Chapter 211: Shenyang Huaming Pill

Without realizing it, a long time passed again; the tremors within the stone chamber grew smaller and smaller, and slowly, an incomparably rich fragrance began to emanate.

At this moment, above the pill furnace, cyan-white Pill Clouds were also churning, within which a phantom cyan flower appeared and disappeared intermittently.

Xu Chen was completely enveloped by the thick medicinal vapor and cyan-white Pill Clouds rising from the pill furnace.

The intense fragrance made even him feel his Soul palpitate and his mouth water uncontrollably.

This medicinal fragrance was completely different from the scents he had smelled while refining pills in the past; it carried an extreme temptation, and an incomparably strong desire to consume it seemed to crawl out from the depths of his soul, urging him to swallow the pill furnace in one gulp.

Naturally, the crude stone door could not block this medicinal fragrance from leaking out.

Wisps of the strange medicinal fragrance permeated through the cracks in the door and spread into the corridor; the group of Feng clansmen sitting outside immediately became restless, and while their expressions changed drastically, they desperately opened their mouths and breathed hard, completely unable to control the agitation of their own Souls.

As this strange fragrance was inhaled into their bodies, everyone soon felt even more pleasantly surprised and excited.

This fragrance spread like a hot spring from their internal organs into their limbs, bones, and flesh, greatly diminishing the pain of the daily torment caused by the Blood Poison; it was even more effective than the cold mist of the Wangchuan Flower, especially for the few warriors with very clear Blood Poison Patterns, who began to shake their heads and moan with uncontrollable pleasure as if they were drunk.

The Elder and the Clan Leader tried their best to control their irrepressible excitement, and while they couldn't help but breathe in the fragrance deeply, they also released their powerful Soul auras to suppress the restlessness of all the clansmen, lest any of them be tempted by this strange fragrance to lose control of their Souls, break through the stone door, and ruin Xu Chen's medicine-making process.

At this point, they no longer doubted that Xu Chen was creating an unprecedented medicine that could awaken and even save the entire tribe.

"What great luck, to actually encounter a human who fell in from the Mortal World at the very moment we were about to be wiped out!"

The Elder felt deeply moved and emotional inside.

Although Xu Chen appeared young and his strength was not very high, his strange abilities were plain for the Feng clan to see.

In the short time he had been with the Feng clan, not only had he brought several extremely rare medicines, but he had also relied on simple methods to awaken more than ten dormant tribal powerhouses.

If he succeeded in making this medicine and could awaken the remaining dozen or so deeply dormant clansmen and the old Witch Master, then the Feng clan would never be able to repay this kindness.

How wonderful it would be if such a magical person could stay in the Feng clan forever!

For an instant, a thought suddenly arose in the Elder's heart, but soon, he forcibly suppressed it.

Although this thought was very tempting, it was also highly likely to cause the Feng clan to face the greatest crisis in its history.

Xu Chen might seem easy to talk to, but judging from their first interaction, he definitely had a personality that was very difficult to coerce.

The Feng clan absolutely had no confidence in being able to force him to stay.

And once they did so, there would be no possibility of reconciliation between the two, and they would inevitably become as incompatible as fire and water.

It was only a momentary fluctuation of thought, yet several drops of dark red sweat suddenly rolled down the Elder's forehead, and his face turned slightly pale.

The Clan Leader seemed to have the same thought; the two old men couldn't help but look at each other, and then both revealed a trace of a bitter smile.

The dissipating medicinal fragrance grew thicker and thicker; at this time, it could be smelled not only near the stone chamber where the pill was being refined, but as it slowly flowed along the corridor, a strange fragrance also began to permeate the hall where the Feng clansmen lived their daily lives, and soon the entire tribe was immersed in the temptation of this medicinal fragrance, unable to extricate themselves, and they all changed color and swarmed toward the Pill Refining Room, but in the end, they were all forcibly suppressed and even driven away by the Elder using his Soul power, and no one was allowed to approach within ten zhang of the Pill Refining Room.

This strange and intense medicinal fragrance lasted for a long time.

In this place without day or night, there was no specific time to refer to.

It was not until much later that the medicinal fragrance seeping from the stone chamber grew weaker, the continuous tremors inside grew smaller, and then gradually fell silent; and after a long time, just when the Elder and the Clan Leader thought the medicine-making had failed and couldn't help but want to open the stone door to go in and take a look, suddenly, after a loud, intense vibration inside, the door of the stone chamber was quickly pushed open by a burst of vital energy, and at the same time, Xu Chen's voice came out: "Elder and Clan Leader, come in!"

The two jumped up almost simultaneously and rushed in together, unable to wait a moment longer.

Inside the stone chamber, a thick medicinal fragrance and medicinal vapor like dense fog still permeated the air.

The cyan-white Pill Clouds had already disappeared.

However, a bronze pill furnace that was three feet tall in front of Xu Chen left the two of them incomparably shocked.

This object was exquisitely crafted, its surface covered with all kinds of strange patterns, and its structure was extremely complex; one look told them it was extraordinary.

"Is, is this also a Magic Treasure from your mortal world?" the Elder asked via voice transmission, his face full of surprise and excitement.

Xu Chen nodded slightly, his face looking a bit pale, and said: "That's right, this thing is called an Alchemist Furnace, used for synthesizing medicinal pills; it is one of my personal Magic Treasures."

"Then, did you succeed in making the medicine?" the Clan Leader asked anxiously.

Xu Chen opened his palm, in which lay five round and jade-like cyan-purple medicinal pills, slightly emitting Spirit Qi fluctuations, but with a white, misty radiance flickering and flowing on their surfaces.

"This is..."

Both old men had very powerful Soul strength and felt the extraordinary nature of these Spirit Pills almost simultaneously, but they had no understanding of how Xu Chen had achieved this, or what the actual effects of these Spirit Pills were.

Xu Chen stood up and smiled: "In the Mortal World, we call the medicine synthesized by this kind of Alchemist Furnace 'Spirit Pills'. This type of pill uses almost all the medicinal materials you provided, and I also added a magical Spirit Medicine I brought from the mortal world, which is how it was finally refined. I have given it a name: Shenyang Huaming Pill. There is no time to lose; let's go test the effects of this pill now. If it doesn't work, the task of awakening the remaining clansmen and the old Witch Master will likely have to be delayed for a very long time."

The two old men were overjoyed upon hearing this and hurriedly led the way, and so a large group of people crowded around Xu Chen and soon arrived once again at the stone cave where the dormant clansmen were housed.

Inside one of the opened stone chambers, that middle-aged man who had been half-saved was still lying in a crude Stone Coffin, looking tattered.

However, after the previous Taiyuan Soul-Entering Pill and Xu Chen's continuous treatment with white energy, the aura emanating from this middle-aged man was already quite strong, almost reaching the state of a moderately dormant person, and his Soul and vitality were already clearly discernible.

Xu Chen walked to the side of the coffin, his Divine Sense landing on the man, and as he felt the changes in him over this period, he discovered that without the continuous repair of the white energy, the new tissue was beginning to show signs of being corroded by Blood Poison and Underworld Qi, though the situation was not serious; the repaired internal organs, blood vessels, and Meridians were still relatively healthy, and they were all still continuously and slowly circulating blood and Qi, maintaining a faint vitality.

It seemed the previous rescue process had been very effective.

It was just unclear whether this pill, refined in such a haphazard way, would work.

Xu Chen poured a Spirit Pill from the Jade Bottle and fed it into the man's mouth, using vital energy to push it into his stomach, and then released his Divine Sense to monitor the state of the Spirit Pill. A moment later, a relaxed smile slowly appeared on his face.

The main ingredients of this Spirit Pill were all medicines produced in Minghuang, which indeed suited the constitution of the Nether Human Race; it actually began to actively emit medicinal power, with wisps of energy slowly seeping through the stomach into the internal organs, and then beginning to dissipate into the muscles and bones along with the circulation of blood and Qi in the Meridians.

And during the process of the medicinal power circulating, one could clearly see the Underworld Qi in the fascia along the way being annihilated by the white energy like sparks, and then new flesh slowly growing.

The process was very slow, but very steady.

The decomposition process of the Spirit Pill was also very slow; it was estimated that it would take several days or even more than ten days to be completely digested.

Xu Chen was not certain whether this one Spirit Pill could completely awaken the dormant man, but as long as it continued, he imagined that this body, which had been riddled with holes by Underworld Qi and Blood Poison, would be greatly repaired.

One must know that this Spirit Pill was not simple.

Just a single petal of the Wangchuan Flower released enough medicinal power to suppress the outbreak of Blood Poison in his body, which was completely unimaginable in the Feng clan of the past.

As for the other medicinal materials, they should also have different therapeutic effects for the unique constitution of the Feng clansmen.

And the Spirit Qi released by that Jinyang Fruit seemed to have a certain nourishing effect on the Soul and flesh.

The only worry at the moment was whether the man would lose too much intelligence after waking up, and whether he could return to normal.

But Xu Chen did not want to interfere with this repair process; he needed to verify the full effect of this Spirit Pill to collect enough information, and finally see if he had the confidence to resurrect the old Witch Master.

After all, that was his greatest reliance for escaping Minghuang.

In the time that followed, Xu Chen successively fed Taiyuan Soul-Entering Pills to four Feng clan warriors with different degrees of dormancy and used vital energy to help them refine them; once their Souls and vitality were slightly strengthened, he would infuse some white energy to stimulate the growth of their internal organs, Meridians, and blood vessels, and once they reached the level of having self-circulating blood and Qi, he would feed each of them another Shenyang Huaming Pill to observe slowly.

This process took about two days.

Afterward, Xu Chen had the Feng clansmen carefully observe and monitor the state of these five sleepers, while he himself began a round of closed-door cultivation.

Ever since entering Minghuang, he had never had a calm and complete cultivation session.

At least ten days had passed since arriving at the Feng clan, and between saving people and refining Spirit Pills, his Yuan Qi was severely depleted, with less than twenty percent remaining; therefore, he first needed to replenish his Yuan Qi to be prepared for any contingencies.

To save Spirit Pills as much as possible, he took out a Spirit Stone directly, used Yuan Qi to shatter it into Spirit Stone powder that filled the stone chamber, and without using a Gathering Yuan Array, he instead released a powerful burst of Yuan Qi to wrap around this powder, forcibly refining and absorbing the Spirit Qi within.

Cultivation in the Kaiyuan Realm relies mainly on Spirit Pills to assist in refining one's own essence to open up the Meridians and dantian.

In the Zhenyuan Realm, one can use Spirit Stones to set up a Gathering Yuan Array to assist cultivation; although the speed is slower than with Spirit Pills, it is continuous and stable.

After reaching the Danyuan Realm, one can cultivate directly using Spirit Stones, rapidly absorbing Spirit Qi to convert into Yuan Qi.

Although Xu Chen's realm was still only at the early stage of the Zhenyuan Realm, his Soul and physical strength were already fully capable of supporting him in directly absorbing Spirit Qi for cultivation.

It was just that this process was relatively painful.

(End of this chapter)