Empress: I Asked You to Detoxify Me, Not to Become the Supreme Immortal Emperor - Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Bronze head, iron bones, tofu waist—the abdomen was the Steeltooth Wolf’s weak point!

Earlier, Qin Chuan hadn’t used Flame Palm and was caught off guard, which was why he hadn’t dealt any real damage. But now, the Steeltooth Wolf was slammed heavily to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

When the dust settled, the beast lay lifeless in a pool of its own blood.

With a thought, Qin Chuan stored the corpse into the Heaven and Earth Spirit Furnace. Aside from its refining ability, the Heaven and Earth Spirit Furnace could also function as a spatial ring.

Every part of a Profound Beast was valuable—from its inner core to its bones and blood essence—all could be used in refining pills or crafting artifacts.

After handling everything, Qin Chuan found a safe spot within the valley and immediately entered the space within the Heaven and Earth Spirit Furnace.

Sitting cross-legged, he laid out all the Spirit Origin Pills he had previously bought. This time, he was fully prepared—not stopping until he reached the Profound Master Realm!

One by one, he consumed the pills and entered a focused state of cultivation.

With the aid of the pills, his cultivation speed visibly increased. His aura steadily grew stronger.

Time passed like flowing water.

In the blink of an eye, four months had gone by inside the Heaven and Earth Spirit Furnace.

During these four months, with the support of the Spirit Origin Pills, Qin Chuan had finally broken through to the 8th stage of the Profound Realm.

He knew his rapid progress was due not only to the pills but also, and more importantly, to his Ten-Star Vermilion Bird Bloodline.

Its terrifying power made his cultivation speed several times faster than it had been when he had the Six-Star Flame Tiger Bloodline.

However, over this period, he had exhausted all of his Spirit Origin Pills. So, Qin Chuan took out the Introduction to Alchemy and the Origin Core Scripture and began studying them.

If he could become an alchemist, he would no longer need to worry about pill supply—he could refine them himself.

Becoming an alchemist would complement his cultivation and only make him stronger.

After studying for half a day, Qin Chuan finally understood the three essential steps of alchemy. The first was to ignite pill fire.

This was a critical step. Without pill fire, becoming an alchemist was just wishful thinking.

After a long while, a tiny flame suddenly flickered to life at the tip of his finger. It was faint and unstable, as though the slightest breeze could snuff it out.

Success!

Though it was weak, Qin Chuan’s eyes widened in shock. He was genuinely amazed.

According to the texts, most people needed several months—sometimes half a year—to ignite pill fire. Only a rare few prodigies could do it within a few days.

So Qin Chuan had mentally prepared for a long wait, yet to his surprise, he succeeded in mere moments.

After thinking it over, he figured it must be due to his Vermilion Bird Bloodline, which was innately fire-aligned. That explained how he could ignite pill fire so quickly.

Taking a deep breath, he brought out a cauldron and followed the advanced Essence Recovery Pill recipe from the Origin Core Scripture, tossing in all three ingredients.

In alchemy, the most important thing was the pill formula.

To alchemists, some high-level formulas were even more valuable than cultivation techniques or martial skills.

In the outside world, the Origin Core Scripture would be a priceless treasure—sure to draw countless powerful figures into a frenzy.

Take the Essence Recovery Pill he was making for example—though it shared the same name as the common market variety, the version in the Origin Core Scripture was twice as effective using the same materials.

Hiss!

As soon as the ingredients hit the cauldron, a puff of black smoke burst out, and the three ingredients turned to ash.

Qin Chuan remained calm. He had expected this. Pill refinement was a tedious and lengthy process.

That’s exactly why alchemists were so highly respected across the Tianyuan Continent. In every major power, they were treated as honored guests.

Not discouraged, Qin Chuan took another deep breath and started again.

With each failed attempt, he gained valuable experience.

Half a month later, after 249 failed attempts, he finally succeeded in refining his third Essence Recovery Pill.

Although successful, when he opened the lid, he found it was only a 1st-grade low-level pill. He couldn’t help but shake his head in disappointment.

Pills were ranked from 1st to 10th grade, each divided into low, mid, and high tiers.

What he had just made was a low-tier 1st-grade Essence Recovery Pill.

Even so, Qin Chuan smiled. The fact that he had refined a proper pill meant he had officially become an alchemist.

Without hesitation, he swallowed the newly refined pill. Immediately, strength surged within his body.

“So this is the effect of the advanced Essence Recovery Pill? I doubt even top-tier 1st-grade pills on the market could compare.”

Qin Chuan was overjoyed. He finally understood why Empress Yaoxi had given him the Origin Core Scripture.

For the average alchemist on this continent, this was like a dimensional power gap!

After storing the remaining pills in a bottle, he rested for a while, then began experimenting with other herbs by throwing them into the furnace one by one.

His goal wasn’t just the 1st-grade Essence Recovery Pill—he wanted to refine the 2nd-grade Spirit Origin Pill.

Hiss!

As soon as the herbs entered the cauldron, another puff of black smoke rose. The ingredients burned to ash again.

Qin Chuan wasn’t fazed. He remained completely focused.

Hiss!

A second failure.

Hiss!

…

As time passed, Qin Chuan’s alchemy skills improved at an astonishing rate.

Though it wasn’t cultivation in the traditional sense, refining pills consumed a great deal of spiritual energy. As a result, his cultivation also progressed steadily.

In the blink of an eye, five more months passed.

Letting out a long breath, Qin Chuan looked at his results—sixteen bottles of pills laid out before him.

Ten bottles of Essence Recovery Pills and six bottles of Spirit Origin Pills—all of them were his hard-earned gains over the past five months.

During this time, he had also reached the 9th stage of the Profound Realm—his progress was rapid.

“Still not enough.”

He muttered to himself, then picked up a bottle of pills and downed them in one gulp, entering a cultivation state again.

With the help of the Spirit Origin Pills, his cultivation continued to stabilize and grow…

Time flowed on, and another six months passed in the blink of an eye.

BOOM!

One day, during cultivation, Qin Chuan’s eyes snapped open. A loud boom echoed from within his dantian.

At long last, he had broken through to the Profound Master Realm!

“Finally… After nearly two years of bitter cultivation, I’ve reached the Profound Master Realm!” Qin Chuan muttered, joy shining in his eyes.

If anyone else heard that he had reached the Profound Master Realm in less than two years, their jaw would surely drop in shock.

The more he cultivated, the more he realized just how terrifying the Ten-Star Vermilion Bird Bloodline was!

“By my estimation, there isn’t much time left before the life-or-death duel with Qin Kun. This is a good time to head out, stretch a bit… and maybe gather some new herbs.”

With that, he stepped out of the Heaven and Earth Spirit Furnace and returned to the quiet valley.

It was nighttime. The moon hung high in the sky, casting silvery light across the land.

“Qin Chuan, that little bastard—he better pray I don’t find him, or I’ll skin him alive!”

Just then, a dark figure appeared nearby, grumbling and cursing.

Qin Chuan narrowed his eyes. It was none other than Qin He—the Qin family’s Fifth Elder.