Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 275

Chapter 275 No one stipulates that the pill must be swallowed in one gulp

After persuading the unreliable Changcun Xianweng and the even more unreliable Bai Hongtu to leave, Jiang Li finally contacted the Chiwu Furnace.

“Let me teach this kid how to refine the Peiyuan Pill? Haha, Human Emperor, you’re really good at judging people—no, furnaces, really.” Seeing that Jiang Li chose him over Su Wei, the Chiwu Furnace was so happy that its lid flew off with a clanging sound.

It felt this was a historic moment proving its superiority over Su Wei.

The Human Emperor’s certification.

The adorable jade-like child was panting as he wiped the Chiwu Furnace, silent.

“Is this also a powerful fusion cultivator?” Yu Feng had never seen a talking furnace before and thought it was transformed by some powerful being with a special hobby.

“It’s just a furnace, a top-level Dao artifact, the Chiwu Furnace.”

“Top-level Dao artifact?” Yu Feng gasped, his eyes etched with inexperience. He had only heard of fusion-stage cultivators in the Tonggu World wielding Dao artifacts, but he had never seen anything like them.

“I didn’t know that Dao weapons can talk?”

“…You are just like the blind men touching an elephant. Dao weapons that can talk are exceptions. Generally, Dao weapons are inanimate objects.”

“The blind men touching an elephant?”

“Nothing. These are idioms from Kyushu. There are allusions you don’t know.”

“Little kid, come here. I will teach you how to make Pei Yuan Dan. I promise I can teach you better than that guy Su Wei!”

Half an hour later, Yu Feng was speechless, holding the heavy Pei Yuan Dan in his hands.

Why is this Pei Yuan Dan different from what he imagined? It seems a little big

. Yu Feng gestured a little and it was as big as his head.

Yu Feng hesitated and doubted his own alchemy skills. He clearly followed the steps, so how could he make a ball?

“Senior Jiang, did I refine it incorrectly?”

“You did it right. This is the best Peiyuan Pill,” Jiang Li explained considerately. “You can only take fifty ordinary Peiyuan Pills. Any more than fifty won’t have any effect.”

“But this Peiyuan Ball—no, one Peiyuan Pill is equivalent to a hundred ordinary Peiyuan Pills. If you take it, it’s like taking a hundred Peiyuan Pills, breaking the fifty-pill limit.”

“I understand the logic, but how do you eat it?”

Jiang Li offered constructive advice. “No one says you have to swallow pills whole. Use a spoon to scoop them out.”

Yu Feng felt truly enlightened today. Not only did he see a talking spiritual treasure, but he also saw pills eaten by scooping them out.

Eating watermelon?

Perhaps it’s this unconventional way of thinking that makes the Jiuzhou world more powerful than our Tonggu world. As Yu Feng ate the Peiyuan Pill with a spoon, he reflected on the flaws of the Tonggu world.

It must be said that Chiwu Lu’s thinking was more flexible than Su Wei’s. The Peiyuan Pills refined according to its method were truly effective. Yu Feng felt his spiritual power grow with every bite.

Yu Feng exclaimed, “I’ve already reached the minor perfection of the initial stage of foundation building!”

Jiang Li had never understood how the cultivation levels in the Tonggu World were divided. Isn’t that a hassle?

Yu Feng couldn’t take half a pill anymore, clutching his stomach and saying he couldn’t finish it.

This was worse than eating half a watermelon.

“Maybe I can try it tomorrow; the effect won’t be much different,” Jiang Li said. While the medicinal properties of typical pills evaporate when cut, this Peiyuan Pill doesn’t have that problem. The medicinal properties are firmly locked in the pharmacology, lingering for a long time.

…

“Master, try this! It’s an accidental byproduct of my alchemy, and it’s incredibly delicious.” Yu Feng held the bowl and handed it to Taoist Tongchen.

Taoist Tongchen admonished Yu Feng, “You’re so young, but you’re not learning well. You have such a great talent for talismans, but you’re not using it. Why are you learning alchemy? Without recipes, how can you make elixirs?”

In the Tonggu World, elixir recipes are strictly controlled, passed down only between master and disciple, never shared with outsiders. Even the recipe for Peiyuan Pills is something alchemists are reluctant to share.

As they’re passed down, the recipes change.

This leads to a wide variety of Peiyuan Pills on the market, but their effects vary widely.

Even Taoist Tongchen, who is at the Nascent Soul stage, only has a few mediocre recipes, such as those for Peiyuan Pills and Foundation Establishment Pills, which he acquired in exchange for talismans from alchemists.

“I don’t think you have any useful recipes. Take them. These were given to me by my friends.” Taoist Tongchen glanced at Yu Feng and handed him the few remaining recipes.

Yu Feng took the recipes and glanced at them, finding they were all basic recipes taught by Chiwu Lu.

He handed the bowl to Taoist Tongchen: “Thank you, Master. Please try this. It’s really delicious.”

“For your filial piety, I will try it.” Taoist Tongchen took a sip and found it tasted okay, so he drank it all in one gulp.

“This thing…” Taoist Tongchen’s eyes suddenly widened. He was surprised to find that his hidden injury was gradually healing. Although it was imperceptible, it was definitely healing!

“What kind of elixir did you refine to get this thing?!” Taoist Tongchen asked excitedly.

“Peking Yuan Pill.” Yu Feng took out a half-eaten Peking Yuan Pill.

“…” Taoist Tongchen wondered if his good disciple had been deceived by someone.

However, this bowl of byproduct was indeed having an effect on him.

“Master, don’t worry. My alchemy won’t interfere with my comprehension of the Dao of Talismans. Alchemy is a side job, while talismans are my main focus.”

“Well, that’s good to understand. But you can also put some effort into your alchemy. This bowl of water tastes good, for example. I like it very much. If you come across something similar in the future, you can give it to me to try.”

“Yes.”

Yu Feng made up the story about the so-called byproducts of alchemy. He had specially refined this bowl of water to heal Taoist Tongchen’s injuries.

He hoped that his master could return to his prime. An uninjured Nascent Soul cultivator proficient in the Dao of Talismans was extremely powerful.

…

“Is Senior Sister here?” Yu Feng ran to Senior Sister Wu Lian’s courtyard.

“What’s wrong?” Senior Sister Wu Lian finished her training and left her room.

“This is a small alchemy furnace that Senior Sister gave me. I couldn’t wait to try it out and see if I could make an elixir.”

At this point, Yu Feng chuckled sheepishly, “In the end, I failed. The elixir didn’t work.”

Senior Sister Wu Lian consoled him, “It’s normal to fail the first time you refine an elixir. Don’t be discouraged.”

“Even though it failed, there are still some good things.” Yu Feng took out a gourd of elixirs, boasting, “These are companion elixirs. They’re not very potent, but they’re very sweet.”

Hearing the sweetness of the elixirs, Senior Sister Wu Lian was tempted: “Let me try them. They’re so sweet!”

Senior Sister Wu Lian was surprised. This was exactly what she had bought the furnace to refine, but she had never succeeded. She had never expected to succeed with her junior brother.

Jiang Li thought, how could it not be sweet? Yu Feng made it with sugarcane.

“If they’re delicious, I’ll give them all to you, Senior Sister.” Yu Feng gave Wu Lian both the gourd and the elixir.

“Really?” Senior Sister Wu Lian jumped for joy, but she didn’t show it on the outside. She gave Yu Feng a serious admonition.

“Remember, alchemy is just for relaxation. Don’t waste your talent in the art of talismans.”

“Got it.” Yu Feng nodded obediently.

(End of this chapter)