Celestial Refining Divine Scripture

A remote small village with over three hundred households, and it has six True Immortals!

At least in Xu Yang’s eyes, this was already astonishing.

Afterward, Xu Yang subtly probed for more information about Ancient Immortals and Devil Immortals.

Bai Zhou had likewise never heard of them.

Once he understood the general situation, Xu Yang let out a long breath.

Although his current circumstances weren’t great, what he’d learned about the Immortal Realm did put his mind at ease somewhat.

It’s a pity that they...

Xu Yang forcefully dispelled his sorrow—perhaps they’re not dead yet, and he might have a chance to see them again one day.

"Mr. Xu, are you also going to the Black Fire Immortal Mountain later?" Bai Zhou asked.

"What place is the Black Fire Immortal Mountain?"

"Mr. Xu, you don’t know?"

Xu Yang shook his head slightly.

Bai Zhou’s face flashed with amazement, then quickly explained, "Black Fire Immortal Mountain is a powerful Immortal Sect that occupies hundreds of thousands of miles of territory in the Northern Province, with countless disciples. Among the strongest, there are many Golden Immortals."

"In our village, those of us who are around the same age all train by Mr. Lu’s side, and then head to Black Fire Immortal Mountain to participate in the entrance examinations. If we can become disciples of Black Fire Immortal Mountain, that’s soaring into the heavens."

Xu Yang saw that Bai Zhou’s eyes were full of longing and expectation.

Black Fire Immortal Mountain, Golden Immortals?

"Are Golden Immortals the strongest they have?"

"I think so."

That doesn’t seem all that impressive either.

Xu Yang secretly muttered. True Immortal, Celestial Immortal, Golden Immortal, Saint Immortal, and above that, Daluo Immortal.

But this is only the First Heaven of the Immortal Realm—Black Fire Immortal Mountain should at least be quite powerful in the Northern Province.

Even though he didn’t yet understand the outside world fully, comparing it to the layout in the Spirit Realm, if it was even two or three parts similar, he could already make a few guesses—the difference couldn’t be that drastic.

"Black Fire Immortal Mountain isn’t a bad place to go."

Right now, he didn’t have many choices.

Finding an Immortal Sect to join was undoubtedly the best option.

But there was a prerequisite: he had to shake off Lu Chuan!

Would Lu Chuan let him go to Black Fire Immortal Mountain?

No chance in hell!

Xu Yang sneered inwardly. So goes human nature.

The "third-level Immortal Weapon" he got from Xu Yang’s hands was actually a Daluo Immortal Artifact.

For an Immortal Sect like Black Fire Immortal Mountain, even calling it a top-tier treasure wouldn’t be an exaggeration.

If he let Xu Yang go, then told the experts at Black Fire Immortal Mountain, wouldn’t Lu Chuan be doomed?

Even in the future, if Xu Yang became powerful and came back for revenge, the outcome would be the same.

No one in his position would possibly let him leave safely.

If he wanted to get rid of Lu Chuan, he’d have to make a move.

Fight to the death!

Once the thought was set, Xu Yang actually felt a bit more relaxed.

Nothing more—just a fight for his life, that’s all!

"Bai Zhou, are there any Alchemists in the village?"

"Alchemists? Definitely not. The nearby villages have no qualifications to have an Alchemist—only the larger cities and Immortal Sects have them. The Immortal Elixirs we need are all purchased from the cities."

"Sometimes there are also merchant caravans from the cities passing through selling them!"

Xu Yang’s eyes flashed and he grinned: "Then do you have any ordinary medicinal herbs or basic pill formulas? As luck would have it, I am an Alchemist, though for the moment I can only refine some simple pills."

"Mr. Xu, you’re an Alchemist?"

Bai Zhou shot up, eyes round as saucers, as though he had just heard an earth-shattering secret.

"That’s right."

Xu Yang nodded slightly.

"Really?" Bai Zhou still looked somewhat doubtful.

Xu Yang couldn’t help but laugh: "How about this, you go call someone in your village who can make the decisions—best to ask Mr. Lu."

Bai Zhou’s expression shifted again and again. Seeing Xu Yang didn’t seem to be lying, he immediately became excited.

"Alright, Mr. Xu, wait for me!"

He rushed out of the courtyard in excitement.

Xu Yang waited for about half an hour before finally seeing Bai Zhou return.

Two old men and a young man followed behind him.

Both of the old men were True Immortals; the young man looked about the same age as Bai Zhou, was a first-tier Immortal Weapon, but his aura was clearly much stronger than Bai Zhou’s.

"Young man, are you an Alchemist?"

The white-haired old man in the lead looked at Xu Yang, suspicion all over his face.

The other old man and the youth were also full of doubt.

"I am."

Xu Yang nodded, "I wonder if you two seniors have inquired with Mr. Lu?"

The white-haired old man smiled, "Naturally."

"Since young man, you are so confident, why not give it a try?"

His tone carried a hint of excitement.

If he really was an Alchemist, even if he could only refine pills at Immortal Weapon level, it would be a huge boon.

"I have no objections. But do you have any pill recipes?"

"Baimu Village is rather poor. We only have two basic pill formulas."

The white-haired old man sighed softly.

Evidently, for a village, a pill formula was a rare thing.

As an Alchemist, Xu Yang could well imagine—a single formula was never cheap.

Moreover, without an Alchemist, it would be useless.

Having two was already quite decent.

He accepted the two formulas handed over by the white-haired elder and studied them carefully.

No big problems.

But without alchemy skills at the Immortal Dao level, for now he couldn’t be sure of the differences between refining pills in the Immortal Realm and in the Spirit Realm.

However, Immortal Weapon-level pills, while having surpassed the Spirit Dao, were only half a step beyond.

"Young friend, although the Immortal Gang Elixir is only the pill required for a first-tier Immortal Weapon, the medicinal ingredients are extremely precious resources for our Baimu Village."

"If you waste these ingredients, young man, you’d best be prepared for the consequences."

The white-haired old man looked deeply and meaningfully at Xu Yang as he spoke.

Xu Yang gave a faint smile. "Among the Alchemists you know, what’s the general success rate for refining pills, Senior?"

Success rate?

The group exchanged glances, suddenly realizing the implication, their expressions growing serious.

The white-haired old man coughed dryly, his smile forced. "Well, manage to succeed once out of three batches of ingredients at least."

Xu Yang made no comment and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Swoosh!

The Celestial Refining Divine Tripod silently appeared from thin air. Xu Yang deliberately restrained its many wondrous phenomena, making it appear ordinary and unremarkable.

The young man frowned. "Looks like something, but its aura isn’t much stronger than mine. Is he really an Alchemist?"

The white-haired old man whispered, "Even Mr. Lu agreed to let him try. If he’s not, well, these materials will go to waste; but if he is, we’ll have hit the jackpot."

His words were spoken without any attempt to hide them.

Xu Yang pondered for a moment.

It seemed everything was under Lu Chuan’s control.

Still, right now the key was to display his value and ensure his safety for the moment.

Swoosh!

He summoned the Divine Tripod, the flames roaring skyward; the Immortal Elixirs were tossed in one by one.

They were all Immortal Elixirs; Xu Yang didn’t use the methods from his Spirit Realm days, but handled each plant with the greatest care.

This process was as familiar as walking the back of his hand.

Under his extremely cautious manipulation, nothing went awry.

About fifteen minutes passed.

The most critical moment arrived.

"Let’s hope nothing goes wrong."

Xu Yang’s expression grew solemn. Both hands formed seals, one after another—Seal Skills flashing into the Divine Tripod.

Within the tripod, the medicinal liquids began to merge.

Just as the liquid began to coalesce into the rough shape of pills, Xu Yang’s expression changed dramatically.

"Damn!"

"Refining pills in the Immortal Realm requires an enormous amount of Heaven and Earth Immortal Qi. Thus, pill refiners must have an even greater command of this qi than ever before."

In the Spirit Realm, while you needed Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi to form pills, the Martial Artist’s own True Essence played a greater role.

The turmoil and changes during Pill Condensation immediately allowed Xu Yang to zero in on the pivotal difference.

The Six Heavenly Skills were quite different from the Immortal Realm Alchemy Skill.

"Damn it, I’m going to fail."

The young man’s face darkened.

The excitement vanished from Bai Zhou’s eyes in an instant.

The smiling faces of the two elders froze up as well.

Within the tripod, the embryonic pill shivered, and with a visible mistake, could no longer condense any further.