Chapter 41

Because of transporting spirit energy and taking elixirs, the appearance and age of cultivators are often not proportional.

Therefore, in the immortal cultivation world, the one thing one must not do is judge a person by their appearance.

Luo Chen didn't know what Gu Caiyi's spirit root attribute was.

But when he chatted with Bai Meiling, he had asked about other people's ages.

He remembered Gu Caiyi was thirty-seven years old.

A thirty-seven-year-old at the eighth level of Qi Refining wasn't good or bad; her aptitude shouldn't be bad, but it wasn't particularly good either, otherwise, she would have been recruited into a sect long ago.

But in just a few days of not seeing her, the other party had actually broken through to the ninth level of Qi Refining.

This made Luo Chen very surprised.

"How did you do it, eat spirit elixirs?"

"Hehe, you really guessed it."

Gu Caiyi pouted, "Recently, I don't know why, but the Dahe Market has had many new faces, including many Foundation Establishment cultivators."

"The Zhong Ding family and our Long Long Tianxiang Tower are the places they frequent the most."

"For us Qi Refining cultivators, precious elixirs are not worth mentioning in the eyes of Foundation Establishment cultivators. We danced a new dance before and pleased a high-level Foundation Establishment late-stage cultivator, and he casually rewarded us with a bottle of Huachen Pills."

Luo Chen's eyes widened, "Huachen Pills!"

"It seems you aren't ignorant!"

Luo Chen naturally wouldn't be so stupid as to not even know about Huachen Pills.

This was a top-grade elixir for the Qi Refining stage, with the effect of shedding the mortal and becoming dust.

One pill's medicinal power was several times that of the same-grade Qi-Nurturing Pill! The selling price was even ten times higher!

Even when low-level cultivators couldn't find Foundation Establishment Pills, they would use Huachen Pills to try to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage.

Although the effect was completely inferior to the Foundation Establishment Pill, it still had some effect.

"We got a bottle of Huachen Pills, and after dividing them, we each got one pill; as the lead dancer, I got two pills."

Gu Caiyi smiled proudly, "These two days I stayed at the Feather Garment Building, and borrowing these two pills, I broke through to the ninth level of Qi Refining."

"Is your Long Long Tianxiang Tower still recruiting people!" Luo Chen's tone turned sour, and he was so envious that his eyes turned red.

"What are you going for, to be a turtle?"

"What nonsense, I was also multi-talented since I was young, peerless in both singing and dancing!"

"Forget it, I won't tease you." Gu Caiyi's expression turned serious, "I want to tell you that recently something might happen in the Dahe Market, with so many strange cultivators coming. You must be careful when going out, and don't offend people you shouldn't offend."

Luo Chen nodded heavily.

Foreign cultivators were the most daunting.

Their foundations weren't here, and they didn't care much about the various rules of the Dahe Market.

Sometimes they would kill in a fit of rage and then escape thousands of miles away, and the resident cultivators of the Yuding Sword Sect couldn't manage them either.

In the dead of night, Luo Chen thought about what happened during the day, his mood complex.

Others easily broke through to the ninth level of Qi Refining, only one step away from Foundation Establishment.

And he was still struggling at the fourth level of Qi Refining.

The huge gap made him feel a bit uncomfortable while forcing a smile.

However, besides the sourness, Luo Chen was still happy for Gu Caiyi.

Since he moved here, this woman had taken good care of him.

She would greet him whenever she came in or went out, giving him, a small transparent person in the immortal cultivation world, a sense of existence.

When she learned of his predicament with alchemy equipment, she also used her connections to contact a cheap and good alchemy furnace for him.

Now that Gu Caiyi had a breakthrough, he should be happy for her.

"However, I can't be slack either."

"These comfortable days recently seem to have worn down my sharpness."

"Gu Caiyi's aptitude must be better than mine, yet she still works hard to earn cultivation resources. And I am just a five-spirit-root cultivator, with only a few decades of lifespan, and even my Qi-Nurturing Pills are only left with one bottle."

"What qualifications do I have to live a leisurely life?"

From tomorrow on, I must work even harder!

A brand new alchemy room.

Alchemy-specific magic tool, Purple Cloud Copper Furnace.

Second-level proficiency in the Zhongmiaowan alchemy technique.

Never had such a wonderful start!

Everything is ready, only the fire is missing!

Luo Chen's expression was solemn, and he skillfully cast a Fireball Art, igniting the firewood placed in the fire pit.

The flames were fierce, rising up, and in a short while, the small alchemy room was filled with rolling heat waves.

Being in it, Luo Chen acted as if he felt nothing, instead putting the processed medicinal materials into the alchemy furnace one by one.

Not only that, he also pinched spirit seals to trigger the Purple Cloud Copper Furnace.

The simple patterns carved on it emitted a faint light, as if breathing.

Even if the Purple Cloud Copper Furnace was only a first-grade low-grade magic tool, it had finally stepped into the threshold of magic tools.

Compared to the inferior spirit iron pot he used before, it was really too excellent.

Luo Chen stared intently at the changes in the medicinal materials in the copper furnace, and the Spirit Eye Art had long been blessed on his eyes.

Even with obstacles, he could perceive the changes in the flow of spirit energy inside.

Not only that, he also opened the furnace lid from time to time, using a wooden stick to stir the materials inside to avoid burning the bottom.

Soon, the time came to noon.

It was also time to open the furnace.

The fire had been extinguished for half an hour, and the furnace temperature had gradually dropped.

"Rise!"

Pinching a spirit seal, the traction technique, which had reached the proficiency level, grabbed the furnace lid with residual heat from the air and slowly lifted it upward.

A strange fragrance spread out, mixed with a hint of burnt smell.

Blessed with the Spirit Eye Art, Luo Chen looked down from afar, his brows slightly furrowed.

The first furnace of Zhongmiaowan failed.

This was an expected thing; everything was new, and no matter how much preparatory work was done, it was impossible to ensure one hundred percent success.

Luo Chen had no frustration, took a shovel, and scooped out the medicinal dregs inside.

After a simple cleaning, he left the alchemy room.

As soon as he came out, even though it was noon, he still felt a refreshing coolness.

The temperature difference between the alchemy room and the outside was really too big.

At this moment, Luo Chen instead felt a bit nostalgic for Sun Shou's goodness.

Not to mention anything else, in the absence of cooling conditions, this back room located in the center of suppressing the Ghost King at least brought him a trace of coolness.

"Cook, take a shower, continue in the afternoon!"

Steaming the rice, he came to the corner of the courtyard and learned from Gu Caiyi to use the traction technique to draw a bucket of water from the well.

Splash!

He poured it directly on his bare body.

"Comfortable!"

Luo Chen couldn't help but groan.

He didn't feel it when he was fully focused inside, but after coming out, he knew that the alchemy room was simply a big furnace.

"It should be a problem with my design and materials, otherwise it wouldn't be so hot."

"If only there were Mount Ailao disciples to design the alchemy room for me, that would be great."

Fantasizing for a moment, Luo Chen shook his head with a smile.

Where would he get the spirit stones to invite disciples of a famous sect to design an alchemy room for him!

That appearance fee, I'm afraid it would start at a thousand or eight hundred at least!

After a simple lunch, Luo Chen gritted his teeth and entered the alchemy room again.

Second furnace, start refining!

"Is Little Luo home?"

"Busy, Sister Caiyi, is something the matter?"

"Nothing, you go ahead and get busy!"

"Refining elixirs again!"

"No choice, forced by life."

"Look at how pitiful you sound; Sister brought you a box of Green Origin Cakes, eat them while they're hot."

"Put them outside first, I really can't get away, I'm about to turn the fire and put in the main materials."

"Then I'll go first, come out and chat when you're done."

In the afternoon, Luo Chen sat blankly in front of the water well, his expression very haggard.

Gu Caiyi walked out the door and happened to see this scene.

She frowned and walked to the side, "Luo Chen, what's wrong with you recently?"

"Nothing, just daily alchemy." Luo Chen regained his senses, rubbed his eyes, and hurriedly stood up.

"Still say nothing, look at yourself."

Spirit power flowed, and the residual water marks on the ground merged into a water mirror.

Luo Chen looked down and saw that his eyes were red and swollen, his eye bags were heavy, and his lips were dry and cracked.

His messy long hair had long since broken free from the hairband, messily sticking to his face.

At a glance, it looked like he had been working overtime in front of a computer for a month in his previous life.

Was it caused by the high temperature of the alchemist?

Luo Chen wasn't sure; he had tried his best to refine two furnaces a day for the past ten days.

The success rate was just so-so, not fully reaching the expected twenty percent success rate, but it was much better than the entry stage before.

It was just that magic tool alchemy required the Spirit Eye Art to look after it all the time.

Not only did it consume spirit energy, but it was also very damaging to the eyes, especially under long-term attention, the mind was very tired.

Not wanting to show weakness in front of a woman, Luo Chen casually changed the subject.

His gaze subconsciously fell on Gu Caiyi's arm, where a clean, transparent gauze garment was draped.

"Is this a newly bought magic tool?"

"You have an eye!" Gu Caiyi lifted the gauze garment and said spiritedly, "A Foundation Establishment cultivator named Fei Bowen gave it to me, a top-grade defensive magic tool."

Luo Chen was stunned.

A top-grade magic tool, and it was defensive?

This thing, someone was actually willing to give it away?

He couldn't help but ask, "Are Foundation Establishment cultivators all so rich? This magic tool is worth at least four or five thousand spirit stones, right?"

Gu Caiyi pursed her lips and smiled, "General Foundation Establishment cultivators are indeed not rich, and might even be more stingy than us rogue cultivators. But Fei Bowen is different."

"Mm? How so?"