First Artifact Forging!

Original old forest.

Looking at the Foundation Replenishing Pill in his hand.

A thoughtful look flashed in Ye Xuan's eyes.

According to the level classification of Low-tier Alchemy Mastery.

Pills were divided into four tiers: low-tier, mid-tier, high-tier, and top-tier.

Each tier of pills was further divided into four grades: low, mid, high, and supreme.

Low-grade pills contained the most pill toxins, requiring a lot of time to expel them.

Mid-grade pills were slightly better, with fewer pill toxins, but they still had to be consumed cautiously.

High-grade pills had negligible pill toxins, basically insignificant.

As for the legendary supreme-grade pills?

Supreme-grade pills were flawless, not only free of toxins but also without any resistance buildup.

As long as there were enough supreme-grade pills.

Even a pig could become powerful quickly.

Unfortunately.

That broken furnace limited Ye Xuan's performance.

Coupled with the age of the medicinal ingredients, refining a high-grade pill was already the limit.

"One pill is equivalent to five years of arduous cultivation..."

Ye Xuan's thumb rubbed the smooth cloud patterns on the surface of the pill, his lips curling slightly upwards.

The Foundation Replenishing Pill was a top-tier low-grade pill, capable of increasing cultivation by five years per pill.

The five years here referred not to the cultivation of a prodigy, but to the five years of meditation for an ordinary person with mediocre talent.

Even so.

In the Zhu Xian World.

The Foundation Replenishing Pill was still a rare treasure.

And five Foundation Replenishing Pills meant twenty-five years of cultivation.

Ye Xuan tilted his neck back.

His wrist flicked.

Five pale golden Foundation Replenishing Pills turned into five streams of light, falling directly into his mouth.

"Gulp."

His Adam's apple bobbed as the pills went down his throat.

If the chief elders of the Qingyun Sect saw this, they would likely be so shocked they'd pull out their beards on the spot.

That was too reckless!

Those were pills containing immense spiritual energy, not candy!

Swallowing five at once, the vast medicinal power erupted instantly, enough to burst the meridians of a Yuqing Realm disciple.

But Ye Xuan remained calm, even smacking his lips, finding the taste a bit bland.

"Boom!"

The pills dissolved upon entering his stomach.

At that moment, it was as if a volcano had erupted inside him.

Rolling hot currents surged like a breached flood, roaring madly through his meridians.

Wherever they passed, the meridian walls rumbled under the impact.

Anyone else would have been bleeding from all seven orifices and screaming in agony by now.

But Ye Xuan merely frowned slightly.

The Primordial Era Version Innate Dao Body was incomparably dominant.

The spiritual energy impact from a few low-tier pills was like an egg hitting a rock against this body.

"Suppress!"

Ye Xuan's mind moved.

The rumbling within his body intensified.

The originally violent and chaotic medicinal power, which had tried to tear apart his meridians, instantly calmed down after encountering the Innate Dao Body's instinctive counterattack.

The violent spiritual energy instantly became as docile as a lamb, obediently circulating along the cultivation route of the Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao.

One cycle, two cycles, three cycles...

With each Heavenly Cycle circulation.

That immense medicinal power was absorbed bit by bit, transformed into pure Tai Chi elemental energy, and gathered into the Dantian's sea of energy.

As for that trace of weak medicinal poison?

Under the domineering surge of the Innate Dao Body, it didn't even create a ripple, directly being treated as trash and expelled through the pores.

A faint gray mist rose from Ye Xuan's body, then quickly dissipated.

Awesome.

So awesome.

This feeling of cultivation skyrocketing like a rocket was simply intoxicating.

The Tai Chi elemental energy within his body grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What was originally like a stream of spiritual energy had now converged into a rushing great river.

The bottleneck of the fifth layer of the Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao was, in the face of this power, as thin as a sheet of window paper.

"Break!"

Ye Xuan inwardly grunted.

There were no obstacles.

No pauses.

That invisible barrier shattered instantly.

Boom!

The bluestone beneath Ye Xuan's body trembled violently.

The fallen leaves around were stirred up by an invisible wave of energy, dancing wildly in the air.

Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao, sixth layer!

One must know.

Ye Xuan was only ten years old.

Sixth layer of the Yuqing Realm at the age of ten, how astonishingly shocking was this.

A moment later.

Ye Xuan opened his eyes and clenched his fist with force.

His knuckles popped.

A sense of abundant power flowed through his entire body, as if he could punch through this mountain with a single blow.

"As expected."

"Pills are the cultivation method most suited for me."

Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes and murmured softly.

The Primordial Era Version of the Innate Dao Body was a dimensional reduction attack on the Zhu Xian World.

What about Great Bamboo Peak?

As one of the seven veins of the Qingyun Sect.

Great Bamboo Peak, in the eyes of the outside world, was a decent blessed land.

But to Ye Xuan, with his Innate Dao Body, it was like throwing a whale into a small pond.

The spiritual energy contained within Great Bamboo Peak simply couldn't satisfy Ye Xuan.

It was precisely because of this.

For a full half year.

Ye Xuan had been stuck at the fifth layer of the Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao.

It wasn't that Ye Xuan wasn't working hard.

It was that the spiritual energy of Great Bamboo Peak was insufficient.

If Ye Xuan were placed in a world rich in spiritual energy.

Even without cultivating, just by breathing instinctively.

With the boost of the Primordial Era Version of the Innate Dao Body.

Ye Xuan's own cultivation would rapidly climb until he underwent Tribulation Crossing and became an Immortal!

"Forget it."

"Let's take it slow."

After a long while.

Ye Xuan shook his head, his gaze sweeping across the ground.

The bronze cauldron used for Alchemy just now was completely ruined.

The furnace wall was covered in fine cracks.

"Trash."

Ye Xuan kicked it disdainfully.

"Clatter."

The cauldron shattered on the spot, turning into a pile of scrap metal.

I still need proper tools.

Alchemy needs a furnace.

Artifact forging needs a furnace.

And if I don't like someone in the future, I can smash them with a furnace.

Just imagine.

Fighting someone in the future.

Opponent: "Behold my flying sword!"

Ye Xuan: "Behold me smashing you to death with a cauldron, you grandson!"

The scene, just thinking about it, was exhilarating.

Decision made.

My first Magic Treasure will be a cauldron-type artifact.

No sooner said than done.

Ye Xuan immediately started rummaging through his storage bag.

Several dark, iron lumps rolled out. They were heavy, and dented the ground where they landed.

Black Cold Iron.

It was hard, possessed a natural chill, and was a common artifact forging material in this world.

There was also a reddish stone, its surface pitted and uneven, emitting a scorching aura.

Red Copper Essence.

This thing was a priceless treasure to mortal blacksmiths.

Adding a little of it during forging would make blades capable of slicing through iron like mud.

However, in the eyes of cultivators, this item wasn't particularly rare either.

Besides these.

Ye Xuan also took out some beast bones and scales.

"So poor."

Looking at the forging materials before him.

Ye Xuan sighed helplessly.

It was like a top chef with peerless culinary skills.

But only having rotten cabbage and spoiled tofu, and being asked to prepare a grand banquet.

It was simply asking the impossible.

"Forget it, I'll make do."

Ye Xuan knew that now wasn't the time to be picky.

He'd make the tools first, and upgrade them later when he got better materials.

"Rise!"

Ye Xuan grunted.

The spiritual energy from the sixth layer of the Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao surged out without reservation.

Red True Fire ignited in the air from nothing, its temperature many times higher than when he was performing Alchemy before.

The air warped and distorted from the intense heat, emitting a 'sizzling' strange sound.

He tossed those pieces of Black Cold Iron and Red Copper Essence into the fire all at once.

The incredibly hard Black Cold Iron, under the lick of the True Fire.

It only lasted for less than half a cup of tea's time before it began to turn red and soften.

Black impurities were gradually forced out, dripping onto the ground and burning small, charred holes.

Ye Xuan was completely focused.

Even if the materials are trash, my technique can't be sloppy.

His ten fingers danced like butterflies flitting through flowers, casting intricate hand seals.

Each hand seal carried an ancient and vast resonance.

This was the Low-tier Artifact Forging Technique rewarded by the System.