Immortal Techniques from Another World for Refining Mortal Elixirs

Wugou pointed his finger, tipped with a flickering flame, towards the “alchemy furnace.”

Inside, a sudden surge of heat instantly evaporated all traces of moisture. Soon, wisps of mist began to curl from the rim of the furnace lid.

The sky had already darkened. Due to the overcast weather at sea that day, Wugou’s dormitory appeared much dimmer than usual.

Before beginning his alchemy, Wugou had specifically instructed the two not to make a sound. This left Hua Youdie and Nian Yun’er hesitant to even light a lamp.

Consequently, the faint “flames” flickering within the furnace seemed strikingly real to them both.

“It’s, it’s actually real!”

Witnessing it firsthand, Hua Youdie finally confirmed the truth: Wugou possessed a “Five Elements Spiritual Root.”

‘Why would heaven allow such an anomalous individual to exist in this world?’

At this moment, Hua Youdie’s heart pounded with excitement.

He felt as though he was personally witnessing the birth of a miracle.

‘Perhaps, if I could become his friend, my family might be saved?’

Hua Youdie’s heart trembled, and he immediately ‘slapped’ himself mentally.

‘Hua Youdie, oh, Hua Youdie, where is your grand ambition? Didn’t you vow to revitalize your family through your own strength? How can you rely on another’s hands!’

While Hua Youdie was still lost in self-reproach, Wugou had already completed the first step of alchemy: “cleansing the furnace.”

Though the simplest, this step was also the most crucial.

Ordinary alchemists’ cauldrons were always multi-purpose.

Not everyone was like Tai Shang Laojun, using a different furnace for every type of pill.

Anyone knew that being an “alchemist” was an extremely expensive endeavor. Otherwise, alchemists would not be so revered in the world.

Even during the great calamity of the human realm eight hundred years ago, various sects strictly forbade alchemists from personally engaging in battle.

Fortunately, the “alchemy furnace” Hua Youdie had inadvertently “brought back” was exceptionally unique. It contained no stubborn residue that would be difficult to burn away.

Wugou completed this step with ease.

Against the backdrop of the night, the outer walls of the “alchemy furnace” glowed intensely red.

Sensing the opportune moment, Wugou flicked a dried purple flower bud, which he had prepared on his left, precisely into the “furnace.”

‘What precise control!’ Hua Youdie inwardly exclaimed. He knew he was utterly incapable of such a feat at present.

He would likely need to reach the Foundation Establishment stage, significantly boost his cultivation, and gain greater mastery over his body before he could achieve this level with his family’s inherited “Star-Plucking Hand.”

No sooner had the purple flower entered the furnace than Wugou continued without a moment’s pause.

His outstretched right hand gave a slight tremor. Inside the furnace, the flames instantly coalesced into a small “fire snake.”

The purple flower, upon contact with the “fire snake,” transformed into a cloud of gas.

As soon as the gas cloud formed, another black herbal root was dropped in.

“Hiss~”

A soft hiss emanated from within the “furnace.” Stimulated by the herb, a cluster of flames suddenly erupted from the mouth of the “furnace.”

This startled Nian Yun’er, who was sitting closer. Yet, Nian Yun’er reacted swiftly.

Her hands flew to cover her mouth before she could utter a sound. Nian Yun’er stole a glance at Wugou beside her.

Seeing that he remained as composed as before, she felt a slight sense of relief, knowing she hadn’t disturbed him.

All the various herbs gradually diminished as Wugou continuously added them, until none remained.

The flames within the “furnace” flickered, rising and falling with each addition of herbs. Nian Yun’er’s little heart tightened and loosened in rhythm with the flames.

Nian Yun’er unconsciously bit her lower lip. After a while, her pretty little mouth even began to turn pale.

‘It must succeed!’

Nian Yun’er clasped her small hands over her chest, her face etched with tension.

The second step of alchemy, “dissolving the herbs,” was perfectly completed. Wugou’s right hand maintained its previous posture.

With his left hand, he retrieved a “Marching Pill” that he had ‘stolen’ from the Alchemy Pavilion.

Wugou had long since mastered the steps of alchemy. By this stage, the remaining true qi within Wugou’s body was nearly depleted.

This “Marching Pill” was absolutely essential!

Hua Youdie naturally noticed the pill in Wugou’s hand. A brief thought was enough for him to recognize it.

‘A Marching Pill!’

Alas, before he could utter a word to stop him, the “Marching Pill” had already slid down Wugou’s throat.

‘This… Brother Wugou has gone to such lengths for me! This stuff is potent, but it’s addictive! Wugou, being an alchemist, should know the harms of these Marching Pills, so why would he still…’

It was only when the wind began to stir within the room that Hua Youdie understood: Wugou’s true qi was insufficient.

Marching Pills not only allowed one to forgo food but also gathered qi—so that was it. ‘Brother Wugou, Hua Youdie feels unworthy of this kindness…’

Wugou, of course, was oblivious to Hua Youdie’s wild conjectures. At this moment, the third step of alchemy, “melting the pills,” demanded extreme endurance.

It was fortunate that Wugou was both highly skilled and daring. The speed at which true qi transformed within his body was astonishingly fast, and his true qi reserves were several times greater than an ordinary person’s.

Now, with the aid of the “Marching Pill,” he naturally proceeded without any major scares.

Wugou swiftly gathered the true qi he had just converted within his body. Without hesitation, he channeled it all into the fingers of his right hand.

With abundant true qi as his backing, the flames within the “furnace” naturally grew more unruly.

In an instant, the “fire snake” dispersed, transforming into countless clusters of flame.

Under Wugou’s precise “Fire Control Art,” the herbs, whether scorched into gas clouds or refined into liquid droplets, were all enveloped in the span of a single breath.

Seeing that everything was proceeding smoothly, Wugou immediately used his left hand to firmly support his right.

Simultaneously, aided by the pill’s potency, the qi vortex within him spun frantically, continuously extracting vital essence from Wugou’s body.

Once another surge of abundant true qi had formed, Wugou withdrew his fingers.

His left hand and right hand firmly clasped together. Within the “furnace,” countless fire clusters immediately churned.

In an instant, they merged into a single entity.

Wugou let out another forceful shout: “Condense!”

Under the pressure of his true qi, the gathered fire cluster grew smaller and smaller.

Wugou’s palm began to tremble violently. Indeed, forcibly refining pills in the Qi Refining stage was no easy task.

Seeing Wugou’s strained appearance, both Nian Yun’er and Hua Youdie beside him felt a surge of anxiety.

However, they were both novices, and Wugou hadn’t asked for their help. At this moment, they could only stand by, silently cheering Wugou on in their hearts.

‘Hmph! If I can’t refine such a simple pill, how will I face Tai Shang Laojun when I return to the heavens at eighteen?’

Wugou, too, felt a surge of indignation. The true qi he sent into the “furnace” was coming in trickles, like an old man peeing.

‘Damn it, I don’t care anymore!’

With a resolute heart, Wugou actually began to circulate the immortal cultivation technique from his previous life, the “Pure Yang True Art”!

This “Pure Yang True Art” was an immortal cultivation method that his master, Pure Yang Ancestor Lu Dongbin, had comprehended only after several centuries of ascending to immortality.

As Pure Yang Ancestor Lu Dongbin’s secluded disciple, Wugou’s swift achievement of the Great Luo Golden Body shortly after ascending to the Immortal Realm was largely thanks to the “Pure Yang True Art.”

Yet, when Wugou cultivated this art then, he possessed an immortal body! Pure Yang Ancestor Lu Dongbin, when comprehending this method, had never imagined Wugou would one day be reborn and transmigrate.

For Wugou, everything in this world was like the dawn of chaos. The path ahead was entirely shrouded in mist!

“Turn, damn you!”

Wugou’s loud roar made Nian Yun’er’s delicate body tremble. Hua Youdie naturally understood that Wugou had reached a crucial moment.

After a brief thought, he bowed slightly and quietly moved closer to Wugou. If Wugou were to face danger soon, he would undoubtedly have to use all his strength to protect him.

But before he had taken two steps, a fierce gale suddenly erupted within the room!

‘This, this spiritual energy fluctuation!’

Before Hua Youdie could even exclaim, his eyes bulged slightly as he saw a peculiar, gigantic cloud of qi suddenly appear behind Wugou.

‘Spiritual energy gathering like a physical entity, what exactly has Wugou done?!’

Hua Youdie’s mouth hung slightly open, the scene before him had left him utterly speechless with shock. What was happening to Wugou had completely transcended his understanding.

With spiritual energy so abundant, Wugou felt a refreshing coolness spread across his back, almost making him cry out. Yet, having once been an immortal, he certainly possessed this level of composure.

It didn’t take long for Wugou to attempt to guide the spiritual energy into his body. However, the spiritual energy was blocked outside Wugou’s body; not a single wisp could enter.

‘As expected, it’s not that easy.’

Wugou chuckled self-deprecatingly. Having just successfully gathered spiritual energy, if he could force such a vast and potent amount into his body, he likely wouldn’t need to cultivate this world’s “Immortal Cultivation Methods” at all.

Nevertheless, all of this was still within Wugou’s expectations.

Wugou swiftly formed a small hand seal with his left hand. The spiritual energy behind him immediately bypassed Wugou’s small body, converging entirely into his hand.

Gathering spiritual energy externally!

The “Pure Yang True Art” truly thrived in this world abundant with spiritual energy. Originally a cultivation method for manipulating the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it could actually operate so smoothly even in the mortal realm of this world.

With this solid “backup,” Wugou’s heart was entirely devoid of worry. He decisively expelled all the remaining “true qi” from the furnace.

At the same time, he frantically forced spiritual energy into it.

“Condense!”

Wugou roared once more. Indeed, under the compression of such heavenly and earthly power, the “fire cluster” was swiftly submerged before it could even struggle.

‘It’s done!’

Wugou was overjoyed, his delight evident on his face. Nian Yun’er and Hua Youdie had been closely watching Wugou’s expressions since the beginning.

Seeing Wugou’s radiant smile, both let out a soft sigh of relief, their anxious hearts finally settling.

Finally, it was time for the last step: “collecting the pill.”

Beginners often became incredibly nervous at this stage. Alchemists frequently depleted their true qi in the initial steps of alchemy, leaving their focus and energy at their lowest.

Yet, collecting the pill required true qi to carefully nourish the freshly formed elixir, a process that could not tolerate the slightest carelessness. A single slip-up could ruin all previous efforts.

Wugou, however, had no such concerns. Using spiritual energy instead of true qi earlier had already significantly eased Wugou’s burden.

As for his energy? The sleep he’d gotten over the past month wasn’t for nothing!

Wugou casually lifted the “furnace” lid, and the pill inside abruptly shot out.

Nian Yun’er, with her limited experience, thought the pill was escaping and nearly jumped to her feet in alarm.

Hua Youdie, having at least witnessed some low-level alchemists refine pills, understood that Wugou was about to collect it.

Still, he had never seen such an “uninhibited” method of pill collection as Wugou’s. Yet, seeing Wugou’s composed expression, utterly devoid of tension, he presumed Wugou was confident.

Indeed, before the two observers could get a clear look, in the blink of an eye, Wugou made a few swift gestures in the air where the pill had been, and it vanished without a trace.

“It’s, it’s done?”

Hua Youdie asked cautiously. Wugou turned his head to see Nian Yun’er beside him also looking expectant, so he no longer kept them in suspense.

He smiled faintly at them both and slowly extended his right hand. Hua Youdie and Nian Yun’er both stared intently.

Not until Wugou’s clenched right fist gently opened. A delicate pill fragrance wafted out.

A finger-sized, azure “pill” rolled gently on Wugou’s palm. The pill had a lustrous sheen, with a faint white stripe winding across its center.

This was the mark of a perfectly refined pill.

A first-grade pill pattern.