Mo Fan had long been dissatisfied with these two mountain monsters who dared to extort him, their greed truly excessive.
“Now my ears can finally have some peace.”
Mo Fan grinned, while also confirming the feedback power within his body, which was exactly as he had expected.
Since these mountain monsters were a type of living creature, they could naturally be broken down by the invisible force within his internal space.
After their decomposition, the two mountain monsters scattered into a pile of stones, with several items emerging, including the few spirit stones Mo Fan had given them.
“Does this count as defeating monsters and looting their gear?”
Looking at the situation in his internal space, Mo Fan’s gaze turned somewhat peculiar.
“Mighty King!”
“I’ve long been fed up with those two one-eyed freaks. If my cultivation wasn’t so lacking, I would’ve taken them on just now!”
Er Ha, standing nearby, began to flatter with an excited expression.
“You know your cultivation is lacking, yet you don’t train harder on normal days?”
Mo Fan shot him a glance.
“Ahem… Great King, I’m already training very hard. Not every demon cultivator can be as formidable as you!”
Er Ha gave a wry cough, looking distressed, then frowned and said, “Great King, those two one-eyed freaks seemed to have some background. By taking them out, won’t we attract trouble?”
“Don’t worry. The Demon King won’t bother with the movements of two lowly demon soldiers.
As long as that so-called Mountain God King doesn’t show up, any other demons that come will just be snacks for your Great King!”
Mo Fan waved his hand, unconcerned.
“Hehe, as expected of the Great King!”
Hearing this, Er Ha instantly relaxed.
Next, Mo Fan led him into a narrow cave. After walking a short distance, it grew increasingly hot. Eventually, Mo Fan saw a stone wall at the far end glowing red, with flames occasionally flickering.
Perhaps because the fire energy within the stone wall was so intense, the ground within a few yards around it also had flames rising, seemingly unextinguishable.
“As expected, it’s the Earth Vein Fire!”
Sensing the heat waves, Mo Fan nodded in satisfaction, then instructed Bai Xue on his shoulder and Er Ha to go outside and guard for him.
After the two demons left, Mo Fan casually used his flying sword to cut a large piece of the stone wall to seal the cave entrance. He then sat cross-legged, quietly reviewing the alchemy knowledge in his mind.
After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he exhaled heavily, opened his mouth, and a pill furnace flew out, landing on the earth fire with a soft clang.
Next, Mo Fan opened his mouth again, spitting out several herbs that flew directly into the furnace. He then used his demon energy to close the furnace lid.
Mo Fan controlled the furnace’s height with his demon energy to manage the heat, while calculating the timing based on the recipe in his memory.
The alchemy techniques passed to him by Hong Yue included not only the methods of pill refining but also various pill recipes.
These ranged from low-grade recipes to fourth-grade ones.
The so-called grades referred to the potency and effectiveness of the pills.
According to the alchemy records, pills were divided into seven grades, corresponding to the seven realms: Innate, Qi Refining, Foundation Building, Core Formation, Nascent Soul, Spirit Transformation, and Celestial Being.
Additionally, there was a type of ungraded pill that required no spiritual herbs and was thus called a low-grade pill.
Since this was his first attempt at pill refining, Mo Fan had little confidence. To minimise herb loss, he started with the lowest-grade, ungraded pills.
These were herbs he had ordered San Cun Ding to gather with the treasure-hunting team a few days ago.
As they didn’t require special spiritual herbs, these were relatively easy to find.
The pill Mo Fan was refining was familiar: the Drunken Demon Pill!
Though an ungraded pill, its value was significant. With a sufficient dose, it could even knock out a demon soldier!
Thus, Mo Fan considered making some to use as a weapon for the small demons of Black Wind Mountain.
Though such methods were somewhat underhanded, in Mo Fan’s view, since they were demons, was there any harm in being a bit despicable?
Methods were merely a means to victory. As long as you won, the details didn’t matter.
As time passed, Mo Fan calculated the timing precisely, immediately retrieving the furnace with his demon energy and opening the lid!
But the next moment, Mo Fan was stunned. A burnt smell wafted out, and upon closer inspection, the furnace contained only a pile of ash…
“Again!”
Mo Fan gritted his teeth and began refining the second batch.
Though the failure frustrated him, he was mentally prepared, as it was his first attempt at alchemy.
With the first experience, Mo Fan shortened the refining time for the second batch, but upon opening the furnace, he still saw ash.
The only improvement was that this ash showed some traces of herbs, not just a chaotic pile of black soot.
“Again!”
The third attempt failed as well.
The fourth, the fifth…
By the eighth attempt, Mo Fan opened the furnace, and it was still a failure!
But his eyes grew brighter!
Because in the furnace’s pill slot, he could clearly see the shape of pills. The only issue was that these pills were pitch-black with a hint of fiery glow…
Through constant refinement, Mo Fan gradually mastered the method for the Drunken Demon Pill. Finally, on the ninth attempt, he succeeded!
Nine pills in total, with eight around the edges burnt black, but the one in the centre was a success!
“It worked?!”
Mo Fan was secretly delighted. He took the pill in hand, examined it closely, sniffed it, and then popped it into his mouth.
As expected, once the pill entered his stomach, a wave of dizziness hit him, but it was quickly filtered out by his body’s instincts!
Though the sensation lasted only a moment, Mo Fan caught it, his face lighting up with joy!
“It should be a success! But since my cultivation has reached the late Demon General stage, my physical strength is far beyond what it used to be.
This Drunken Demon Pill has no effect on me anymore!”
Mo Fan muttered, understanding everything, yet still excited.
He then began attempting more refinements.
The tenth batch failed.
The eleventh batch produced two Drunken Demon Pills.
The twelfth batch produced three.
On the thirteenth batch, Mo Fan’s expectations were dashed. With a resounding boom, the entire furnace exploded!
Mo Fan had formed a demon energy shield around himself in time, avoiding injury from the high-speed furnace fragments.
“It seems even these refined iron magical furnaces can’t withstand prolonged refining…
Good thing I was prepared this time. Let’s see how many furnaces you can blow up!”
Mo Fan chuckled, taking out another furnace to continue refining.
After over a hundred attempts, Mo Fan finally raised the success rate to over six pills per batch.
Looking at the pile of Drunken Demon Pills stacked like a small mountain beside him, Mo Fan felt a surge of pride and was no longer content with refining just Drunken Demon Pills.
“Now that I’ve mostly mastered the heat and timing, it’s time to try refining first-grade pills, Qi Condensation Pills and Fasting Pills!”
