Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 295 Alchemist

Nie Zhaonan's behavior was beyond her expectations. He just drank another glass with a pensive look on his face, as if he was considering something.

After a while, Nie Zhaonan looked at Hu Ming, as if he had made up his mind, and said slowly: "May I see the recipe of the Ice Spirit Wine?"

"Brother Jiao, what do you mean by this? Are you sure you can gather all the materials?" Hu Ming's heart moved, and there was some expectation and disbelief in his tone.

Even if a fire-attributed dragon travels far and wide, it is impossible for it to collect all twenty-one ice-attributed elixirs in the recipe.

This ice sea, which can attract so many demon cultivators, must have its own unique features. The strong icy power is not only helpful for their cultivation, but also extremely suitable for the growth of spiritual medicines with corresponding attributes. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is an ice attribute holy land in the human world.

Only in this kind of ice sea can there be so many ice-attributed spiritual medicines. It is almost impossible for the outside world to find so many ice-attributed spiritual medicines.

"When I came here and talked with Brother Jiao, I smelled a faint medicinal fragrance on Brother Jiao. I didn't pay much attention to it at that time. Now I think about it, Brother Jiao must have a lot of elixirs in his hands." Xue Mei wrinkled her nose slightly and said as if recalling something.

Bing Yuan looked at Xue Mei with a strange look. Is this why you are so close to him?

Nie Zhaonan just glanced at Xue Mei, not paying any attention. He nodded calmly and said, "I have gained a lot from traveling around. I do have quite a few spiritual medicines, including dozens of ice-attributed spiritual medicines. I should be able to find what Brother Hu Ming needs."

All the demon cultivators present, whether it was Tiger Lord, Bing Yuan or Xue Mei, were stunned when they heard Nie Zhaonan speak in such a loud tone.

There are dozens of spiritual medicines with ice attributes alone. If all the spiritual medicines on the body are added together, wouldn’t there be at least hundreds of them?
"Oh? This is a bit strange. How could Brother Jiao have so many elixirs in his hands? Brother Jiao, don't think too much. I have no other intentions, and I don't have any malicious intent." Hu Ming was also very surprised, with a look of joy on his face.

"I am Jiao, a humble person. After I transformed, I learned the art of alchemy. When I helped some fellow Taoists to refine pills, I would also collect some spiritual medicines as rewards. That's how I have my current wealth." Nie Zhaonan said in a flat tone, revealing his identity at the right time.

It was true that he was an alchemist, and he was an extremely experienced one. After all, the types and quantities of the pills he had refined were far beyond the imagination of other cultivators.

"Alchemist!!!" Bing Yuan's face changed greatly, and she said in shock: "The art of alchemy is still best practiced by human cultivators. Even so, there are very few people among humans who can be called alchemists, let alone our demon race."

"Before we demons transform, our intelligence is not that high. If we want to refine elixirs, we have to survive the eighth-level transformation thunder tribulation and transform into human form before we can hope to refine elixirs and weapons."

"There are many obstacles. For example, we, the ice-attributed demon cultivators, are not good at the way of fire, so we are naturally not suitable for refining pills. There are also various other restrictions, which makes it so rare for us demon cultivators to be good at refining pills."

As Bing Yuan spoke, her emotions gradually calmed down, but her eyes looking at Nie Zhaonan became brighter.

In their Ice Sea, there are so many transformed demon cultivators, but not only are there those who are good at refining pills, there is not even one person who can make pills.

However, I heard that there are demon cultivators in the Ten Thousand Demons Valley who can refine some elixirs that are useful for high-level demon beasts, but that's all.

For demon cultivators, even if they obtain precious elixirs, due to the lack of alchemists, they just swallow them directly most of the time, even though this has limited effect on them as they cannot mix them like alchemists to bring out the full medicinal effects of the elixir.

Being able to refine ice spirit wine like Hu Ming is already the best way to utilize spiritual medicine. However, such opportunities are very rare. How many demon cultivators can refine spirit wine and spirit liquid?
"From what Brother Jiao said, it seems that Brother Jiao believes that his alchemy skills are amazing. Not only can he refine many kinds of elixirs, but he also has some elixirs that are useful to people like me?" Hu Ming heard another meaning in Nie Zhaonan's words, and his majestic face smiled with even more joy.

There is naturally a world of difference between an alchemist who can only refine one or two kinds of elixirs and a truly great alchemist with superb alchemy skills.

Being able to refine elixirs that are useful to transformed monsters like them, the benefits of this elixir are self-evident.

Glancing at the four demon cultivators who were looking expectant, Nie Zhaonan said calmly, "It is impossible for me to refine a pill that I have never refined before."

Nie Zhaonan almost made a slip of the tongue, but he adjusted himself quickly. All the demon cultivators were focused on the fact that Nie Zhaonan could make pills, so they didn't hear anything wrong.

"After just a few tries, he was able to refine a type of elixir that had never been refined before. There is no doubt that he is a true master of alchemy, or even a grandmaster of alchemy." This was the unanimous thought in the minds of several demon cultivators.

Of course, when faced with some extremely difficult elixirs to refine, Nie Zhaonan may fail countless times, but he has the spiritual field that can ripen the elixirs indefinitely. No matter how many failures he suffers, the elixirs will not be burned, nor will it affect his ability to finally refine the elixir.

The reason for saying this is just to establish the image of a true alchemy master and to pave the way for subsequent actions.

It's normal for him to be good at alchemy, right? It's also normal for him to like collecting elixirs, right? It's also natural for him to collect cold dew grass.

"Brother Jiao is so awesome!" Xue Mei looked at Nie Zhaonan without blinking and spoke softly.

Waves of admiration flowed from her eyes, which could be seen by everyone and could not be concealed.

"Master Jiao!" Tiger Lord, who had not spoken for a long time, showed sincerity and hope: "Can you make a healing pill for me?"

When he asks for something, he naturally uses respectful terms.

Nie Zhaonan did not reply, but just looked at Hu Ming, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

"Well, after this is done, I will give two more pots of Ice Spirit Wine to Brother Jiao." Hu Ming let out a long sigh.

In order to make his brother's injury heal as soon as possible, he had to bleed again. Otherwise, it would take Tiger Lord dozens or even hundreds of years to recover by himself.

As for the healing pill he had thrown to Tiger Lord before, it was obtained by killing a cultivator from Beiye Xiaoji Palace. There was only one pill, and the efficacy of the pill could not be said to be very good. It only had a slight effect and could suppress the aggravation of the injury, but it could not quickly restore Tiger Lord's injury.

Nie Zhaonan nodded with satisfaction.

After sending out seven pots of spiritual wine in a row, Hu Ming was in a bad mood. He glared at the useless Tiger Lord fiercely, and then turned his gaze to Nie Zhaonan.

Suddenly remembering something, he slapped his head heavily and said in a daze: "This is the recipe for Bingling Wine. Brother Jiao, please see how many spiritual herbs in the recipe you have."

As he spoke, a white light flashed in his big hand, and a jade slip made of beautiful blue jade appeared in his hand. He aimed in the right direction and threw it out.

He would see if he could recover his losses from Nie Zhaonan, hoping not to disappoint him.

Nie Zhaonan did not hesitate and caught it. A ray of spiritual consciousness emanated and silently penetrated into the jade slip. He slowly closed his eyes and carefully browsed the contents of the jade slip.

Sure enough, these were the names of twenty-one kinds of spiritual medicines, all of which had icy properties, no more, no less, and there was nothing else besides them. There was not even a refining method that Nie Zhaonan was slightly interested in.

"Even if outsiders get it, it will be useless, let alone unable to refine it. Hu Ming is still unwilling to let me see the method of refining Ice Spirit Wine. He is too cautious." Nie Zhaonan was a little disappointed and sighed secretly.

He did not dwell on this matter too much, but just silently looked at the names and pictures of the spiritual medicines in the jade slips, as well as the detailed descriptions, and compared them with the spiritual medicines in his hand one by one. Because the human world is very vast, and each immortal cultivation world is far away from each other, there is not much communication, and even like the Chaos Star Sea, it has been isolated from Tiannan for a long time. The same spiritual medicine may have different names in different places, so Nie Zhaonan needs to carefully identify and compare.

Soon, Nie Zhaonan withdrew his consciousness and his eyes slowly opened.

"How about it? How much can Brother Jiao take out?" Looking at Nie Zhaonan who had a calm face, Hu Ming asked anxiously.

"Brother Hu Ming, how many jars of spirit wine do you have left?" Nie Zhaonan asked instead of answering.

"Brother Jiao means that you can collect all twenty-one kinds of elixirs in the recipe?" Hu Ming was speechless, with a look of horror on his face.

In his expectation, it would be good if Nie Zhaonan could come up with more than a dozen kinds of spiritual medicines. How could he really expect him to collect them all? It was simply impossible.

And judging from Nie Zhaonan's tone, he could still come up with quite a bit.

"It just so happens that I have collected these elixirs." Nie Zhaonan nodded, speaking in a forced, flat tone.

After receiving a positive answer, Hu Ming laughed loudly and said, "I still have eleven pots of ice spirit wine in my hand. Brother Jiao, if you have the ability, you can exchange all the spirit wine for me. But the price of the exchange is three portions of spirit medicine for two pots of spirit wine. For eleven pots of spirit wine, Brother Jiao can just take out sixteen portions of spirit medicine."

"Brother Jiao, don't think you are at a disadvantage. After all, refining the Ice Spirit Wine takes me a lot of time. And every time I refine a pot, my vitality will be consumed, and it takes a long time to recover." Finally, Hu Ming explained.

After saying this, he looked at Nie Zhaonan with a fiery look. He naturally hoped that Nie Zhaonan would replace all eleven pots of spirit wine at once, so that he could refine sixteen pots of spirit wine again by just spending more time.

One or two hundred years is nothing but a tiny amount of time for him who has a lifespan of tens of thousands of years.

Nie Zhaonan did not rush to reply, but looked thoughtful, as if he was having trouble making a decision.

Previously, Hu Ming promised him seven pots of Ice Spirit Wine, five of which would be used as a thank you for saving his life, and two would be exchanged for making healing pills.

Ice Spirit Wine was not a magical item that could defy the heavens. It could not infinitely strengthen the body and strengthen the Blue Ice Flame. Ice Spirit Wine was also like a pill. Its effect would always reach its peak and lose its effect on Nie Zhaonan.

Judging from the effectiveness of Bingling Wine, if I exchange it for eight more pots, a total of fifteen pots would be enough.

Therefore, there is no need to trade all the Ice Spirit Wine, so as not to reveal too much information and cause Hu Ming to have bad intentions. His current goal is to obtain the Ice Dew Grass.

After thinking it over, Nie Zhaonan let out a long breath and said reluctantly:

"I originally wanted to keep some spiritual medicine for later use, but this ice spiritual wine is really hard to come by, so I had no choice but to take out all twelve spiritual medicines."

After saying that, Nie Zhaonan flicked his sleeves, and a storage bag slowly flew out from his sleeves and hovered in front of him.

After a flash of hesitation on his face, Nie Zhaonan pushed the storage bag out.

The conditions for preserving spiritual medicines are harsh, so it is impossible for him to store so many spiritual medicines in his hands all the time. The spiritual medicines in this storage bag were naturally those that he had instructed the earth dragon in the cave to ripen with spiritual stones.

"It's such a pity. I thought Brother Jiao could exchange for all the spirit wine in my hand." Hu Ming felt a little regretful, but soon smiled again and said:

"But it's also good to be able to exchange for eight pots of spirit wine. Brother Jiao, you also know the effect of ice spirit wine, you won't suffer any loss."

Nie Zhaonan nodded, seeming to be in a better mood.

At this time, Hu Ming had already taken the storage bag, and took out jade boxes one by one, and began to check the elixirs inside.

Every time a jade box was opened, others would look at it with curiosity, followed by envious glances.

After a long while, after checking the last spiritual medicine, Hu Ming put away the storage bag and nodded, "Yes, one spiritual medicine is not a small number. Each spiritual medicine has reached the age of a thousand years, and there is no obvious loss of medicinal power."

In fact, Nie Zhaonan secretly instructed Tujialong to use his magic power to extract a trace of the medicinal power after picking the spiritual herbs. Otherwise, each spiritual herb would be like the ones just picked, and it would be easy to see that there was something wrong.

"Here are Brother Jiao's fifteen pots of spiritual wine." Hu Ming also threw out a storage bag.

Nie Zhaonan was a little surprised and said, "It should be thirteen pots. The healing pills that Brother Hu Jun needs have not been refined yet. How can Jiao collect them in advance?"

"Alas." Hu Ming said with an unhappy look on his face: "Brother Jiao has done us a great favor, how could he accept the reward without doing anything? How could I be worried at all? Brother Jiao, just accept it first."

Nie Zhaonan was just being polite, and seeing Hu Ming say so, he did not refuse too much.

He took the storage bag, scanned it with his spiritual sense, and after confirming that it was the Ice Spirit Wine, he put it into his sleeve.

"Well, I will go and make medicine for Brother Hu Jun now. This way, he will get better as soon as possible." Nie Zhaonan said impatiently.

Upon hearing this, Tiger King showed joy and some gratitude.

"No hurry, no hurry. The wine is not finished yet. How can Brother Jiao, as a guest, leave early? Wouldn't that mean we haven't entertained him well enough?" Hu Ming tried to stop him.

"Yes, yes. My elder brother is right. My injury is not urgent." Tiger Lord also spoke.

"Brother Jiao, Xuemei offers you a drink~" Xuemei raised her glass and said in a soft voice.

Nie Zhaonan raised his glass in return and drank it all in one gulp.

Xue Mei took a sip gently, as she was afraid that if she drank too much, she would not be able to refine it quickly.

"Brother Jiao, can you tell us about things outside Dajin?" Xue Mei continued.

The others also looked curious, not only about the events and what they saw, but they were even more curious about the dragon Nie Zhaonan.

(End of this chapter)