285 Nine-nine, Eighty-one Refinemen (2/2)

Only like this would the marrow-cleansing pill not bring about any side effects after consumption, allowing for the strengthening of the body's spirit and essence.

The pill's success was imminent.

Feng Lin became even more careful, his hands moving like butterflies that were dancing and fluttering amongst flowers. It was a beautiful sight with a profound rhythm.

The flames in the furnace kept on surging due to his actions. The scorching flames scattered down like the spring rain that nourished all lives, seeping into the pill.

In the end, a golden and round pill medicine gradually took form in the flames.

At the sight of this, Feng Lin was overjoyed. His act of forming seals with his hands slowed down a little. Thus, the flames immediately erupted, releasing an impact that caused a stifled sound to ring out in the furnace.

The pill medicine was instantly engulfed by the flames and disappeared without a trace.

”This is bad!” He shouted in his heart and was about to stop his actions, but he was already too slow.

The pill completely exploded, turning into smoke and releasing a fragrant fog that dissipated into the air.

Just a slight tremble when forming the seals had caused the pill that was about to take form to go to waste. The amount of care required was above that of concocting gene potions.

If he were to concoct pills with the same mentality he did in creating gene potions, it would be a huge mistake.

The creation of gene potions was primarily dependent on the ratio of liquid medicine. Adjustments could be made at any moment while observing the changes to the medicinal properties.

However, alchemy concoction was to refine using flames. Success was gained at one go. There mustn't be any mistakes, or failure would be guaranteed.

It was because the art of alchemy required such great precision that it needed to be supported by mental probing. It was impossible to succeed by relying on feeling alone.

Due to the high requirements, the effects of the pill medicine would also far surpassed that of gene potions.

The crucial point was that one failure didn't mean anything.

Feng Lin calmed down and once again started the refining process.

Dragon-leaf Grass, Mystic Yin Water, Life Replenishing Paste... He added the ingredients into the furnace in the designated order and the flames changed accordingly, tempering and bringing out the optimum state of the medicinal properties. They then integrated together, turning into a single entity.

Very soon, the semi-completed gel-like pill medicine was once again refined.

Close furnace!

Feng Lin put his hands together and the furnace's lid suddenly closed, locking in the flames.

This time around, he didn't dare to let down his guard anymore. Without being affected by external factors, he closed his eyes and used only his spirit force to sense the changes of the pill medicine.

He made nine-nine, eighty-one changes to his hands as he formed the seal, refining with each change!

The pill became increasingly concentrated and the medicinal properties combined into a single entity, unable to be separated. They were locked into the many small pearls.

When he opened his eyes once again, the fire prowess dissipated and a golden pill medicine was floating in the furnace.

Feng Lin beckoned with his hand and the furnace's lid opened naturally, with the pill medicine floating out and landing in his hand.

A pill medicine was like a material item, seeming as if forged from metal. It radiated precious light and was tough as metal, hard to be destroyed.

If an ordinary person was to swallow such a powerful item, they would die from swallowing metal even if they didn't die from the impact of the medicinal properties.

He wondered what profoundness those legendary pills in myths and legends had to be able to let ordinary people rise tremendously.

Before he arrived at that stage, it'd be useless to think too much about it.

Feng Lin didn't ponder too much and appreciated the medicinal prowess of the marrow-cleansing pill. He discovered that the concoction had undoubtedly been a success.

He didn't give it much thought and just swallowed it.

The moment the seemingly material pill medicine entered his mouth, it instantly turned into a lava-like current that suddenly erupted. Endless heat energy seeped into all parts of his body: his blood and flesh, internal organs, bones…

His spine was like a dragon, seething endlessly. A large amount of the cells in his bone marrow split up into the most primitive stem cells, replenishing any minute parts of the human body.

The hidden injuries from the countless fights and massacres were all fixed; his body reached a flawless state. It started to become stronger at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye.

There was this saying in ancient terminology: Only by swallowing a single pill did I know that my destiny is in my hands and not in heaven's control. Only when my destiny is within my control could a golden lotus be planted amidst the fire [1].

Although Feng Lin had yet to reach such a phenomenal level, he had already grasped a bit of it.

[1] A golden lotus that is grown from fire is said to be extremely rare and hard to come by.