Reality and expectations still differed by quite a bit.
Ling Han didn’t immediately make a new attempt. Instead, he chose to meditate for two days.
In other words, he spent two years analyzing the reason for his failure. Only after this did he start a new attempt.
He failed again.
However, Ling Han only spent a few hours analyzing his failure this time. He started his third attempt.
Success!
However, he only managed to concoct two pills.
Theoretically speaking, one cauldron could yield a maximum of four Seven Ultimate Flying Flame Pills. Ling Han had successfully refined two, so he was already halfway to success. This was an outstanding result. However, he was extremely dissatisfied when he observed these two pills more closely.
This was because they were of relatively low quality.
In fact, Ling Han felt an urge to throw these two pills away. He was the Alchemy Emperor, so what face did he have to give these pills to others? However, he slowly lowered his raised arm.
He was too poor!
Regardless of their quality, these two pills could still be sold for tens of thousands of True Origin Stones. It would be a pity to throw them away just like this.
“Sigh, why am I so poor?” Ling Han rubbed his chin, and then looked at his Divine Demon Sword. How much money would he need to spend in order to raise the level of his Divine Demon Sword?
‘However, I’ll receive a God Tool that truly belongs to me. So, it’s all worth it in the end!’
The Black Tower was indeed impressive, yet he could only use it as a Spatial God Tool. He couldn’t unleash its powerful offensive abilities.
Thus, it wasn’t necessarily better to have a high-level God Tool. What was more important was how much of the God Tool’s power one could unleash.
‘I’ll refine more!’
Ling Han had purchased enough ingredients to refine five cauldrons of pills. He had wanted to buy more, but he was strapped for cash, so he could only settle with this amount.
His fourth attempt yielded three Seven Ultimate Flying Flame Pills, and during his fifth attempt, he finally achieved a perfect yield of four pills. Although his improvements seemed incredible, he had needed to reflect and analyze under the Reincarnation Tree after each attempt. It was through this process that he was able to correct his mistakes.
Thus, the quality of the pills in the fifth cauldron also saw a marked improvement. In fact, they were bordering on perfection.
Ling Han smiled, and mused to himself, “Will Manager Han be stunned when he sees these pills?”
Only a month had passed, yet he had already refined nine Seven Ultimate Flying Flame Pills. Moreover, four of them were of perfect quality.
Successfully refining a cauldron of Seven Ultimate Flying Flame Pills took five days. This refinement time was typical for Level Five Divine Pills. However, it was rumored that Divine Pills above level nine would take at least half a year to refine. A tiny error could destroy months or even years of hard work.
“My cultivation level hasn’t gone up by much, but my divine sense has become far stronger,” Ling Han murmured to himself. He had been refining pills for the past few weeks, so he naturally didn’t have any time to cultivate. As such, his Origin Power remained on roughly the same level. However, alchemy was extremely taxing on one’s divine sense, and it could be viewed as a kind of tempering.
‘Let me sell these pills first. I need to earn enough money to raise this Divine Demon Sword to level four.’
This was Ling Han’s short-term goal. Raising the sword to level five could be left for the future, for he still hadn’t broken through to the Sun Moon Tier yet.
Ling Han exited the Black Tower, only to hear Fan Ru say that messengers from the Gao Faction had already visited several times. However, Ling Han had been cultivating in seclusion, so they could only leave in discontentment. It was rumored that Gao Huang had become furious, even releasing a statement saying that Ling Han had to personally beg for an audience with the Gao Faction. The time limit for this… Yesterday was already the last day.
Ling Han shook his head, and said, “Is he a dumb c*nt?”
He ignored the matter and left his palace.
He arrived at the town at the foot of the mountain, and then headed to the Mo Clan Establishment.
“Young Master Ling!” Han Huo just so happened to be on the ground floor, and he faltered for a moment upon seeing Ling Han. Then, a puzzled expression appeared on his face. ‘Why has this prodigy come again?
‘Has he given up after studying the pill recipe and realizing that he can’t possibly refine it? Has he come to exchange the level five pill recipe for an easier pill recipe?’
In his mind, this was reasonable and fair.
Ling Han retrieved a vial of pills, and said, “Manager Han, could you please sell these pills for me?”
Han Huo didn’t think much of this. He accepted the vial of pills, and asked, “Young Master Han, are these still Mysterious Azure Pill? Oh, that’s right, the pills that you handed me last time have all sold out already. Moreover, they made quite a big profit!”
Ling Han smiled faintly, and said, “No, these aren’t Mysterious Azure Pills. They’re Seven Ultimate Flying Flame Pills.”
Pu!
Han Huo instantly spluttered loudly before coughing non-stop. His entire face became red.
‘Is he joking?
‘It’s only been a month, yet he’s successfully refined the Seven Ultimate Flying Flame Pill already?
‘Impossible! Definitely impossible!’
Although this was a Level Five Divine Pill, it was extraordinarily difficult to refine. In fact, even level six alchemists would avoid refining this pill. However, Ling Han had successfully refined it in just a mere month? Was this some kind of joke?
“Young Master Han, you’re quite the joker!” he said with a chuckle.
Ling Han also chuckled, and said, “Indeed, I do enjoy joking around.”
Han Huo breathed a sigh of relief before curiously asking, “Then what pills have you refined this time?”
He was slightly puzzled. Wasn’t Ling Han studying the pill recipe for the Seven Ultimate Flying Flame Pill? Why was he suddenly refining some other pill?
He opened the vial and poured several crimson-red pills into his hand. To his astonishment, it felt as if these pills were burning. Not only were they radiating heat, but one could also see the flames that were licking over their bodies.
If he were an ordinary person, a hole would have been instantly burned into his palm—the temperature of these pills was insanely high. Perhaps even those at the Flower Blossom Tier wouldn’t dare to touch these pills.
However, Han Huo was at the consummate level of the Mountain River Tier, so this level of heat was naturally no problem for him. Even so, the astonishment on his face was more pronounced than if his palm were to be burned.
How could he not be astonished?
These were f*cking Seven Ultimate Flying Flame Pills!
“Young Master Han, are you sure you’re not joking around with me?”
Han Huo’s face twitched, and it looked as if he were going to faint at any moment.
Ling Han laughed loudly as he patted Han Huo’s shoulder, and said, “Manager Han, you need to work on your sense of humor.”
Although their age differed by tens of thousands of years, Ling Han’s cultivation level was above that of Han Huo. Thus, according to the rules of the cultivation world, he was actually Han Huo’s senior. As such, it wasn’t demeaning for him to pat Han Huo’s shoulders.
Han Huo examined the pills carefully. He was an expert appraiser, and he immediately determined that the nine pills were freshly refined.
The Seven Ultimate Flying Flame Pill had a unique attribute—the fresher it was, the greener the flames on its surface. As it became older, these flames would gradually become blue, then red, and then eventually purple-black.
When the pills became p
urple-black, it signified that they were already too old, with much of their effects having already been lost. In other words, the pills would be as good as useless.
Han Huo was almost about to cry. ‘These are genuinely Seven Ultimate Flying Flame Pills! And fresh ones at that! Has Ling Han truly succeeded?
‘What kind of freak is he?!’
“Young Master Han, did you truly succeed?”
“No, what you’re seeing is just an illusion,” Ling Han said with a smile.
Han Huo finally understood his sense of humor this time. “Young Master Han, you almost shocked me to death. It’s only been a month, yet you’ve already refined the Seven Ultimate Flying Flame Pill. This is a peerless feat with no precedent!”
Although he was purposefully flattering Ling Han, his words weren’t all that exaggerated. After all, if Ling Han didn’t have the Reincarnation Tree, he would have definitely needed a dozen or so years to fully comprehend the pill recipe.
When cultivators reached the Immortal level, their lifespan would increase significantly. However, attempting to comprehend secret techniques, formations, pill recipes, and such could easily take them hundreds of years as well. This was especially astonishing.
Chapter 1167 - Forgotten The Warning Last Time?
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Ling Han laughed, and then seriously said, “Shopkeeper Han, I need you to do me a favor, and that is to gather as much Level Three Godly metal as possible. Use my profits to pay for it.”
“No problem!” Han Huo cleverly did not ask why Ling Han was gathering so much Godly metal, but rather agreed immediately with confidence.
“I shall trouble you then, Shopkeeper Han!”
“I am willing to work for you, Young Master Han!”
Ling Han nodded, and bought some other materials. He still had to refine the Seven Ultimate Flying Flame Pill; that was the source of his income.
Han Huo wiped away his sweat as he accompanied Ling Han in his selection of materials. He had not come out of the shocked state he had previously been in.
Ling Han smiled, and said, “Shopkeeper Han, are you regretting our agreement from just now? You take 10% and I take 90%, so you think that it is a great loss?”
“How could that be!” Han Huo shook his head hurriedly. Though he felt great heartache, as an outstanding businessman, he knew that Ling Han could have completely not handed the Seven Ultimate Flying Flame Pills for them to sell on his behalf.
Would they fear that no one would buy such an alchemical pill?
Just give a holler, and it was guaranteed that they would be able to sell as many as they had in their stock.
Furthermore, Ling Han had been completely capable of taking all the profits at first, yet had still deliberately let the Mo Clan Business have 10% share. This was a massive favor.
…Han Huo was naturally clear about that. Could it be that Ling Han did not have a clear understanding of his own alchemy abilities? When he absolutely knew he was able to concoct the Seven Ultimate Flying Flame Pills, he still let them have 10% of the profits. How many others could have done this?
“I am filled with endless gratitude for Young Master Han’s kindness!”
He did not understand why Ling Han would look after the Mo Clan Establishment so much, though.
Ling Han nodded, and said, “On my way to the Majestic Heaven Sect, someone ambushed me, and I lost my way in the galaxy. Thankfully, I encountered a trade vessel from the Mo Clan, and they did not abandon me, but rather gave me a lift.”
Only now did Han Huo understand. He couldn’t help but clasp in hands in respect, and said, “Young Master Han is really a man of character!”
To the Mo Clan, this was merely an insignificant act of lending a helping hand, yet they had obtained the friendship of a young king tier in exchange. This transaction was really too profitable. Furthermore, this was also because Ling Han knew to repay their kindness. Otherwise, if he fell out with them and became hostile, what could they do?
Ling Han smiled, and said, “Shopkeeper Han, please proceed with my request as soon as possible. Don’t worry about the type of Level Three Godly metal. Even if it is old and worn, or impure, it is fine. As long as its quality has reached Level Three, it is acceptable.”
“I will take note. Please come back a month later, Young Master Han. I will definitely give you a pleasant surprise, Young Master Han,” Han Huo said confidently.
He decided to report Ling Han’s matter to the higher-ups of the Mo Clan. In the first place, a young king tier would be worth enticing, what more when it was Ling Han, a man of such character who placed importance on emotion and righteousness? He would report this to the higher-ups of the Mo Clan, and ask them to endlessly gather Godly metal for Ling Han.
Mere Level Three Godly metal was enough to obtain the friendship of a young king tier; this was really too profitable! Furthermore, Ling Han’s achievements in alchemy were really too frightening. He could concoct Level Five Divine Pills in a mere month, and it wasn’t just a single furnace’s worth!
“Hiss, I actually forgot. Young Master Han is still in Mountain River Tier, so how could he manage to concoct Level Five Divine Pills?
“Is forming the fifth Mountain River equivalent to Sun Moon Tier?
“Cultivating both alchemy and martial arts, and excelling in both. Our Mo Clan must definitely not let such a genius slip. Perhaps this young man would be able to rule the whole world. We must spare no expense to be tied to him!”
Han Huo mumbled. Though his surname was not Mo, he was still a member of the Mo Clan because he had married into the Mo Clan. His children and grandchildren all had the surname Mo.
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Ling Han walked casually. Now that there was a reliable source of Godly metal, this caused him to be in a very great mood. Next, he should prepare with the matters of the Yellow Spring Mystery Realm, and when the journey to this Mystery Realm ended, he should be about ready to break through to the Sun Moon Tier.
Once he broke through to the Sun Moon Tier, he would set out to find the location of the Five Sects and the Roc Palace. He couldn’t drag things on forever.
‘Heavenly Phoenix Divine Maiden, it’s been centuries since we’ve last met.’ Who knew how she was like now?
When she saw him once again, she would definitely be very surprised, wouldn’t she? Not only was he a dead man revived, the rate at which he advanced through the cultivation levels was practically unbelievable as well. Merely 1,000 years, and he was already in the Sun Moon Tier. This should have surpassed the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Maiden and the Sword Emperor.
Having been bullied by this hateful woman for a few decades, it was about time for his turn to counterattack!
How could he let her off without thrashing her pert bottom?
His son should also be quite grown by now! What about his parents? The little girl, Hu Niu, should be more and more womanly, right? What about Helian Xun Xue, Zhu Xuan Er, Liu Yu Tong, and Li Si Chan?
He sighed. Though not many years had passed in this lifetime, the emotional debts he had incurred had far surpassed those from the two centuries he had lived in his previous life.
On the way to the Majestic Heaven Sect, Ling Han decided to stuff all his romantic debts back to the bottom of his heart. In comparison, nothing was more important than the longing for power. Only with enough ability would he be able to do what he wanted to do, or it was even merely for him to be capable of breathing a few breaths of air freely.
“Han Lin!” A fierce shout rang out from afar.
He looked over, and saw that there were four people standing at the doorway to his palace. All of them looked angered, and he recognized two of them. One was Fu Liangye, whereas the other was Gai Yongsi.
Why were they here again?
“Han Lin, this is your last chance. Young Master Gao has said that if you make your way to Thousand Birds Peak on your knees today, he can forgive your previous disrespect,” Gai Yongsi de
clared arrogantly.
Ling Han looked at him strangely, and said, “Are you a very forgetful person? Are you asking for another beating?”
“Han Lin!” a middle-aged man spoke up, his voice deep and low like the boom of thunder. The moment he opened his mouth, a terrifying aura was released.
This was not because he was born with a domineering air, but rather because he had used the suppression ability of a superior cultivation level.
Sun Moon Tier!
No wonder Gai Yongsi was braver today. So it seemed that he had gotten a strong helper.
Meanwhile, Fu Liangye smirked coldly. He, too, had joined the Gao Faction, and when he knew that they were going to deal with Ling Han, he immediately took the initiative to ask to come along. That was because he wanted to see how Ling Han was going to yield in the face of superior power.
…It was all right even if he did not yield, as he would definitely be humiliated then!
Indeed, Sun Moon Tier cultivators could not freely make a move on Mountain River Tier cultivators. After all, not everyone’s name was Yang Hao. However, if elites of Sun Moon Tier made some moves secretly, suppressing Ling Han’s cultivation level, and then let other Mountain River Tier cultivators subdue him, who would be able to say anything?
Ling Han walked over, opened the doors, walked in, and then moved to close them.
Pu!
Gai Yongsi and the others almost went mad with fury. What did he mean? Could it be that they were empty air to be ignored just like that?
“Han Lin!!” Gai Yongsi pressed his hands on the doors, stopping Ling Han from closing the doors.
In the Majestic Heaven Sect, there was one taboo that could absolutely not be broken. Without obtaining permission, it was forbidden to enter the rooms of another.
You could fight at other times—it was all right. After all, cultivators increased their abilities through battle. However, if one’s seclusion was disturbed, that could possibly cripple him!
This was something that the sect definitely would not allow!
Hence, usually, as long as the two sides were of equal cultivation levels, they could fight as much as they liked. There was definitely no one who would stop them, but once they returned to their quarters, which was an absolute sanctuary, none would be permitted to do anything.
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