Jiang Ning arrived ho and glanced at the ti, it was two o'clock in the early morning.
He summoned a basin of water, ignited a fla to heat it, poured it over himself, then used a spell to dry his clothes.
Afterwards, Jiang Ning closed his eyes to rest and recuperate.
Half an hour later, his spiritual power was fully restored, and his heart felt a sense of tranquility.
The backpack lay open beside him, with layers of herbs sealed in plastic wrap. He gently waved his hand, and the herbs orderly flew out of the backpack, arraying before him.
Jiang Ning was preparing to refine 'Qi Gathering Pills', for the purpose of rapidly increasing his cultivation level.
Alchemy was a type of craftsmanship within the Cultivation World, akin to the many professions in the real world: doctors, chefs, engineers.
However, alchemy was difficult to master, requiring not only exceptional talent but also the consumption of vast resources.
A genuine alchemist, no matter where they went, would always be held in high regard.
Jiang Ning was not a professional alchemist, but back at the Luoyun Sect, he had several dedicated alchemists at his disposal. Out of curiosity, he had learned so alchemical techniques from them, and faced with a Nascent Soul Perfect Cultivator like himself, the alchemists certainly didn't dare to put on airs.
Therefore, Jiang Ning possessed the legacy of several Pill Masters.
Jiang Ning activated his mana, flicked a finger forward, and a straight beam of spirit fla shot out.
The pure white spirit fla danced, warping the space around it with mottled patterns. Spirit flas were different from ordinary flas, as they were evolved by cultivators using cultivation techniques or from the essence of rare and precious materials.
The most notable feature was the extrely high temperature, which could instantly lt tals.
If soone were touched by it, the spirit fla, using the human body as fuel, would reduce them to ashes within seconds.
An essential tool for murder and robbery, so desperate criminals often mastered a type of spirit fla.
In his past life, Jiang Ning had mastered over a dozen types of spirit flas, making him a professional when it ca to playing with fire.
Next, the refining of elixir pills required spirit flas, which were ford by spiritual power. When purifying the essence of the spirit grass, a transformation could occur, creating the conditions necessary for the production of elixir pills.
Jiang Ning watched the white spirit fla, then suddenly slapped downwards. Spiritual power ford into a shockwave, causing dozens of herbs to rise in the air.
As he watched the spirit grass in front of him, a hint of embarrassnt crossed Jiang Ning's face; he had forgotten that he was no longer the Nascent Soul True Monarch of his previous life. With his current Divine Sense, attempting extraction on multiple herbs at once would surely lead to disaster.
With that thought, the herbs fell back down, leaving only one green herb floating in the air.
His Divine Sense covered the herb, and with his profound knowledge of herbs, he instantly determined the age, quality, remaining dicinal effects of the herb, as well as the suitable spirit fla temperature and technique for extracting its essence.
Each detail was crucial to get right; otherwise, the elixir pills would be greatly diminished in effectiveness or even fail to be refined altogether.
Jiang Ning flicked a finger, and the spirit fla wrapped around the herb.
As soon as the herb made contact with the spirit fla, it burned like paper into a clump of green liquid, which rolled in the spirit fla, reflecting the bright moonlight from outside.
This was the mont that truly tested one's technique. If the spirit fla temperature was too high, the liquid would evaporate. If it was too low, the spirit grass wouldn't be properly refined. Only the right temperature permitted the spiritual power within the spirit fla to infuse into the liquid, creating a harmony of water and fire.
Jiang Ning concentrated fully on controlling the spirit fla, his Divine Sense closely encircling it.
Soon, black spots began to erge within the green liquid, appearing extrely jarring.
The spirit fla separated into a sharp needle-like form, piercing into the liquid to remove those black spots, which were impurities. If not removed, they would severely affect the alchemy process.
Black spots appeared one by one, and Jiang Ning removed them all, until finally, no more appeared within the liquid.
By now, the liquid had reduced to half its original size.
It was now as clear and sparkling as a gemstone, having undergone a qualitative transformation from its initial state.
This clump of liquid, which current human technology could not produce no matter what, was attained because it involved the domain of spiritual power.
This also ant the liquid was now qualified. Jiang Ning waved his fingers lightly, transferring the liquid to a position a bit further away.
He breathed a sigh of relief, picked up another herb, and began extracting its essence. This ti, the liquid ford from the herb was crimson red, reminiscent of droplets of blood.
Then ca the latter dozen or so spirit grasses, the whole process being extrely cumberso, testing one's ntal strength, mana, and Divine Sense.
By the ti all the spirit grasses had been extracted, various groups of dicine liquids and dicine dust were hovering in front of Jiang Ning.
So spirit grasses were dry, so after refinent, the essence was all contained within the dicine dust.
Next was the most skill-testing step in alchemy: the fusion into elixir pills.
Jiang Ning did not delay. His spiritual power fluttered as the dicine liquids followed a set sequence to rge. Soone inexperienced recklessly rging them would only ruin the dicine liquid.
When two groups of dicine liquid rged, the conflicting properties touched like hot oil on cold water, imdiately making a "sizzling" noise. In an instant, nurous black spots appeared.
Jiang Ning did not hesitate. His spirit fla ford needles, nine Spirit Fla Needles in a row, all aid towards the dicine liquid. With a gentle flick, he removed the impurities, his movents fluid and seamless.
Extre skill is indeed an art form. If Xue Yuantong had been there, he would certainly not dare claim he could do it as well as Jiang Ning.
With these thoughts in mind, Jiang Ning lightly smiled.
Groups of dicine liquids and dicine dust rged, steam rose, and the forming dicine liquid was the size of an egg or, perhaps more accurately, it was no longer just a liquid as it began to solidify and take on the shape of an elixir pill, often referred to as a dicine embryo.
Jiang Ning watched the last group of thick, milky dicine liquid in the air, which was the auxiliary dicine needed for the final Qi Gathering Pill.
"Enter!"
At Jiang Ning's command, the milky liquid covered the dicine embryo. As soon as they touched, a refreshing dicinal fragrance erupted, invigorating the spirit and bringing comfort to the body.
The dicinal scent lasted only a mont.
"Lock!"
Jiang Ning made use of a spell to lock in the fragrance, preventing the dicinal strength from dissipating.
He cast another magic formation and the originally egg-sized dicine embryo suddenly disassembled, scattering into twelve white dicine embryos.
The spirit fla swept them up, spinning rapidly, creating a fiery vortex.
The twelve white dicine embryos spun quickly within the vortex.
This step was called "polishing," aid at sealing in the dicinal strength and nurturing the dicine embryos to beco pills.
While continuing to spin, each of the dicine embryos gradually shrank until they were about the size of a fingertip.
The spirit fla finally extinguished, and the twelve Qi Gathering Pills hovered in midair, their surfaces flashing a white sheen, with a simple but ancient symbol inscribed on them. This was the unique signature of Jiang Ning, the Pill Master.
It signified the work of the 'Unfoolish' True Monarch Jiang Ning.
After admiring them for half a minute, Jiang Ning beckoned to an exquisitely white Jade Bottle on the table, which flew towards him, sucking in the pills one by one before being sealed with a stopper.
Only one Qi Gathering Pill remained, which Jiang Ning swallowed directly. The dicinal strength exploded, transforming into a surging spiritual power that flowed to his ridians, causing them to swell painfully.
After all, Jiang Ning possessed a Heavenly Spirit Root, making his efficiency in absorbing elixir pills extraordinarily high.
"This Qi Gathering Pill is about fifty percent less effective than those refined by the pill masters of the Luoyun Sect, not because my alchemical skills are inferior to theirs, but because Earth's dicinal herbs can't compare to those in the Cultivation World."
Even so, one pill was equivalent to three or four days of arduous practice. Taking one pill every day would an more than triple the cultivation speed.
If only it were a Qi Gathering Pill from the Cultivation World, it could provide at least seven tis the cultivation speed.
"If I want to speed up further, I'll have to focus more on the quality of the dicinal herbs." Jiang Ning already had so ideas in his mind.
While refining the dicinal strength, he pondered his future plans.
He could refine a batch of elixir pills with targeted effects, find a suitable spokesperson to introduce them to the market.
The Jiang Ning of the future knew all too well how enormous the profits from dicine could be, and the many fields it could cover: ophthalmology, beauty, hair growth – there wasn't a single direction that wouldn't allow him to amass a substantial fortune.
With such financial resources, he could purchase land, set up major formations to draw in the spiritual power of the world, and nurture dicinal herbs.
He, Jiang Ning, intended to use the resources of this world to create a Golden Core Cultivator from scratch.
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