noffsinger Chapter 77 Wolves Shadow the Enemy, Trapped in a Perilous Land, Flames of Elixir Flicker, Hoping for
Chapter 77 Wolves Shadow the Enemy, Trapped in a Perilous Land, Flames of Elixir Flicker, Hoping for
Black Tiger looked at Han Yi with a serious expression: "Brother Yi, what should we do now?"
Han Yi frowned, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Let's see how things go. These Nether Wolves won't dare to come in rashly for the time being. Let's think of another way."
Han Yi, Hei Hu, and Wang Weiwei were the strongest, and they guarded the cave entrance, vigilantly observing the movements of the Nether Wolves. The rest of the group rested cross-legged behind them. Given the current unfavorable situation outside, they had no time to investigate the cave's interior. Han Yi planned to send a portion of the group inside to investigate and eliminate any potential dangers once the situation outside eased.
The cave was filled with a damp atmosphere, and the faint sound of dripping water could be heard. Everyone was exhausted, yet dared not relax for a moment. Han Yi frowned, pondering a solution.
“These Nether Wolves are incredibly powerful; we can’t fight them head-on,” Wang Weiwei said in a low voice. “We must find a way to get rid of them.” Black Tiger nodded in agreement.
"Staying in this cave isn't a long-term solution. We still need to find the Netherworld Grass." The maid wanted to say something, but Wang Weiwei stopped her with a gesture. In the current situation, even Han Yi and his two companions might not be able to leave the cave alive, let alone the others.
Han Yi was silent for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up: "What if we raise everyone's strength to the Foundation Establishment stage?" Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard this. Was there really such a good thing?
"To be honest, back in my sect, I learned alchemy from my senior brother." Han Yi slightly raised his chin, a hint of confidence in his eyes. "I know of a third-grade pill called the Foundation Establishment Pill. This pill can not only help cultivators improve their cultivation, but it also has a special use: it can allow cultivators at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining to directly break through to the Foundation Establishment Realm." At this point, Han Yi's expression turned troubled. He frowned slightly and sighed softly, "However, I'm currently lacking a pill furnace and the necessary materials for alchemy."
Upon hearing this, everyone around him beamed with joy and hurriedly offered to take some materials from their storage bags. One by one, they handed their storage bags to Han Yi, with Black Tiger generously saying, "Brother, feel free to take them. As long as it improves everyone's strength, nothing else matters." The old servant of the Wang family also respectfully said, "Young Master Yi, please take whatever you need." However, Han Yi waved his hand and smiled, saying, "No need for that. Just gather the materials needed to refine the Foundation Establishment Pill."
"The herbs required to refine the Foundation Establishment Pill are extremely numerous, encompassing more than thirty kinds. Fortunately, there are more than three hundred herbs that can be substituted." Han Yi frowned slightly, his expression serious. "Among them, there are four herbs that are indispensable. First is the most common and widely used Spirit Void Grass, which is easy to obtain and relatively inexpensive. However, the following four herbs are more valuable." As Han Yi spoke, he pointed to each one with his finger, "They are Purple Spirit Flower, White Spirit Fruit, Blood Spirit Mushroom, and Hundred-Year Ginseng."
After speaking, Han Yi looked at everyone with a hint of expectation in his eyes: "Does anyone have these medicinal herbs in reserve?"
The crowd exchanged glances, some shaking their heads slightly, others lost in thought. Black Tiger scratched his head and was the first to step forward and speak. "Brother Yi, I do have some Blood Spirit Mushrooms and Hundred Spirit Fruits here, you can take them."
The old servant of the Wang family bowed respectfully. "Young master, we have all the herbs you requested. I just want to know how confident you are in refining the Foundation Establishment Pill?" The old servant asked a question that everyone wanted to know, after all, the Foundation Establishment Pill is a third-grade pill, and to refine it, one must have the strength of a third-grade alchemist.
Han Yi opened his mouth, originally intending to say that he had a 30% chance of refining the Foundation Establishment Pill. Although he knew the method of alchemy and had learned the technique of fire control from Huixin, he had never actually practiced it. At present, he was still in a state of theoretical knowledge in alchemy.
Wang Weiwei, who was standing to the side, stepped in to help him out. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and anger rose in her beautiful eyes. She turned her head sharply and glared at the old servant, scolding him harshly.
"Are you questioning the young master? No matter how confident he is, we must believe him without reservation! These herbs are indeed precious, but can they be more important than your life? Or more important than everyone else's lives?"
Wang Weiwei's eyes were sharp, her hands clenched into fists, and she exuded an undeniable aura. The old servant, frightened by Wang Weiwei's angry gaze, immediately lowered his head and tremblingly begged for mercy.
"Please calm down, Miss. This old servant knows he was wrong!"
Han Yi felt a surge of warmth in his heart as he saw Wang Weiwei stand up for him. He faced Wang Weiwei and clasped his hands slightly in a fist salute, saying, "I will certainly not disappoint you, Miss!"
Wang Weiwei looked at Han Yi with a firm gaze, nodded slightly, and then took out an exquisite alchemy furnace and the necessary precious medicinal materials from her storage bag and handed them to him with both hands.
"We entrust our lives to you, young master."
Han Yi took the alchemy furnace and herbs, and found a relatively quiet corner to sit down. He first placed the alchemy furnace steadily in front of him, carefully wiping it to ensure it was clean and tidy. Then, he began to examine the herbs, handling each one with focused attention and seriousness, his mind constantly recalling Huixin's past teachings to him.
After completing the preparations, Han Yi took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and adjusted his state. A moment later, he opened his eyes, which shone with confidence.
He stretched out his hands and gently waved them, releasing a surge of spiritual energy. The lid of the alchemy furnace opened directly, and dozens of medicinal herbs swirled around the top, waiting to be refined. Then, Han Yi used a hand seal to control the spiritual energy, transforming it into spiritual fire to begin the refining process. The flames roared, emitting a soft whooshing sound, and the alchemy furnace gradually became warm.
Han Yi carefully placed the herb into the alchemy furnace. As the temperature rose, the herb began to slowly melt. He stared intently at the furnace, constantly adjusting the size and temperature of the flames to ensure the herb was heated evenly. The aroma of the herb gradually wafted out, filling the entire cave and creating a pleasant and refreshing atmosphere.
Next, Han Yi added several other herbs. The addition of each herb required precise timing and temperature control; the slightest mistake could lead to failure in the alchemy process. Fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on Han Yi's forehead, but his eyes never left the alchemy furnace, and his hands moved constantly, adjusting the flames and the state of the herbs.
As time passed, the herbs inside the alchemy furnace gradually fused together, forming a viscous liquid. Next came the crucial step of fusion and solidification. He focused intently on controlling the flames, allowing the liquid to slowly rotate within the furnace, continuously refining its essence.
The liquid's color constantly changed, gradually shifting from an initial green to a golden yellow. Han Yi stared intently at the alchemy furnace, his heart filled with anticipation. However, because the flame used was not a special one, the temperature consistently failed to reach the ideal level. As time passed, a sense of unease began to creep into Han Yi's heart.