"Of course," Fang Ming glanced at her. "Given the toxicity of a Golden Core stage five-element blood crystal snake, I need to refine the 'Nine-Bend Profound Truth Pill' to cure it."
Fang Ming had only been in this world for half a year and didn't know what the Nine-Bend Profound Truth Pill was.
However, Lin Xuan, an Immortal Lord who had experienced countless reincarnations, did.
Thus, Fang Ming could blurt it out now and believe he could accomplish this task.
"What? You can refine the Nine-Bend Profound Truth Pill?" Dao Xuan Zhenren exclaimed in surprise.
In the Kyushu world, pills, like cultivation techniques and profound methods, were divided into four tiers: Mortal, Spirit, Earth, and Heaven. For example, the Spirit Essence Pill Fang Ming obtained earliest was a low-grade Mortal tier pill.
The Foundation Establishment Pill was a high-grade Spirit tier pill. The Nine-Bend Profound Truth Pill, capable of curing all poisons below the Nascent Soul realm, was also a high-grade Spirit tier pill.
"Someone who can refine a high-grade Spirit tier pill can be considered an Alchemy Master in Qingzhou, famous across several prefectures. How can you be an Alchemy Master at such a young age?" Dao Xuan was disbelieving. If Fang Ming hadn't saved her life, she would have cursed him out.
The youngest Alchemy Master in Qingzhou was already over fifty. How could a thirteen-year-old boy be an Alchemy Master? It was an extreme insult to her intelligence.
"Just because others can't doesn't mean I can't," Fang Ming said with a smile.
In the hundred arts of cultivation, such as artifact refining, alchemy, formations, swordsmanship, and saber techniques, Lin Xuan, as an Immortal Lord, had his strengths and weaknesses. He couldn't possibly be proficient in everything.
However, even in formations, which Lin Xuan found most troublesome, he had elevated it to the True Immortal level after living for billions of years.
In the mortal world, in the minuscule realms, Lin Xuan was equivalent to a prodigy who mastered all hundred arts.
And Fang Ming was Lin Xuan; whatever Lin Xuan knew, he naturally knew as well.
"As a Golden Core cultivator, you should have the medicinal ingredients needed to refine pills. If you trust me, I can start the furnace and refine it for you."
"Or, if you don't trust me, you can go find an Alchemy Master to help you. However, by the time you do that, the poison might act up halfway. The choice is yours!" Fang Ming looked at her calmly.
Dao Xuan's expression flickered uncertainly. After a long sigh, she said, "Fine. You saved my life, so no matter how absurd it seems, I will believe you."
After saying this, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength. Reason told her that a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child could not be an Alchemy Master. But first, Fang Ming had saved her life. Second, for some reason, she felt a flicker of confidence in this young man before her. Perhaps he could truly succeed?
Dao Xuan took out the medicinal ingredients and a purple alchemy furnace from her storage bag. Fang Ming glanced at the ingredients, noting they were all present and even more than sufficient. He nodded.
He placed the alchemy furnace on the ground and channeled his spiritual power to place various medicinal ingredients into it.
"Ahanqi Sand from the Desert."
"Feathers of the Hua Wu Bird."
"Wood of the Thousand-Year Mad Corpse."
All were spirit herbs of golden quality. As the ingredients were added, fierce flames suddenly erupted. Fang Ming skillfully controlled the temperature of the flames, knowing when to use a gentle fire, when to use a fierce fire, and when to add new ingredients, all details meticulously executed.
Under Fang Ming's steady and uneventful refining process, the prototype of the Nine-Bend Profound Truth Pill was slowly taking shape within the alchemy furnace.
"This young man is actually about to refine the Nine-Bend Profound Truth Pill. How is this possible?"
Dao Xuan watched from the side, dumbfounded. This skilled refining technique and the mastery of fire control were skills she had only witnessed in Lianyun, an Alchemy Master of the Lingxiao Sect. Now, it was appearing on a young boy.
If Fang Ming knew that Dao Xuan was comparing him to a so-called Alchemy Master, he would have laughed out loud. What was Lin Xuan's level of alchemy? It could be said that as long as the medicinal ingredients were sufficient, he could refine Heaven-tier pills with ease. How could a mere Alchemy Master compare?
Time passed quickly. As Fang Ming adjusted the flames, the medicinal fragrance from the alchemy furnace gradually wafted out.
"Now is the time!"
Fang Ming looked through the alchemy furnace, as if seeing a pill taking shape.
"The Nine-Bend Profound Truth Pill is refined!"
Fang Ming shouted, and a round, orange pill flew out of the alchemy furnace and towards his hand.
The antidote, the "Nine-Bend Profound Truth Pill," was refined!
"This child is a monstrous genius!" Witnessing Fang Ming refine a high-grade Spirit tier pill with her own eyes, Dao Xuan's worldview shattered. She was also a genius, a divine body genius. Entering the Golden Core realm was smooth sailing, to say the least, and certainly not fraught with difficulties.
But even she, a peerless genius, could not accept a thirteen or fourteen-year-old Alchemy Master.
"Could this be an unprecedented genius in the cultivation world? No, it should be an eternal genius," Dao Xuan Zhenren mused.
"But no matter what, my life is saved."
"This is the Nine-Bend Profound Truth Pill. What do you say, do you believe I can refine it now?" Fang Ming said calmly, his tone filled with confidence.
"I believe, I believe!"
Dao Xuan excitedly took the pill and swallowed it. She sat cross-legged on the ground and began circulating her energy to expel the poison. As time passed, the green toxins on her back gradually receded.
Six hours later, she had expelled ninety percent of the poison. At this point, she had recovered more than half of her strength as a Golden Core cultivator. Her previous frailty had completely disappeared, and she had regained the dignified demeanor she displayed during the grand competition in Liangchen Prefecture!
"Congratulations, the toxins in your body are almost completely expelled. The remaining internal injuries will heal completely with a few days of cultivation for your Golden Core realm. It's not a problem," Fang Ming said with a light smile.
Dao Xuan looked at the young boy before her. He was clad in blue, his delicate face filled with a smile. She could not repay this life-saving grace with mere thanks. Perhaps... she made a decision in her heart.
She pursed her red lips and said with a smile, "To be honest, I am Dao Xuan, a Golden Core Zhenren of the Lingxiao Sect."
Although Dao Xuan Zhenren knew Fang Ming already knew this, she emphasized her identity to facilitate their conversation.
"The Lingxiao Sect is a major sect occupying half of Qingzhou, with several Nascent Soul Ancestors guarding it, endless resources, and countless techniques. Would you be willing to join my Lingxiao Sect as a core disciple?" Dao Xuan said to Fang Ming.
Bringing Fang Ming into the Lingxiao Sect and giving him a core disciple spot was Dao Xuan's way of repaying Fang Ming for saving her life.
The Lingxiao Sect had many outer disciples who held a low position in the sect and often performed menial tasks, unable to focus on cultivation. Inner disciples had much better treatment and were the future backbone of the sect. Core disciples were treated as future sect leaders and elders, groomed for leadership. If nothing unexpected happened, they would reach the Golden Core realm and become high-ranking members of the Lingxiao Sect, truly reserved for the sect's prodigies.