To refine pills, one must ignite a pill fire; this is the prerequisite to becoming an alchemist.
In his previous life, Ye Yunfei had been one of the most renowned alchemists in the Primordial World, hailed as the Alchemy Venerable.
The Emperor Pills he refined had once stirred up storms of blood within the martial world, sparking frenzied competition among countless cultivators that resulted in innumerable casualties!
However, at present, Ye Yunfei was only at the Body Tempering Third Level. Forget refining Emperor Pills; just igniting a pill fire would likely require considerable effort.
“The Tri-Life Mystic Fire Art it is!”
Within his mind, Ye Yunfei swiftly recalled all the various methods he possessed for igniting and nurturing pill flames before finally deciding to cultivate the Tri-Life Mystic Fire Art.
Ye Yunfei immediately sat cross-legged, gathered his energies into his core, sank his qi into his dantian, and slowly guided the Yuan Power within his body to circulate along specific meridian pathways.
“Gather the primal energy of all things, converge it into my form, fuse it with my essence, qi, and spirit, and ignite my pill flame…”
Ye Yunfei chanted the art's incantation, guiding the primal energy inside him.
At the same time, the Spiritual Qi in the surrounding atmosphere seemed to be drawn, rapidly converging towards Ye Yunfei's body and being absorbed.
Half an hour later.
“Ignite!”
Ye Yunfei suddenly extended his middle finger and gave a light shout.
In an instant, a translucent, pale red flame could be seen slowly emerging and gently dancing on the tip of his middle finger.
It resembled a delicate red flower!
“The Tri-Life Mystic Fire Art truly lives up to its reputation as one of the world's top-tier flame-conjuring arts. It hasn't disappointed me.
However, a pill fire this weak can only barely refine some low-grade rubbish Spirit Pills.”
Ye Yunfei shook his head and sighed.
If any other alchemist in the world knew that someone had ignited a pill fire in just half an hour, they would probably be scared stiff on the spot.
Why were alchemists in the world so scarce and precious?
Precisely because the prerequisite for becoming an alchemist was igniting a pill fire.
But igniting a pill fire was exceptionally difficult. One had to possess the corresponding talent!
Countless alchemy apprentices devoted themselves to bitter cultivation, only to fail to ignite a pill fire in the end due to insufficient talent, never becoming alchemists in their entire lives!
Take the Great Qin Empire, for example. Its population numbered at least several billion, if not over ten billion.
Yet, the number of alchemists was less than a thousand!
This showed how difficult igniting a pill fire was.
After igniting the pill fire, Ye Yunfei aimed his middle finger at the pill cauldron placed before him and flicked lightly.
“Ignite!”
With Ye Yunfei's light shout, that pale red flame shot into the pill cauldron.
*Poof…*
Raging flames erupted within the cauldron.
“A Third-grade Profound Origin Pill—to think that such a low-level, rubbish Spirit Pill requires a grand figure like me, the Alchemy Venerable of a generation, to personally refine it.”
Ye Yunfei couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile.
“However, given my current cultivation realm, it seems I can only refine such low-level Spirit Pills.”
Ye Yunfei sighed again.
One had to remember that Ye Yunfei was known as the Alchemy Venerable in the Primordial World. Mere Third-grade Spirit Pills were indeed utterly rubbish in his eyes.
“Alright, let's begin.”
Ye Yunfei muttered to himself, scooping up a medicinal herb and tossing it into the pill cauldron where fierce flames raged.
Then, with consummate skill, Ye Yunfei continuously threw herbs into the cauldron one after another in a specific order.
Simultaneously, he precisely controlled the flame within the cauldron to maintain the perfect intensity.
After all the herbs were added, the next steps were liquefaction, liquid convergence, pill condensation…
Ye Yunfei's movements were incredibly smooth and proficient, like flowing clouds and running water—effortless, casual, and even filled with an artistic sense of grace and beauty.
It was no joke; in his previous life, Ye Yunfei had refined many Emperor Pills. Refining some low-level Spirit Pills now was naturally a breeze for him.
Within the room, the aroma of medicinal pills grew richer and richer.
Two hours later.
“Pill completion!”
Ye Yunfei suddenly gave a light shout and slapped the pill cauldron.
*Swish, swish, swish!*
Three Spirit Pills shot out from the cauldron and landed in Ye Yunfei's palm.
“Hmm, the grade of these three Profound Origin Pills is barely acceptable. All three are of superior quality. A pity they didn't reach perfection.”
Ye Yunfei examined them and spoke to himself.
Spirit Pills had four grades of quality: inferior, medium, superior, and perfect.
Ye Yunfei placed one of the Profound Origin Pills into a small vial, exited the room, and instructed Xiaoyue to deliver it to his father immediately.
“With this Profound Origin Pill, I believe Father can quickly break through to the Late Stage Earth Realm.”
Ye Yunfei naturally had full confidence in the Spirit Pills he refined.
“However, refining just three Profound Origin Pills actually took two hours. This body of mine now is truly ridiculously weak.
It seems I need to hurry and rapidly increase my spiritual power level.”
Ye Yunfei lamented.
“Second-grade True Spirit Pills it is.
They are the most suitable for my current state.
Spirit Pills that are too high-grade would be unusable for me instead.”
Ye Yunfei returned to the room, sat cross-legged before the pill cauldron, and murmured to himself.
Thus, Ye Yunfei began refining pills once more.
This time, he refined Second-grade True Spirit Pills.
Another two hours passed.
“Pill completion!”
Ye Yunfei extended his hand and slapped the cauldron.
*Swish, swish, swish…*
One Spirit Pill after another continuously shot out from the cauldron, landing before Ye Yunfei.
This batch of Second-grade True Spirit Pills yielded a total of ten pills, a result Ye Yunfei deemed somewhat satisfactory.
“All are of superior quality.”
Ye Yunfei picked up a True Spirit Pill, examined it, and spoke to himself.
“There are still enough medicinal herbs. Let's refine two more batches.”
Ye Yunfei glanced at the pile of herbs beside him.
At Lingzhen Pavilion, Ye Yunfei had purchased herbs worth over ten thousand Spirit Crystals—a considerable quantity.
Thus, Ye Yunfei proceeded to consecutively refine two more batches of True Spirit Pills.
Each batch yielded ten pills.
In this way, Ye Yunfei refined a total of thirty True Spirit Pills.
“My internal spiritual power is nearly depleted.”
Ye Yunfei's face was pale. Feeling that his internal spiritual power had been completely drained, he shook his head and sighed.
“Alright, time to break through realms.”
Ye Yunfei picked up a True Spirit Pill, tossed it into his mouth, and began circulating the Nine-Yang Scripture.
Immediately, the Spiritual Qi in the surrounding atmosphere was attracted, beginning to swirl and howl as it converged towards Ye Yunfei's body.
A few minutes later, Ye Yunfei picked up another True Spirit Pill and placed it in his mouth.
Thereafter, every few minutes, Ye Yunfei swallowed another True Spirit Pill.
Until, in one breath, he had eaten twenty!
Not to mention someone at the mere Body Tempering Third Level; even an Earth Realm expert would never dare to consume True Spirit Pills in such a manner, or they would directly explode and die!
But Ye Yunfei acted as if he were eating candy, completely unaffected!
This was because Ye Yunfei still retained a trace of the Heavenly Emperor's Soul Power, which could suppress the medicinal potency of these twenty True Spirit Pills and prevent bodily explosion.
At a certain moment.
*Boom! Boom! Boom!*
Three heavy, rumbling sounds resonated within Ye Yunfei's body. A surge of powerful spiritual power erupted from his form, shaking the room's tables, chairs, tea tables, bed, and other furniture until they wobbled.
“Body Tempering Sixth Level.”
Ye Yunfei opened his eyes, moderately satisfied with this outcome.
He had broken through three levels in one go!
Such a speed of advancement would be absolutely shocking if spoken of.
“Alright, let's test exactly how much Soul Power I still retain.”
Within the room, as Ye Yunfei's words fell, a peculiar energy fluctuation was released from his head.
Immediately, the entire room seemed to grow heavy; even the air appeared to thicken, creating a sense of oppression.
An inexplicable pressure enveloped the entire room.
“This level of Soul Power is pathetically weak.”
Ye Yunfei revealed a bitter smile.
“However, it should be barely enough for me to cultivate the Soul-Devouring Needle.”
Ye Yunfei murmured to himself.
The Soul-Devouring Needle was a low-grade Soul-Type martial art, perfectly suited to Ye Yunfei's current level of Soul Power.
In the world, Soul-Type martial arts were exceedingly rare.
However, as a former Heavenly Emperor, Ye Yunfei had dabbled in all kinds of cultivation methods and martial arts.
The Soul-Devouring Needle was a technique he had acquired by chance.
Thus, Ye Yunfei began cultivating the Soul-Devouring Needle.
Time flew by.
In the blink of an eye, two days had passed.
“Finally mastered it.”
Inside the room, Ye Yunfei opened his eyes.
*Swish!*
An intangible flying needle, condensed from Soul Power, shot out from between his brows and circled around his head, dancing gracefully.
“The Ye Family's clan gathering will begin soon, right?
To contend for the position of family head, Ye Zhongnian will definitely pull out all stops to deal with my father during this gathering.
However, I'm afraid he's in for a disappointment.”
Ye Yunfei retrieved the Soul-Devouring Needle, gave a cold smile, and walked out of the room.