Chapter 1317
The Witch's Temptation, Obtained Without Any Effort!
Ye Yang looked focused and flicked his finger.
A wisp of pure white flame fell into the furnace chamber of the Qiankun Creation Furnace.
This is the "Samadhi True Fire," which is transformed from his Daoist power of refining emptiness and the essence of water.
The resulting elixirs were far more effective than those made from ordinary earth fire.
At this moment, as the Samadhi Fire was poured in, the bronze alchemy furnace began to emit a deep hum.
The runes engraved on the furnace body lit up one by one, and a wave of heat spread outwards.
Ye Yang closed his eyes slightly, but his consciousness had already merged with the alchemy furnace.
Every slight change in temperature inside the furnace was clearly reflected in his mind.
"rise!"
He gave a soft shout, and a calming herb in front of him floated up and fell into the alchemy furnace.
"Shoot..."
Almost instantly, the Tranquilizing Grass was transformed into a pool of emerald green liquid by the Samadhi True Fire.
All impurities were burned away, leaving only the purest medicinal properties.
Ye Yang remained expressionless as he formed hand seals, sending streams of spiritual light into the alchemy furnace.
His movements were fluid and natural, without a trace of artifice.
One by one, the medicinal herbs were precisely placed into the furnace in a specific order.
Stardust, Nine-Rank Lotus Platform, Rootless Water...
Each addition of a medicinal herb caused a violent churning of the liquid within the alchemy furnace.
Different medicinal properties collide and merge with each other, sometimes violent, sometimes docile.
Ye Yang's consciousness was like an invisible giant hand.
Through constant harmonization and guidance, the violent force is tamed and gradually integrated according to its own will.
This is an extremely mentally taxing process.
Time slips away unnoticed.
One day, two days... ten days...
Inside the cave, Ye Yang remained seated cross-legged, motionless.
Only the occasional hand gestures and the fine beads of sweat on his forehead revealed the difficulty of this alchemy process.
The medicinal liquid inside the Qiankun Creation Furnace.
It has gradually transformed from its initial vibrant colors into a hazy blue halo, within which the faint silhouette of a lotus flower floats and emanates a refreshing and calming fragrance.
Dan is about to be made.
This step is the most crucial of all.
Ye Yang took a deep breath, his eyes snapped open, and his gaze became piercing.
"Congeal!"
He uttered a single word, his hands forming a profound hand seal, and poured all the primordial spiritual power within his body into the alchemy furnace.
"Buzz!"
The Qiankun Creation Furnace trembled violently, and the furnace lid made a "bang" sound.
It was as if something was about to burst forth from the furnace.
The azure halo rapidly contracted, and the lotus phantom within it became increasingly solid.
A rich fragrance of elixir wafted from the cracks in the alchemy furnace, almost solidifying, and lingered within the cave.
"open!"
The furnace lid flew off with a thud, and a beam of blue light shot into the sky, crashing straight into the cave wall above, producing a crisp sound.
Ye Yang was prepared. With a wave of his sleeve, a gentle force enveloped the azure light and slowly pulled it back to him.
As the light faded, a pill the size of a longan, entirely emerald green, floated quietly in his palm.
On the surface of the elixir, a pattern of a nine-tiered lotus platform naturally formed.
It exudes a spiritual aura, and the fragrance of herbs permeates the senses, making one feel refreshed and invigorated.
"The Azure Lotus Curse Pill is complete."
Ye Yang nodded in satisfaction.
This batch of pills took him nearly a month to prepare.
But the result was gratifying. Not only was the appearance of the pill perfect, but more importantly, through this refining process, he gained a deeper understanding of the refining techniques for high-level pills.
My energy and spirit have also been adjusted to their peak state.
He stored the Azure Lotus Curse-Transforming Pill in a jade bottle, but did not immediately begin refining the Thunder Yang Treasure Pill.
Instead, he sat in meditation for three more days, thoroughly digesting and absorbing his insights into alchemy, and his mind returned to a state of clarity.
After doing all this, he finally stood up.
With a solemn expression, he took out the jade bottle containing the Yi Wood Divine Water, as well as all the other spiritual herbs needed to refine the Thunder Yang Elixir.
This time, the real challenge is yet to come.
Lei Yang Bao Dan is a top-grade elixir, but it is particularly potent and masculine.
It must be based on the most yang elixir, and then mixed with yin fluid. If you are not careful, the medicinal properties will go out of control, ruining the elixir and injuring the person.
Ye Yang spread out all the spiritual herbs one by one, brushing his fingertips over each one, and carefully probing with his divine sense to confirm that there was no damage whatsoever.
The leaves of the Crimson Flame Grass are fiery red, with a faint flame flowing between the veins.
"The Thunder Yang Elixir is as fierce as thunder. It needs to be tempered by the Samadhi True Fire and suppressed by the Yi Wood Divine Water. It also requires precise control of the fire, adding the medicine in seven batches and condensing the elixir in three batches. Not a single step can be wrong."
Ye Yang muttered to himself, his expression even more focused than when he was refining the Azure Lotus Curse Pill.
His aura also calmed down, and even the spiritual energy flowing in the cave seemed to be drawn by his mind, slowly converging towards the Qiankun Creation Furnace.
He flicked his finger again, and this time, the Samadhi Fire was not just a wisp.
Instead, three strands intertwined and fell into the furnace in a triangular pattern.
The pure white flames suddenly surged, and the runes on the furnace body lit up even faster than before. This time, the light that shone was not azure, but a dazzling crimson.
Ye Yang closed his eyes slightly and his consciousness once again sank into the alchemy furnace.
This time, his divine sense was more condensed than before, like a fine net that enveloped every inch of space inside the furnace.
"enter!"
As the soft shout faded, Ye Yang flicked his finger, and the Crimson Flame Grass flew up first, landing steadily in the alchemy furnace. Unlike the Tranquilizing Grass, the Crimson Flame Grass landed in the furnace the instant...
It did not immediately dissolve, but instead merged with the Samadhi Fire, producing a soft "boom" sound.
……
Flying Gate, Main Peak Hall.
Gu Xuan and Yan Qingying are playing chess, with black and white pieces crisscrossing on the board.
"Senior Brother Ye has been in seclusion for a month now, I wonder what it's for."
Yan Qingying placed a piece and said softly.
She was dressed in white, her temperament as aloof as the moon, yet her brows held a hint of concern.
Gu Xuan held the black piece in his hand and pondered for a moment.
"Master Ye's cultivation is extraordinary, and he acts according to his own methods. We should just wait patiently."
Although he said that, his gaze occasionally drifted towards the direction of Ye Yang's cave, clearly indicating that he was not entirely without concern.
Just then, something unexpected happened!
The entire main peak of the Flying Gate trembled slightly without warning.
Immediately afterwards, an indescribable surge of powerful spiritual energy, like a giant dragon awakening, soared into the sky from the direction of Ye Yang's secluded cave!
"Boom!"
Above the sky, the wind and clouds changed color.
The once clear sky was instantly enveloped by an endless vortex of spiritual energy.
At the center of that vortex was Ye Yang's cave dwelling.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth from all directions, like rivers flowing into the sea, frantically converged in that direction.
The spiritual energy was so dense that it almost liquefied, forming a spiritual rain that swept across the entire mountain gate, gently falling down.
The medicinal herbs and remedies in the mountains grow at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Some birds and beasts that had gained sentience greedily absorbed this pure energy, their auras rising steadily.
"This is……"
Gu Xuan and Yan Qingying suddenly stood up, their chess pieces falling to the ground without them noticing.
The two looked at each other and saw incredulous shock and ecstasy in each other's eyes.
"What astonishing medicinal energy! It contains pure, fiery power of thunder, and a vast, ocean-like life force..."
Gu Xuan murmured in a daze, for his cultivation was the highest and his feelings were the most genuine.
"This...this is refining a precious pill for the Tribulation Dao Realm!"
Yan Qingying's beautiful eyes sparkled with excitement as she spoke.
"This aura, without a doubt, is from the Thunder Yang Treasure Pill!"
"A wondrous phenomenon has appeared upon the completion of the elixir, and spiritual energy has been generated! It's a success!"
Gu Xuan's voice trembled slightly.
The two stood side by side in front of the hall, gazing at the center of the vortex of spiritual energy, their faces filled with undisguised joy.
On the other side, inside the secret room.
A chilling, bone-chilling aura suddenly spread from the depths of the furnace.
This violent aura collided violently with the pure Yang energy within the furnace, producing a hissing sound.
The chilling aura did not come from the outside world, but rather from a gap in Ye Yang's own mind.
This was the demonic influence of heaven and earth that was stirred up when Lei Yang's precious pill was completed.
A celestial demon has been born, and the Tribulation of Pills has arrived!
Ye Yang felt a buzzing sound in his mind.
His consciousness was instantly enveloped by a chaotic and alluring power.
His tightly closed eyes suddenly snapped open, but the clarity they once held was gone, replaced by a look of bewilderment.
His spiritual energy suddenly became chaotic, and his hands, which were forming hand seals, froze in mid-air.
The crimson light within the furnace immediately began to churn violently, and the thunderous roar became ferocious, as if it were about to break free of its restraints and be destroyed.
"Son!"
Just now.
A soft, seductive call came from the void, the sweet voice like spring water seeping into the heart and soul, making one's body weak and mind sway.
Ye Yang composed himself and looked up.
Inside the cave, the once empty space was now filled with countless graceful figures.
These figures all resembled witches, each with a slender figure, snow-white skin, and captivating charm in their eyes and brows.
Some wore crimson gauze dresses, their breasts partially exposed, and their skirts swaying, exuding a bewitching and alluring charm.
Some were dressed in light purple silk skirts, their eyes sparkling with spring, and they carried a glass cup in their hands, filled with dark red nectar that emitted an alluring fragrance.
Others stood barefoot, their black hair cascading down their waists, their smiles charming, their legs long and slender. As they walked over, their plump buttocks were pert and their eyes held a captivating allure.
At this moment, the chilly atmosphere mingled with their delicate fragrance.
It formed a strange and alluring power, constantly eroding Ye Yang's mind.
"Young master, you've worked hard refining pills for so long, please take a rest!"
A witch dressed in pink stepped forward, her voice so soft it could melt water, and reached out her fair and slender hand to stroke Ye Yang's cheek.
Ye Yang froze, and countless soft, seductive whispers instantly echoed in his mind.
"Young master, look at this Thunder Yang Elixir. It's so difficult to refine. The slightest mistake could ruin the elixir and injure people. Why bother?"
Another witch, carrying a glass cup, walked up to Ye Yang, her skirt lightly brushing against his knees.
"Why not have a drink with us, and then live a carefree life? Wouldn't that be better?"
As soon as he finished speaking, countless witches echoed his words, their soft, seductive singing and charming laughter intertwining, constantly assaulting Ye Yang's mental defenses.
The moment that figure appeared.
The crimson light inside the furnace churned more violently, and the thunderous roar grew louder, as if it were about to explode at any moment.
Just as the pink-clad witch's fingertips were about to touch his cheek, a sword-like light suddenly shone between Ye Yang's brows.
"evil creature!"
A cold shout burst from Ye Yang's mouth.
His voice was hoarse yet carried an undeniable authority, like a thunderclap, instantly overshadowing all the witches' soft whispers.
He abruptly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the dazed look in them had vanished. (End of Chapter)