Chapter 115: 115. Chapter 115: Spirit Root (Request Subscription)

115. Chapter 115: Spirit Root (Request Subscription)

Half a day later.

“Wanhua Ding…”

Fang Xing gazed at the three-legged, two-eared bronze cauldron before him, half a man’s height tall.

This was the “great fortune” obtained by Wanfa Shiren—the alchemist with a mixed spirit root—who, by sheer chance, had acquired the “Wanhua Ding” in a secret realm, enabling him to progress through Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, and ultimately reach Golden Core’s peak!

“This cauldron is a rare treasure, immensely useful for alchemy and artifact forging; it can purify materials from the very first step…”

Whether refining pills or forging artifacts, removing impurities from ores or herbs was always a major challenge.

With the Wanhua Ding’s transformative power, this step could be nearly ignored, saving countless troubles.

Moreover, pills refined in the Wanhua Ding saw success and yield rates increase by several tenths.

Even more terrifying was that long-term pill consumption caused toxic residue to accumulate—but the Wanhua Ding possessed a “nourishing” method: storing pills laden with toxicity within it for a period transformed them into flawless, toxin-free pills!

“So back then, Wanfa Shiren’s low talent was overcome entirely by pill consumption.”

Fang Xing held no disdain for this; when talent falls short, pills make up the difference—it was a legitimate cultivation path.

Even martial cultivation, famed for requiring minimal resources, still demanded potent tonics in its later stages.

He closed his eyes and began silently organizing the soul memories he had absorbed from Wanfa Shiren.

This man’s cultivation growth relied heavily on pills, and he was secretly a fourth-rank alchemist, possessing numerous pill formulas.

After a brief organization, he compiled the "Wanfa Pill Scripture"—a pill lineage so powerful it could incite major sects in the Savage Wastes to fight to the death for it!

“The Wanfa Pill Scripture mostly contains pills to enhance spiritual power and break through bottlenecks… alone, there are dozens suitable for Qi Condensation cultivators: Essence Pill, Zengyuan Pill, Peiyuan Pill… especially pills specifically designed to break through Qi Condensation Third Layer to Fourth, and Sixth to Seventh!”

“If you needed pills to break through Foundation Establishment or Golden Core, fine—but do Qi Condensation cultivators really need breakthrough pills?”

Fang Xing wanted to complain.

His own breakthroughs had been as easy as eating and drinking.

But thinking of Wanfa Shiren’s abysmal talent, he felt a bit more understanding.

Burdened so severely by talent, no wonder he went to extreme lengths to refine the possession technique!

“The main ingredient of Zengyuan Pill is ‘Shi Xian Grass’—I have several auxiliary materials in reserve; this suits me well right now…”

Fang Xing planned to learn a cultivation craft—apparently, alchemy was it.

Though Wanfa Shiren dabbled in talismans and artifact forging, Fang Xing found alchemy more intriguing.

First, because he held the Wanhua Ding—a devastating tool—and not using it for alchemy would be a waste.

Second, neither talisman-making nor artifact forging was as profitable as alchemy.

Especially talisman-makers!

Having mingled in Qinglin Market, Fang Xing knew most cultivators seeking a craft fixated on this path, causing fierce competition.

In the cultivation world, talisman-makers held far lower status than alchemists.

“If someone later sees I’m just an alchemist and thinks I’m easy to bully… I can draw my sword and show them what a sword cultivator truly is!”

Fang Xing stroked his chin, imagining the scene—strangely, it felt quite satisfying.

As for whether a Metal Spirit Root cultivator could practice alchemy?

Most cultivators were versatile; if they could wield the Five Elements, they could certainly practice alchemy.

“Only those practicing fire-affinity arts gain an advantage in furnace temperature control, and wood-affinity cultivators have an edge in identifying herbs… as long as one possesses spiritual power and spiritual awareness, alchemy is possible.”

Fang Xing touched the Wanhua Ding, thinking of the Wanfa Token—how had it ended up in Chen Yi’s hands?

He had long memorized and mentally rehearsed the incantation; now, his right hand pressed against the bronze cauldron, silently channeling spiritual power.

Xiong Xiong!

The next instant, thin strands of silver light emerged within the cauldron.

The silver light was violently volatile, attracting and devouring each other until coalescing into a ball of silver flame, the size of an egg.

“Indeed—I can summon ‘Wanhua Spirit Flame’!”

Feeling the terrifying heat within the bronze cauldron, Fang Xing murmured.

This “Wanhua Spirit Flame” was the key to the Wanhua Ding’s ability to purify raw materials and remove impurities.

Though unknown in the cultivation world, to Wanfa Shiren, it rivaled—even surpassed—famous flames like Solar True Fire and Lunar True Fire.

Even with his Golden Core peak cultivation, Wanfa Shiren could not fully assimilate this “Wanhua Spirit Flame” into his body.

“According to Wanfa Shiren’s speculation, this bronze cauldron might merely be a tool to contain and utilize the ‘Wanhua Spirit Flame.’”

Fang Xing didn’t care—he warmed the furnace, then tossed a stalk of Shi Xian Grass into the bronze cauldron.

Ci la!

The next instant, the silver-white flame surged, engulfing the Shi Xian Grass.

“Damn!”

Fang Xing’s spiritual awareness witnessed this and recoiled in alarm: “I mismanaged the heat…” Indeed, the Shi Xian Grass instantly vaporized into wisps of black smoke, leaving nothing behind.

“Now I understand why cultivators, despite knowing alchemists’ high status and the profitability of pills, rarely dabble in alchemy.”

He murmured, continuing to waste precious herbs.

After all, in this Savage Land, other things were scarce—but wild herbs in the untamed forests were abundant!

He just needed to set a few targets and send drones to harvest them.

Moreover, Qinglin Market was abandoned, no cultivators roamed nearby, and the last Golden Core true cultivator had fled—he could act with utter impunity.

After burning through dozens of Shi Xian Grass stalks, Fang Xing finally mastered the heat control; under the silver flame, the herb slowly melted into a lush, emerald-green extract.

“Hmm? This spirit flame’s refining ability is truly extraordinary.”

Seeing the herbal extract, Fang Xing felt a surge of joy.

According to the Wanfa Pill Scripture, ordinary alchemists needed years of painstaking effort to reach this stage.

Yet he had merely burned it casually—once he controlled the heat, he effortlessly purified the herb’s essence.

Achieving this alone qualified him to serve as an apprentice to any official alchemist—a prestigious “Alchemy Apprentice”!

At this thought, he immediately decided to dedicate several hours daily to alchemy study outside his cultivation.

As long as he wasn’t afraid of waste, he’d eventually succeed after burning through more furnaces.

Even quality didn’t need to be perfect—just getting a pill was enough!

Once pills were formed, even if toxicity exceeded limits and became waste pills, the Wanhua Ding could still salvage them.

Of course, the Wanhua Ding wasn’t omnipotent; pills with excessive toxicity could only be Mianqiang raised to average quality at best.

“For me, swallowing average-quality pills… might even be worse than sitting in meditation.”

“But I can keep them—for later sale… or to prove I’m an alchemist.”

“Once my skill improves and quality rises, I can refine them further with the Wanhua Ding—then I can consume them myself… surely accelerating my cultivation further.”

Fang Xing thought of his own cultivation.

After entering Qi Condensation Mid-stage, though breakthroughs weren’t as rapid as in the early stage, each meditation session brought noticeable progress in his spiritual power.

This was the terrifying power of a Heaven Spirit Root!

“Generally, Qi Condensation cultivators have the saying: ‘Sixty years to Foundation Establishment’—meaning one should ideally complete Foundation Establishment before age sixty. Yet many market cultivators remain stuck in Qi Condensation Mid-stage or even Early-stage past sixty—this is the tragedy of a low-grade mixed spirit root…”

“In the cultivation world, spirit roots are ranked: Low-grade, Mid-grade, High-grade, Earth-grade, Heaven-grade… with elemental purity determining efficiency. Low-grade mixed spirit root is the worst possible talent.”

“And I am a Heaven-grade single spirit root—the best talent, destined to become a Golden Core Ancestor.”

“Thus, without any cultivation techniques, spiritual veins, or pills, a typical low-grade spirit root struggles to reach Qi Condensation peak before sixty.”

“Mid-grade spirit roots have some hope.”

“High-grade spirit roots have strong potential to complete their foundational arts by thirty or forty—if aided by pills and spiritual veins, even faster!”

“Earth-grade spirit roots… I don’t know.”

“But my Heaven Spirit Root—even in this land without spiritual veins, without pills, merely absorbing spiritual energy from the void—will reach Qi Condensation Ninth Layer’s peak within three to four years…”

Fang Xing silently estimated his own cultivation speed.

“Yet I’m not an ordinary Heaven Spirit Root—I surpass even that. Besides, I possess a Golden Core cultivation technique—even the worst Golden Core technique is something most cultivators never see in a lifetime…”

“If I later refine flawless pills to assist, this speed will increase further.”

“In the Immortal Path, Foundation Establishment, purely by realm, is roughly equivalent to the Martial Path’s Outer Scene, isn’t it?”

“It seems comparable to my original body’s breakthrough speed…”

Yet now that he truly began cultivation, Fang Xing knew that even cultivators of the same realm could differ vastly in combat power.

“For now, I needn’t rush breakthroughs—I’ll let it unfold naturally.”

“My original body is nearly at Blue Star.”

Fang Xing’s eyes held anticipation.

…

Inside the spaceship cabin.

Fang Xing’s original body lay sleeping soundly.

After all, vanishing suddenly aboard a spaceship was like treating everyone aboard as fools!

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Thus, his original body remained here, merely shifting most of his attention to his cultivation clone.

Now he opened his eyes and arrived in the outside world.

“Boss, you’ve finally come out of seclusion?”

Song Jingang pointed out the window, face alight with excitement and awe: “Look—Blue Star has arrived!”