The cultivation method for the Undying Immortal Medicine was extremely bizarre. Wang Xian's clone could not make heads or tails of it and could only follow the method obtained from the Medicine Immortal Island's island master, cultivating it in the most foolproof manner possible.
Looking at the tender green shoots sprouting from the pile of five-colored stones, Wang Xian's clone fell silent.
Even though he had kept his eyes fixed on the pile of five-colored stones, he had not seen how those tender green shoots had emerged. More importantly, he had merely inscribed tens of thousands of formations and added some essence blood, yet the emerald-green sprouts had appeared without needing any seeds at all.
Wang Xian's clone bent down and examined the properties of the emerald-green shoot, only to receive a string of question marks.
"Alas!" Wang Xian's clone sighed and muttered, "The main problem should lie with those formations. I understand every one of them, but once they're combined, I'm completely lost!"
Although he was only a clone and could not use the power and laws cultivated through the Nine Heavenly Books, he still knew their contents.
All of the tens of thousands of formations used to cultivate the Undying Immortal Medicine could be found, either identically or similarly, in the Dreamscape Heavenly Scripture. But when those tens of thousands of formations were put together, things became absurd.
One formation linked to another in a dazzling mess. In particular, some formations clearly countered one another, yet they had been bizarrely combined together, giving Wang Xian's clone a massive headache.
"Forget it. I'm only responsible for cultivating the Undying Immortal Medicine. Figuring out how to cultivate it is the main body's problem!"
In the end, Wang Xian's clone gave up.
He was merely a clone, a Chaos Demon God—the