As the temperature stabilized, she sank her consciousness inward, extending her spiritual sense into the furnace. Almost instantly, her awareness shifted, as though her mind had slipped into a vast, star-filled void. The deeper she descended, the more vivid and surreal the sensations became, until everything felt unmistakably real.
Before her mental vision, the Scarlet Honey, Spiritual Spring Water, Spiritual Grass, and Level One Beast Core floated weightlessly, enclosed within a transparent, shimmering orb. Outside the barrier, her Spiritual Fire burned steadily, tempering all four ingredients evenly, its heat perfectly balanced as it began the slow and delicate process of refinement.
Kisha watched as each ingredient began to glow in turn. Her spiritual fire burned brighter around the Level One Beast Core, tempering its violent energy fluctuations even as it melted it down.
Surprisingly, she barely needed to draw on her own spiritual energy during the refinement. The Spiritual Spring Water played its role perfectly, stabilizing the process and easing the burden on her mind. All she had to do was focus on control, allowing her spiritual fire to do most of the work while she remained in the background, calmly monitoring how everything unfolded inside the alchemy furnace.
The Level One Beast Core pulsed repeatedly, glowing in and out as if fiercely resisting the spiritual fire. Then, before her very eyes, wisps of dark mist seeped out from it, sizzling as they were burned away before vanishing completely. Only after that did the beastβs core finally begin to melt, softening like ice cream under heat.
At the same time, the Spiritual Grass burned down slowly, transforming into powder while pure energy swirls inside the transparent orb together with the powder. Shimmering light wrapped around it, preventing the refined essence from dissipating. Every strand of spiritual energy was preserved, contained, and guided, merging seamlessly with the other ingredients as the refinement continued.
Perhaps it was the effect of the alchemy furnace itself, its arrays preventing the spiritual energy from dissipating despite the intense heat of the spiritual fire. As the process continued, the Spiritual Spring Water had already transformed, splitting into three translucent streams like spears of liquid light. These streams pierced forward and merged seamlessly with the other three ingredients.
Under this integration, the Level One Beast Core was forced to expel its impurities. Thick black mist billowed out, sizzling as it was purified and then vanishing completely.
When the Spiritual Spring Water fused with the Scarlet Honey, the honey itself divided into two luminous portions, each moving with deliberate precision. One merged into the Spiritual Grass, while the other flowed into the Level One Beast Core.
At once, the glow of both ingredients intensified. The Level One Beast Core finally melted down entirely, its color shifting into a rich golden hue, like honey infused with light, yet its consistency was thick and viscous, shimmering like molten gold as it slowly rotated within the transparent orb.
Next, the Spiritual Grass completed its transformation. After fully melding with the Spiritual Spring Water and Scarlet Honey, it condensed into a thick paste of green tinged with gold, radiant and pulsing with vitality.
For the final step, the two transparent orbs, one containing the refined Spiritual Grass and the other the melted Level One Beast Core, drifted toward each other. Upon contact, they fused into a single orb, and the two substances began to swirl within, chasing and intertwining as if guided by an unseen hand. Slowly, particle by particle, the mixture combined and solidified.
At last, seven pills, each about the size of a marble, took shape inside the orb. Their surfaces were mesmerizing, patterned with intertwined streams of green and gold, overlaid with faint cloud-like markings as though mist had been sealed within them.
The instant the pills were fully formed, a powerful medicinal fragrance burst forth, spreading across the entire area and lingering in the air with an intoxicating richness.
Just the scent alone made Kisha feel as though she were being lifted into the clouds. Her mind cleared instantly, every stray thought washed away, while a warm surge of energy brimmed within her body. From that fragrance alone, she knew, she had succeeded in refining the pill on her very first attempt.
When she opened her eyes, they shone brightly, excitement and sudden understanding dawning within them. Yet she did not rise after the refinement was complete. Instead, a profound sense of enlightenment settled over her, as though the process had unlocked something deeper, an insight that would ease and guide her future pill refinements.
Unwilling to disturb that fleeting state, Kisha remained seated, cross-legged on the ground. She closed her eyes once more and entered meditation, allowing the newfound comprehension to sink in. Time slipped by unnoticed, minutes, hours, or perhaps even longer, as she immersed herself fully in that moment of clarity.
In reality, the pill refinement had taken a full two hours. Yet because Kishaβs consciousness had been submerged within her mental landscape, she was completely unaware of the passage of time. To her, the entire process had felt no longer than a few fleeting minutes as she calmly observed the transformation of the ingredients within the furnace.
Time only resumed its natural flow once she entered meditation.
When Kisha finally opened her eyes again, her gaze was clear and steady. With a thought, she used her telekinesis to draw the newly refined pills out of the Alchemy Furnace. They floated gently into the air before her.
She then retrieved a porcelain vial prepared in advance and carefully guided the pills inside. Embedded within the vial was a compact preservation array, designed to maintain the pills in perfect condition even as years, decades, or perhaps millennia passed without decay or loss of potency.
This was something she had learned from the Alchemy Manual. Pill preservation was a fundamental concept, emphasized even in the most basic texts, for without proper storage, even the finest pills would eventually lose their efficacy.
As she sealed the vial, another thought crossed her mind: this same principle could be applied to potion containers as well. With the right arrays, her potions would never spoil, no matter how long they were stored.
Now that the pill refinement was complete, Kisha finally noticed a subtle change in the Alchemy Furnace itself.
A new option had appeared in her system panel.
The Alchemy Furnace now had its own dedicated interface.
Curious, she opened it, and a clean, structured panel unfolded before her eyes. At the very top was a section labeled [Recipe List]. Beneath it, only a single entry was currently registered.
Ascension Pill.
[Alchemy Furnace β Recipe List]
[Ascension Pill
Successful Attempts: 1
Mastery Level: 0.1%
Quality: Divine Tier
Yield: 7 Pills]
In the cultivation world, refined pills were classified as Normal, Mid Tier, High Tier, and, only in theory, Divine Tier.
In reality, no one had ever successfully produced a pill worthy of the Divine Tier. Its existence in the grading system was purely symbolic, included only because of the Divine Emperor of Heaven, whose legendary panacea had transcended all known standards. Ever since, the grade had remained an unreachable benchmark, an empty category meant to honor a myth.
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