First Immortal of Destiny

Chapter 112: Netherfire

With MAX proficiency, Shen Mo easily broke the record of the Héqì Pill.

[Héqì Pill: Second Grade]

[Record Holder: Mòshēn]

[Narration: It took two hours to refine the pill, and it turned out to be a top-quality pill.]

In just two hours, he successfully completed the pill, achieving a top-quality result.

In one attempt, Shen Mo smoothly cleared the level.

"Buzz!"

The Tower Spirit, who had been watching Shen Mo, emitted a buzzing sound upon sensing that he had broken the record.

Then, a stream of light slowly rose in front of him.

"This is..."

On this stream of light, Shen Mo felt a special fluctuation that he had never experienced before.

Using the effect of his "Keen Eyes," he carefully observed and saw the blazing fire inside through the dazzling golden light.

The reward for the Héqì Pill was a cluster of Netherfire.

A pale flame that rose like a sleeping lotus.

"Netherfire, one of the world's rare fires."

"It is said that this fire needs to undergo thousands of years in a gloomy place before it can condense and brew. The place where it grows is often accompanied by restless spirits and fierce ghosts."

If it weren't for the fact that "The Pharmacopoeia" had updated Shen Mo with a lot of pharmacological knowledge, he wouldn't have recognized this type of fire.

But during the month of seclusion, he basically read "The Pharmacopoeia" several times.

It included various spiritual medicines, rare fires, and other knowledge of Myriad Manifestations, enriching Shen Mo's experience.

"I didn't expect to be rewarded with a piece of Netherfire."

Shen Mo carefully took over this strand of Netherfire, feeling a surge of excitement in his heart.

Although Netherfire was at the bottom of the list of rare fires in the world, with Heavenly Fire being the best and Spiritual Fire being the second best, even the lowest-grade Netherfire was a rare treasure that many Qi Gathering stage cultivators could not obtain.

"If I can subdue this Netherfire, not only will it assist me in alchemy and forging in the future, but my combat power in facing enemies will also increase."

Netherfire is a rare item. If it is subdued by a cultivator and incorporated into their body, the cultivator will possess some of the characteristics and power of the Netherfire.

Of course, the specific enhancement depends on the type and quality of the Netherfire, as well as the effects cultivated by the cultivator in their daily practice.

When Shen Mo happily left with the Netherfire in his hands, he was unaware that two days later, the records of these two pills were broken again by a talented alchemist on the Spirit Gathering Peak.

Dan Domain, Spirit Gathering Peak, Lakeheart Cottage.

Zhao Lingyin held the formulas for four low-grade pills: Yang-Boosting Powder, Qi-Gathering Pill, Minor Elemental Pill, and Recovery Pill, repeatedly studying them.

She furrowed her brows, seemingly unable to figure out which step she had made a mistake in.

Why was she slower than others?

"My dear disciple, don't worry about these trivial matters anymore."

"Just focus on practicing the Dragon-Tiger Indivisible Pill. If you can successfully comprehend this fourth-grade pill, I believe it will greatly help your current bottleneck in the second-grade pinnacle of alchemy, and you will soon advance to become a third-grade alchemist."

After coming out of the cave, Wu Gong saw Zhao Lingyin still tinkering with these basic pill formulas and couldn't help but advise her.

"This is not a trivial matter."

Zhao Lingyin was a bit stubborn.

Although that person only broke her records for the four low-grade pills, it seemed insignificant.

But for Zhao Lingyin, it was a considerable blow.

Because she had always believed that she had fully understood the refining steps of those low-grade pills, and every action should be close to perfection.

But if she had truly reached perfection, how could someone else refine pills faster than her?

Zhao Lingyin's self-proclaimed unmatchable Dao Heart was shaken.

This was the reason she had always been persistent and relentless.

"Sigh."

Seeing Zhao Lingyin so stubborn, Wu Gong shook his head helplessly.

If he had known, he wouldn't have told her about the records being broken.

He had thought of suppressing her a little to prevent her from being too arrogant.

But now it seemed that he had suppressed her too harshly, arousing her competitive spirit.

Unable to persuade her, he let Zhao Lingyin figure it out on her own, while he walked away with his hands behind his back, planning to take a walk outside.

Just as he descended the mountain, Wu Gong saw a group of alchemists discussing something eagerly in the Dan Domain Square, as if something big had happened.

"What's going on?"

Wu Gong's expression turned serious as he asked the crowd.

"Mr. Wu..."

The alchemists saw him and immediately fell silent.

"What are you discussing?"

"It's Senior Sister Zhao. Senior Sister Zhao's alchemy records have been broken again!"

An alchemist couldn't help but exclaim excitedly.

This time, it wasn't the records for no-grade and first-grade pills that were broken.

It had been raised to the level of second-grade pills.

Originally, they thought that the alchemist who left the title of Mòshēn behind was just a flash in the pan.

But they didn't expect him to appear again this time.

And, once again, broke the record held by Zhao Lingyin.

This matter was noticed by everyone and naturally caused a sensation.

"What?!"

Wu Gong's eye twitched, feeling a sense of unease in his heart.

If Lingyin knew about this, it would definitely cause a huge uproar!

Cave dwelling, cliff.

He was temporarily unaware of the commotion he had unintentionally caused.

Holding the Netherfire, he couldn't wait to start trying to refine it.

"Boom!"

The Netherfire flickered with crimson flames, rising in Shen Mo's palm.

He had read the "Pharmacist's Canon" and knew that the only way to subdue the Netherfire was to swallow it.

By refining it within his body, making it a part of his own body, accompanying his dantian.

Only then could he possess its power.

Shen Mo didn't think it was too crazy to swallow the Netherfire.

Although the Netherfire was scorching hot, its temperature far exceeded that of ordinary flames.

But after various tempering, Shen Mo's body had already reached the strength of a beast of the same level.

Swallowing the Netherfire was not an unimaginable thing.

Just some preparations were needed.

He first activated the "Dragon Elephant Blood Demon Body" and transformed into a dragon.

"Crack, crack!"

When the dragon form was activated, his whole person instantly changed. His body, which was originally weak, turned into a muscular man.

During the transformation, his tendons, fascia, and bones collided, making cracking sounds.

Then, he took out some neutralizing Ice Pills and calming talismans from his Qiankun Bag.

The former was used to buffer the scorching heat entering his throat and body.

The latter was to protect his divine soul from confusion, to prevent him from going mad at a critical moment.

"Gurgle."

He swallowed some Ice Pills in advance.

Shen Mo immediately felt like an ice mountain inside his body. The temperature dropped sharply, and even the circulation of his blood slowed down.

"Let's begin."

Then, he directly swallowed the Netherfire.

His spiritual power enveloped the Netherfire, preventing it from burning his throat.

Soon, it smoothly entered his abdomen.

"Sizzle!"

With the Netherfire entering his stomach, the flames seemed to have some kind of intelligence, sensing what would happen next.

It began to roar, and the flames boiled.

But thanks to the Ice Pills that Shen Mo had prepared in advance, a lot of the high temperature was neutralized, and there was no scene of Shen Mo's internal organs being burned clean.

"Swallow it!"

The red flames churned inside his body. Shen Mo didn't dare to be negligent and immediately activated the "Purple Mansion Heart Sutra".

The circulation of the small and large heavenly cycles repeated.

With the operation of the technique, the three major dantians in his body erupted with devouring power.

Soon, the spiritual energy of the Netherfire was sucked into them one by one.

Constantly taming.

A night passed.

Shen Mo sat still like an old monk, sitting for a whole day and night.

Until a message came from the destiny panel.

[Congratulations, you have successfully refined the Netherfire. Your combat power has increased, and the Netherfire has been tamed within your dantian, available for you to control.]

This system message revealed the good news to Shen Mo in advance.

He immediately checked internally.

Sure enough, after a night of churning, the Netherfire had finally been completely refined.

He tried to spread out his palm, slightly curling his fingers.

"Swoosh!"

With a thought, a pale flame with a cold and gloomy aura rose from his palm.

This was the Netherfire!

"After refining it, I can summon it at any time!"

"Not only can I summon it to my palm for combat," Shen Mo tried it out, his face filled with excitement, "but I can also use the Netherfire to enhance the power of my martial skills and techniques!"

He stood on the edge of the sea of clouds, looking at the silver waterfall falling from the sky.

Suddenly, he slashed out a clear sword qi.

"Swoosh!"

On the Longque Sword, a soaring sword qi slowly emerged.

In the instant the sword qi left the sword, with a thought, the Netherfire surged from the tip of the Longque Sword.

As soon as the Netherfire appeared, it quickly spread, enveloping the entire sword qi, turning it into a towering blaze.

(End of this chapter)