestial Master did not refuse.

Mu Yi met Ge Tianshi.

"I've met Ge Tianshi!"

"Heavenly Lord, no need for formalities; we are all celestial beings of the Heavenly Court, and such bureaucratic niceties should be set aside!"

Ge Tianshi was very enthusiastic toward Mu Yi.

"Let me take a look..." Ge Tianshi examined Chi Yan Zi's body.

"Evil fire attacks the heart, the spirit is clouded; I wonder what this young friend has encountered," he said, somewhat surprised.

He found that Chi Yan Zi's problem was more serious than it appeared; had he not been sent here in time, he might have gone berserk, self‑detonated, and perished.

Mu Yi recounted the incident of Chi Yan Zi being affected by the drought demon.

"I didn't expect the little one to have ascended from the lower realms; the Heavenly Court's reception must have been negligent to allow such an oversight!" Ge Tianshi expressed some displeasure after learning the full story.

If Mu Yi had not rescued him, Chi Yan Zi would likely have died and his Dao would have vanished.

The Heavenly Court is precisely a place that needs capable beings; a genuine celestial deity can shoulder many tasks, yet he was left in such a situation.

"Young friend, after a moment, help me forge a furnace of golden elixir to rescue him; Heavenly Lord, please wait here a while!"

Seeing Mu Yi nod in agreement, Ge Tianshi instructed a young Taoist boy beside him: "Do not keep the guest waiting; go, bring two fresh cups of tea and some melon and fruit pastries."

After giving the orders, Ge Tianshi hurried away, apparently to fetch some medicinal herbs from the Heavenly Court's treasury to refine the elixir.

"Honored guest, please enjoy some pastries and tea; the Celestial Master will return shortly!"

A pink‑skinned young Taoist dressed in a simple Daoist robe, his face as smooth as jade, placed several plates of pastries and a pot of tea before Mu Yi.

"Heavenly Lord, please wait a moment; the Celestial Master needs to retrieve herbs from the treasury. If you have any requests, feel free to tell me, and I apologize for any delay," the young Taoist said respectfully.

After setting the tray on the table, his eyes stared at Mu Yi without blinking, seemingly very curious about him.

Mu Yi glanced over; the child before him seemed young, yet his inner power surged, enough to dominate half a mortal realm, and he proclaimed himself an "Old Ancestor."

Moreover, Mu Yi sensed that the child was not human but a transformed form of some exotic beast.

"No problem, that's fine!"

Looking at the clear, radiant tea in the cup, Mu Yi smiled and replied.

He took a sip, and Mu Yi's eyes suddenly brightened.

Jiuzhou's tea culture is ancient, but Mu Yi had little study of it and could not discern its quality.

However, the Celestial Master's hospitality went far beyond mere flavor.

After a cup, Mu Yi even felt his blood veins gently boiling, and his Inner Qi refined a notch.

Whatever this tea was, it was truly a priceless tonic.

For a mere serving tea to have such effect, it lives up to being one of the Four Great Celestial Masters of the Heavenly Court; even a slight effort surpassed Mu Yi's expectations.

It was even more refined than the feast he had at the Dragon Palace before.

But now he thought, the Dragon Palace's hospitality must have been matched to his then cultivation level.

If he visits the Dragon Palace again, the banquet would likely be a tier higher.

With that thought, Mu Yi became interested in stopping by the Dragon Palace for a leisurely visit.

More precisely, he wanted to request another batch of dragon offspring from the Dragon Palace; after the previous enhancement of ley lines and water veins, several dragons in the main world were clearly overburdened.

Without these dragon progeny to tend the water and earth veins, the revival of spiritual energy would be severely slowed.

Back then, the East Sea Dragon King was willing to invest in him; now that he goes himself, the returns should increase the investment, right?

Mu Yi casually tossed the pastries into his mouth, his eyes brightening again; it was the same nourishing stuff, and this time he certainly hadn't come to the wrong place.

After Mu Yi had devoured everything, the child seemed to sense something and said to Mu Yi.

"Heavenly Lord, please step forward; the Celestial Master's elixir is ready, could you do me a small favor?"

Mu Yi was a bit puzzled but did not refuse, and followed the young Taoist to a celestial mountain pavilion within the Heavenly Court.

The Heavenly Court's spatial structure was solid, beyond Mu Yi's ability to shake; layers stacked upon layers, with numerous pocket realms interwoven, far larger than they appeared.

Such palm‑held manipulation of realms made Mu Yi's eyes water with greed.

After all, in a sense, this was almost indistinguishable from a divine kingdom.

But he was a poor scholar; even the things at hand gave him a headache, let alone such high‑level divine abilities.

When Mu Yi arrived, the elixir had just been successfully refined.

"I need to heal this young friend; Heavenly Lord, please intervene and secure these elixirs!"

Ge Tianshi transmitted his voice to Mu Yi, who nodded; this was not a difficult matter.

Meanwhile, atop the mountain, a furnace about nine zhang high, adorned with carved dragons and phoenixes, glittering golden light and elixir fragrance, reached its final stage.

A single "Boom" rang out.

The crimson alchemy furnace, scorched by the elixir fire, suddenly exploded, golden‑colored smoke billowing from the rupture; wherever it spread, the life force was dense enough to make dead wood sprout and flowers bloom on flat ground.

The rich golden light on the mountaintop sky formed a dragon and a tiger, soaring and roaring amid ethereal elixir clouds.

This is recorded in Daoist histories as a particularly vivid event — the Elixir forming the Dragon‑Tiger!

Such an elixir could be called a supreme masterpiece.

Ge Tianshi reached out, seized a strand of golden light, then sat cross‑legged on the ground and began treating Chi Yan Zi.

Repairing was far more difficult than the damage; even Ge Tianshi, one of the Four Great Celestial Masters, had to exert his full effort in the treatment.

After all, any slight mistake given Chi Yan Zi's condition could cause a serious problem.

If the situation were not critical, Ge Tianshi would even consider summoning the other Celestial Masters for a joint diagnosis.

Seeing Ge Tianshi fully immersed in the treatment, Mu Yi focused his gaze on the dragon‑tiger qi in the heavens.

A single furnace of elixir yielded a total of eighteen pills.

Except for one pill taken by Ge Tian Shi to save Chi Yan Zi.

The remaining pills flew into the sky, emitting medicinal vapor.

Only to see the dragon and tiger formed from the gathered medicinal vapors swirling and dancing in the air, continuously producing something like clouds and mist, which gradually began to coalesce.

The pills actually transformed into the shape of a dragon and a tiger, and the surrounding rich heaven-and-earth essence continuously poured into their bodies; as time passed, the dragon and tiger gleamed with golden light, appearing almost divine.

However, the tiger was missing a section of its tail, looking listless, completely overwhelmed by the dragon's aura.

The balance of power between the originally circling dragon and tiger shifted; the dragon seemed to have set its sights on the tiger, beginning to stare at the tiger's form with a tiger's gaze.

Mu Yi watched, clicking his tongue in amazement, then glanced thoughtfully at the young Daoist boy beside him, saying he felt something familiar.

It turned out the aura on the boy's body was precisely that of the dragon and tiger.

It turned out the boy was actually a spirit born from the elixir—truly, nothing is impossible.

However, considering the master's status, it seemed reasonable after all.

Under the infusion of heaven-and-earth essence, the circling dragon and tiger gradually acquired substance; the dragon's scales began to grow, beneath them dragon flesh and bones sprouted rapidly, while the tiger lagged far behind.

At the moment the dragon's form solidified, it lunged at the tiger's form, as if intending to swallow it whole.

"Please, Heavenly Lord, intervene and seize the dragon and tiger!" the young Daoist whispered.

All things have their decree; if the dragon truly devoured the tiger, the elixir would likely transform directly into the power of the dragon-tiger spirit.

If the opportunity were sufficient, there might truly be a chance to become a spirit.

But it remains only a possibility; Ge Tian Shi has refined who-knows-how-many elixirs, yet to this day he has only this young Daoist as an attendant disciple—showing just how rare it is.

Although the dragon and tiger have taken form, their gaze is dull and lifeless.

Moreover, the tiger's form is incomplete; even if the dragon and tiger truly fused, the chance of giving birth to a spirit would be at most one in ten thousand.

Now, in order to obtain the elixir, we absolutely cannot allow the dragon to devour the tiger.

Without a true spirit, the form is ultimately nothing more than a flashy shell.

Once an elixir reaches a certain quality, it possesses its own spirituality.

Let alone a dragon-tiger golden elixir, which can vastly increase one's magical power and directly enable ascension.

But spirituality is not a true spirit.

For a lifeless object to possess a soul and be reborn from death is extraordinarily difficult, requiring the perfect alignment of heaven, earth, and humanity.

In other words, the dragon and tiger before us are merely the life formed from the dispersed vapors of a successfully refined dragon-tiger golden elixir.

They are nothing more than the life formed from the dispersed vapors of a successfully refined dragon-tiger golden elixir.

Therefore, to possess a soul, they naturally must turn their gaze toward nearby living beings.

As the saying goes, 'you are what you eat'; lacking a true spirit, they naturally must consume living beings.

Thus, when the heaven-and-earth essence within a hundred-mile radius is absorbed by both, and they begin their dragon-tiger struggle, this moment is the most suitable to intervene.

Mu Yi instinctively tried to solidify space, but finding he could not disturb the space within the Heavenly Court, he rather embarrassingly produced the Great Summer Dragon Sparrow, hesitated, then put it back.

Having just drunk divine blood and soul, the Great Summer Dragon Sparrow, if used to slash the dragon and tiger, would likely destroy the elixir's potency, perhaps even devour these pills outright.

"Subdue them for me!"

Mu Yi upheld the massive dharma image with his inner qi; after entering the immortal-divine realm, his inner qi was as vast as a sea of smoke, so even without relying on the Reincarnation Barrier's power, he could directly condense the dharma image.

The massive dharma image extended a giant hand and directly seized the dragon and tiger.

The dragon and tiger, which had been fiercely battling, instantly turned their spears to attack Mu Yi.

Beneath the firmament, several flashes of light suddenly flickered within the dense leaden clouds.

Heaven and earth fell silent for an instant.

Lightning poked its head from the dark clouds, and immediately a dazzling, violent flash illuminated the world, boundless thunder roared in the cloud layers, and streaks of fire trees and silver flowers exploded in the sky!

"Wind follows the tiger, dragon follows the clouds—I never expected this dragon form to also command thunder."

The thunder struck the dharma image, leaving patches of scorched black marks.

Mu Yi was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected that the pills Ge Tian Shi casually refined, not even fully formed, could actually shake the dharma image's defense.

Judging by its power, the dragon and tiger are probably no weaker than an ordinary demigod.

Yet this crippled dragon and tiger are so formidable—how can the frail young Daoist boy at his side be so weak, even inferior to these heavenly dragon and tiger?

Still, doubts aside, he could not cease his actions.

Anyway, the dragon and tiger are merely manifested forms; he did not worry about damaging the elixir within.

With a clap of its hands, the dharma image instantly covered the dragon and tiger's bodies with cracks.

To the present Mu Yi, a mere minor demigod is no longer enough to warrant his seriousness; the next strike would be a blow they could not withstand.

Continuing with another clasp of the hands, the dragon and tiger's bodies exploded completely, bursting forth with an even more dazzling light.

Thereafter, seventeen baby‑sized orbs, entirely enveloped in fragrant medicinal vapor, flew out from the light.

Only to see the golden elixirs, their bodies covered in intricate seal script, as if possessing some intelligence, shooting off directly in all directions.

"Trying to run?"

Mu Yi found it somewhat amusing that these elixirs even had a sense of fearing death.

The Reincarnation Barrier unfolded, a sea of blood directly forming a massive cage that confined all the elixirs at its center.

The elixirs darted left and right, yet they could never break through the blood sea's blockade.

Then Mu Yi used his magical power to condense seventeen cages, gathering all the elixirs together.

Observing the still somewhat restless golden elixirs, the young Daoist timely offered a gourd engraved with mysterious, intricate seal script.

"Please, Heavenly Lord, use this to contain them!"

Once the golden elixirs entered the gourd, they seemed to fall into a slumber, showing no movement at all.

"How interesting!" Mu Yi tossed the gourd to the young Daoist.

The little Taoist boy poured out three Dragon-Tiger Golden Pills and handed them to Mu Yi.

The Heavenly Master has instructions: to repay the Heavenly Sovereign's intervention with elixirs, and please accept them, Heavenly Sovereign!

"Tsk!" Mu Yi clicked his tongue, "This isn't gratitude for his help; it's clearly a gift to curry favor with him."

That's what is colloquially called forming a good karmic bond.

I never expected that even a Heavenly Master, capable of existing uniquely across multiple worlds, would also be willing to associate with him.

"Thank you, Ge Tian Shi!" Mu Yi silently accepted the golden pill and bowed to Ge Tian Shi.

This elixir can help him cultivate the Eight Nine Mystic Art; naturally there's no possibility of pushing it outward.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared, the grand scene of dragons soaring and tigers leaping did not disturb the fully focused Ge Tian Shi.

Ge Tian Shi combined the Dragon-Tiger elixir with the Clearing Heart Mantra, awakening Chi Yan Zi's consciousness.

Leaving the influence of the drought demon, that nameless fire was itself rootless duckweed; now, having been liberated by Ge Tian Shi chanting the Daoist scriptures, Chi Yan Zi's frenzy gradually faded.

He himself also regained his sanity, still fearful of the incident where he had almost deviated into demonic cultivation.

"Would you be willing to serve in the Heavenly Court and contribute to Jiuzhou?" After seeing Chi Yan Zi return to normal, Ge Tian Shi extended the invitation.

"I will obey the Heavenly Master's commands!" Chi Yan Zi, completely convinced by Ge Tian Shi who saved him, immediately kowtowed and paid homage.

"Take one Dragon-Tiger Golden Pill, seclude yourself here for a month, then go to the Fire Department to take up a post, so as not to repeat past mistakes!" Ge Tian Shi was very pleased.

Being able to recruit troops for the Heavenly Court counts as a merit as well.