Chapter 46

Sun Lie looked at Meng Chong and said testily: "Your grandfather gave the order for me to help you disperse your cultivation as quickly as possible."

"Using this method of mine, you will be able to lose all your cultivation within a single night. What, are you afraid?"

Meng Chong immediately raised his eyebrows and puffed out his chest: "What is there to be afraid of?!"

Sun Lie laughed aloud: "Good, I didn't misjudge you."

Changing the subject, he added: "Actually, cultivating by relying on an alchemy furnace has always existed."

"You must have heard of the divine ability, Fiery Eyes and Golden Gaze."

"To refine this divine ability, one must first possess the immortal aptitude of Fiery Eyes or Golden Gaze, and then crawl into an old alchemy furnace."

"After the furnace is opened, the cultivator must endure for forty-nine days, unable to close their eyes the entire time, blinking at most. One must fully withstand the smoke and fire, enduring the pain."

"You need to prepare yourself mentally before crawling into the alchemy furnace this time."

Meng Chong nodded with a grave expression.

Sun Lie opened his storage bag and took out a large bowl and a small glass bottle.

Inside the bowl was an amber-colored viscous substance, crystal clear and orange-yellow. In the small bottle were red and yellow mixed powder granules.

Sun Lie instructed: "Come, take off all your clothes."

"First, apply what is in this bowl, then sprinkle the medicinal powder from the bottle all over your body."

Meng Chong said "Oh," stripped himself bare, and took the large bowl and small bottle.

He first applied what was in the bowl, then evenly sprinkled the powder from the bottle.

He gradually felt something was not quite right, sniffing with his nose as he said: "Elder Sun, why does it feel like honey, and cumin?"

Sun Lie tilted his head back, took a large gulp of the liquor in his gourd, and then laughed: "Haha, you only just realized? Your grandfather said your knowledge of the hundred arts of cultivation is extremely poor, and he wasn't wrong!"

Meng Chong's face immediately darkened: "I am not skilled at alchemy, but I have eaten plenty of it. I have eaten even more spirit food."

Sun Lie nodded: "Since ancient times, food and medicine have been inseparable."

"The best medicinal supplement is food supplementation."

"What is the difference between so-called spirit food, spirit chefs, and spirit pills and alchemists?"

Having said this, he winked at Meng Chong: "You wouldn't be worried that I'm trying to take your life, wanting to roast you until you're fragrant and crispy, would you?"

Although he had not met Meng Chong many times, he had accurately grasped the latter's personality.

Meng Chong was younger than Unlike Ning Zhuo, only fourteen years old, though he looked to be eighteen or nineteen. He had the spirit of a youth, was competitive, and took pride in the Meng surname and his family.

"Don't look down on me." Meng Chong glared at Sun Lie and crawled directly into the Ziyang Furnace.

Sun Lie let out a hiccup from the alcohol, followed closely behind, and slammed the furnace door shut.

The sound of the furnace door closing made Meng Chong's heart jump.

The alchemy furnace was sealed, yet there was dim light inside.

Meng Chong stood before the furnace door, scanning his surroundings, and immediately discovered that the bottom of the furnace was already covered with various medicinal herbs.

Seeing this, Meng Chong felt slightly reassured; this showed that Sun Lie had long been prepared.

Just looking at the honey and cumin he had been told to apply seemed somewhat unreliable. But considering Sun Lie's status as a master alchemist, this arrangement must have its purpose.

Immediately, Meng Chong walked to the center of the furnace and sat down cross-legged.

Outside the Ziyang Furnace, Sun Lie tilted his neck back, swallowed a large gulp of liquor, and then spat it out.

Boom.

The alcohol-fueled fire surged out, igniting the Ziyang Furnace.

Within a few breaths, the air temperature climbed rapidly. The crimson firelight illuminated Sun Lie's face, making it bright red.

"It's coming." Meng Chong's heart stirred as he sensed the temperature soaring.

The interior of the furnace, which had been dim just a moment ago, instantly became bright, filled with crimson light.

Meng Chong's body temperature rose rapidly; the honey on his surface began to melt, the cumin granules released a wild fragrance, and at the same time, a large amount of magic power steamed out through his pores like clouds and mist.

At this very moment, outside the Ziyang Courtyard, Sun Lingtong's eyes flashed with strange light.

His spirit eyes peered through multiple walls, seeing a blurred scene.

"Very good. Sun Lie is refining alchemy; this is an excellent opportunity to strike." He felt jubilant inside.

Once alchemy begins, an alchemist often cannot leave their post.

This meant that Sun Lie, a peak Foundation Establishment combatant, was temporarily out of commission!

"Formation-Breaking Talisman, go!"

Sun Lingtong was very decisive, directly unleashing his strongest means.

Sensing the attack, the Ziyang Courtyard's formation activated in an instant, forming a hemispherical light shield.

The Formation-Breaking Talisman looked small and insignificant, but upon landing on the light shield, it immediately disintegrated, and the tiny specks of light it released directly dissolved the hemispherical shield.

The Ziyang Courtyard's formation had failed!

"Go." Unlike Ning Zhuo had been waiting for a long time, and he flicked his cloak.

A large number of mechanical Thunder-Silent Birds flew out.

They streaked through the air, leaving trails of lightning, covering the front courtyard.

Clang, clang, clang!

A piercing alarm bell erupted within the Ziyang Courtyard.

Unlike Ning Zhuo's heartbeat accelerated slightly; he untied the two storage bags at his waist, grabbed the bottoms of the bags, opened the mouths, and shook everything inside out.

One by one, the mechanical creations grew from small to large, and upon landing on the ground, they all returned to their true size.

Twenty yellow copper mechanical men and forty red copper mechanical beasts lined up in an orderly fashion and charged toward the Ziyang Courtyard.

The Ziyang Courtyard was naturally equipped with guards.

Four early Foundation Establishment cultivators and eighteen late Qi Condensation cultivators were all alarmed.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators cast spells to clear away the mechanical Thunder-Silent Birds.

The eighteen late Qi Condensation cultivators formed a battle formation, erupting with power exceeding that of a mid Foundation Establishment cultivator, holding their ground.

The mechanical creations crashed over like a tide, while the battle formation was like a reef by the sea; no matter how the tide surged and pounded, it remained unmoved.

"Brother, that Sun Lie is refining alchemy in the alchemy room!" Sun Lingtong's voice was transmitted secretly.

Unlike Ning Zhuo's heart stirred, and he immediately split off a portion of his machines, charging straight toward the alchemy room.

Attack where the enemy must save!

"Damn it!" The four early Foundation Establishment cultivators cursed, but they did not move.

A mid Foundation Establishment cultivator suddenly appeared from the shadows, holding a magic mirror, releasing mirror light that covered all the charging mechanical creations.

The mirror flickered again, and the figure of Chui Tiao Ke in the shadows immediately appeared on the mirror's surface.

"He's over there!" The mid Foundation Establishment cultivator holding the mirror shouted, pointing out Unlike Ning Zhuo's exact location to his companions.

Consequently, a figure shot out like lightning.

"Another hidden mid Foundation Establishment cultivator!" Unlike Ning Zhuo's pupils constricted; the Thunder-Silent Birds circled and danced around him, and the Hanged Man's Whip rose like a black python, standing ready.

Soon, the sound of a fierce battle erupted in the dark alley where he was hiding.

"Hmph! I hope this person can be the expert Sun Lingtong said he was." After Han Ming glanced in Unlike Ning Zhuo's direction, she also launched her action.

Her entire body was surrounded by yin wind, her movements swift, and there was no sound as she moved, like a ghost.

The ghost shadow flickered, first rushing toward the alchemy room, but seeing another Foundation Establishment cultivator appear at the door, she decisively turned and rushed toward the medicine storage room.

Little did she know that halfway there, sword light flickered, and a flying sword shot out like lightning, intercepting the ghost shadow Han Ming.

A peak Foundation Establishment cultivator slowly appeared.

"Tonight I only take the pills; I don't want to hurt anyone." Han Ming narrowed her eyes and spoke.

Her response was sharp sword light.