C19 He Used the Pressure Cooker to Refine Pills

Two hours later, Ye Tian departed from Zhexiu Peak and made a trip to the supermarket and pharmacy, returning to his rental home laden with bags of various sizes. Among the items he carried were common Earthly herbs like ginseng and angelica, as well as three gas cylinders, two stoves, and five pressure cookers. To the uninitiated, it might seem as though Ye Tian was gearing up to open a soup kitchen. But in truth, these were the materials he had gathered for pill refinement.

The ginseng and angelica served as auxiliary ingredients for the Essence Restoring Pill, a formula Ye Tian had improved upon discovering Celestial Heart Grass. The pressure cookers and gas stoves, on the other hand, were makeshift tools and sources of heat for his alchemical endeavors. He couldn't let the absence of a Pill Furnace be his downfall. Though the pressure cookers were no match for his Pill Furnace, and the natural gas flame paled in comparison to his Heavenly Fire and Earthfire, it was still a step up from having nothing at all.

Once the gas stoves and pressure cookers were set up, Ye Tian turned his attention to the Celestial Heart Grass. Its inherent toxicity had to be removed before it could be used in crafting the Essence Restoring Pill. With a focused thought, Ye Tian grasped a stalk of the grass in his left hand, channeling his Magic Power into it. The grass quivered as if stirred by an invisible breeze, and a pale green liquid, the essence of its poison, beaded at the leaf's edge.

Ye Tian carefully collected the toxic dew into a pre-prepared porcelain bowl. This refined venom could swiftly assault the lungs, leaving even a Pure Warrior gasping for breath and drained of strength. In his former life as a Pill Monarch at the Uncut Jade Stage, such a substance would have been beneath his notice. But as Ye Tian, with his current modest level of cultivation, this poison could tip the scales in his favor against formidable foes.

It took a while, but eventually, Ye Tian succeeded in completely extracting the toxin from the Celestial Heart Grass. The herb transformed from its original green to a silvery white, radiating a subtle Spiritual Energy and resembling less a plant and more a fine piece of craftsmanship.

"Success or failure, I must give this a shot!" he resolved. Firing up the gas stove, he preheated the pressure cooker until its base glowed faintly red, then swiftly placed the Celestial Heart Grass inside. Upon entering the cooker, the grass dissolved into a shimmering silver liquid, releasing a slightly bitter medicinal scent throughout the space.

Ye Tian wasted no time adding the previously purchased ginseng and angelica to the mix, then sealed the cooker and kept a vigilant eye on the gas flame. The pressure cooker began to rock violently atop the fire, a critical phase known as Tempering Pill, where the essence of all the ingredients would be purified and transformed into the Pill.

An hour later, a thunderous boom echoed through the room. "I've failed..." Ye Tian muttered, gazing at the pressure cooker's lid blown askew, revealing the charred mess within, his face etched with a rueful smile.

If the inhabitants of the Square Inch Spirit Domain were to discover that he had failed at refining even the simplest first-grade Essence Restoring Pill, they would surely be in stitches.

Yet, Ye Tian's expression remained undaunted.

He had anticipated the high risk of failure due to his innovative approach to Pill refinement.

While absorbing Celestial Heart Grass alone could enhance his cultivation, the impact paled in comparison to the Essence Restoring Pill; even consuming all five stalks wouldn't match a third of the pill's effect.

To Ye Tian, failure was not to be feared. A single success would more than compensate for all his current losses.

"Let's go again! What pill cultivators need most is unwavering resolve!"

With a slight squeeze of his fingers and a swift wave of his hand, Ye Tian cleared away the shattered remnants of the pressure cooker and the residual medicinal waste. He then sat cross-legged, detoxified the Celestial Heart Grass, and fired up the furnace for another round of pill crafting.

True to his words, the path to becoming a pill cultivator demands relentless perseverance.

The more advanced the Pill, the greater the likelihood of failure. Those who lose heart after a few setbacks will never ascend to the zenith of the Pill Tao.

As time slipped away into the night, Ye Tian's courtyard was once again filled with the sounds of explosive attempts.

If not for the disinterested neighbors and the fact that Ye Tian resided in a feared haunted house, the spectacle might have drawn a crowd, perhaps even prompting a police visit.

"I've finally done it!"

The moment the tumultuous pressure cooker stilled and wafts of rich medicinal scent seeped through the lid's edges, a gleam of triumph flashed in Ye Tian's eyes.

Without a moment's delay, he extinguished the fire and lifted the lid.

Inside lay a deep red Pill, its potent fragrance filling the air, its Spiritual Energy so tangible it nearly took form.

"With the Pill's deep red hue and sixty percent potency, this is indeed a remarkable feat under such challenging conditions!"

Ye Tian's lips curved into a satisfied smile as he retrieved the Essence Restoring Pill.

Pills varied not only in grade but also in potency, with the purest yielding the most beneficial effects.

A Pill with sixty percent potency contained Spiritual Energy equivalent to that of seven stalks of Essence Restoring Grass.

Back in the Square Inch Spirit Domain, a Pill refined by Ye Tian would have boasted a full one hundred percent potency.

"The Pill enters the body, converges in the Dantian, and transforms into potency!"

Murmuring the mantra, Ye Tian tossed the Essence Restoring Pill into his mouth.

It dissolved instantly, becoming streams of pure Spiritual Energy that coursed swiftly through his body.

With hands clasped, he practiced the Idea of Flint Monastery technique, directing the Spiritual Energy through his limbs and bones.

Sweat beaded on his forehead, mingled with blood-hued impurities that gave off a foul odor.

This flow of Spiritual Energy was purifying his physique, expelling all contaminants.

Eventually, Ye Tian channeled the energy into his Dantian, infusing it into the Spirit Fire phantom within.

Upon contact, the phantom flame surged, expanding from the size of a fingernail to that of a pinky finger. Though it barely solidified, it unleashed a ferocious aura, as if ready to ascend to the heavens and scorch the celestial realms.

The Spirit Fire's phantom flickered and transformed. Ye Tian closed his eyes, his Divine Sense swiftly flying forth from his mind. Despite the closed door, he could perceive everything within a two-meter radius as if it were laid out before him.

Every detail was revealed with such clarity, it surpassed even the sharpness of his own eyesight!

"The Divine Sense has taken shape. I've reached the second level of the Cavern Stage!"

With his Divine Sense withdrawn, Ye Tian felt a surge of strength coursing through his limbs and bones, alleviating the weakness that had accompanied his rebirth.

He rose and made his way to the bathroom. After cleansing his body of impurities, he caught his reflection in the mirror.

"The Idea of Flint Monastery is incredibly potent. Previously, when I advanced to the second level of the Cavern Stage, there was no remarkable change. But this technique not only enhances one's appearance, physique, and temperament..."

Ye Tian's face had slimmed down, his features sharpening into a more handsome visage. He had grown from 1.75 meters to roughly 1.77 meters, and there was now an unmistakable air of authority in his bearing. With a slight smile and a firm clench of his fists, he felt empowered.

True freedom could only be achieved through strength!

"What's next..." Ye Tian's eyes took on a deep, contemplative look as he scanned the room, murmuring to himself, "I'm curious to uncover the treasure Qin Xuanming hid here that led to his untimely demise!"