Building a sect from scratch.

Chapter 400: My First Experience with the High-Pressure Mandarin Duck Pot and Alchemy Furnace

Fortunately, since Yituo Yemao originally worked in a shop in the Naba Sea area, and for the convenience of working, he had applied for a homestead in the Naba Sea area a week earlier. Since there were relatively few players applying at that time, it was approved smoothly. As a result, although Yituo Yemao was poor, he actually had a Naba Sea area land deed that is now hard to come by!

Of course, he doesn't have the money or time to build a house right now. He just followed the example of many Nabahai people and temporarily set up a tent on his homestead as a place to log on and off. At least he doesn't have to squeeze into a large dormitory with other players to play "corpse stacking".

The tent was a secondhand find at the night market in Chang'an. It wasn't too old, and its biggest advantage was the price. The downside was its rather ugly appearance. It was supposedly a first-generation tent developed by the bigwigs of Chang'an, with very poor waterproof and windproof performance. Its principle was simply to sew insulating array patterns into the fabric. While wind and rain couldn't get inside, the tent fabric would still get wet, resulting in a very damp atmosphere inside. If the temperature dropped further, it would be damp and cold, even more unbearable than the magical attacks of winter in southern China.

Of course, while it's not a comfortable place to live, it's not a big problem to use it as a "corpse storage" space—it doesn't matter if the corpse is cold after logging off, and once the foundation is established, you won't even catch a cold anymore, so whether the tent is cold or not is even less important.

However, today is a bright and sunny day, so the tent of a bunch of night owls is still relatively clean and tidy.

He rushed back to his not-so-large homestead, chose a relatively open spot, moved the base he had already built with bricks over and set it up, and then "took out" the dual-compartment alchemy furnace from his system inventory.

With a loud "bang," a huge covered hot pot slammed onto the brick base, bounced slightly, and then got stuck firmly in place.

Subsequently, the numerous materials he had accumulated from his friends in the same town finally came in handy, and he began to take out spiritual materials one after another from a Qiankun bag.

Most of them were unknown medicinal herbs, a few were strange ingredients and spiritual plants, but the most outrageous were two huge, already processed, jet-black pig trotters.

These two pig trotters were enormous, several times larger than the raw pig trotters commonly sold in the markets of China. Even compared to the wild boars of the Central Continent in the Guixu Realm, only a rare and large pig could grow such large trotters.

Immediately afterwards, a bunch of night owls started digging for even more outrageous things—

Charcoal, wooden board (cutting board), cleaver, two buckets of spring water, ginger, scallions, peanuts, goji berries, red dates...

The pig's trotters had already been cooked, which removed some of the gamey smell, but they still needed to be blanched again. So, the night owl first stuffed some charcoal under the double-compartment stove, tore off a tinderbox, and preheated the pot. Then, he scooped some spiritual spring water into the pot and heated it. Next, he picked up a cleaver, chopped some scallions and ginger, threw them into the pot, and then cut the pig's trotters into small pieces. When the spiritual spring water boiled, he threw the pig's trotter pieces into the pot to blanch them.

After blanching the pig's trotters, the pig's trotters were taken out of the water. The foamy spring water in the pot was poured out, and after washing them, the night owl added fresh spring water and reheated it.

This time, he also put in pieces of pig's trotters, scallions, ginger, and peanuts.

Then, he turned to picking through the scattered spiritual materials on the side.

In truth, he didn't recognize most of the spiritual materials. Fortunately, every player had the [Appraisal] skill, and after so much enrichment from everyone, the entries registered and compiled by players in the "Ten Continents Chronicle Illustrated Guide" were enough to cover all the spiritual materials collected by this night owl. He used the Appraisal skill to identify them one by one, and finally selected more than twenty kinds of spiritual materials. He washed them, removed the unusable roots, stems, leaves, and outer skin, and put them into the pot.

However, it is worth mentioning that since this pot called "Yuan Yang Guo Dan Lu" is a real Yuan Yang pot, although the same pig's feet and ingredients are placed on both sides, the spiritual materials are completely different.

A group of night owls planned to experiment in two directions: one focusing on improving cultivation level, and the other on increasing speed—or rather, agility and reaction speed. In short, both directions were the most popular among players. If one failed, the other might succeed, so at least they could break even!
This pot of pig's feet soup isn't cheap!

Once all the ingredients were finally prepared, the night owl put the pot lid on tightly. Then, he pulled out a talisman that faintly glowed with an orange-red light, tore it apart with gritted teeth, and tossed it into the already burning pile of charcoal. This talisman was a high-level fire talisman he had specially bought from a talisman cultivator for a little over three yuan. It could ignite a wisp of orange spiritual fire—the talisman cultivator claimed it was his natal true fire. However, the night owl knew nothing about such knowledge and could only use it at this moment with the mindset of "let's give it a try, anyway, it looks more advanced than the fire ignited by ordinary fire talismans."

The talisman cultivator probably wasn't lying to him.

As the talisman burned, the flames at the bottom of the furnace indeed turned an extremely bright orange-red. In an instant, even the surrounding temperature seemed to rise considerably, and beads of sweat began to roll down the forehead of a night owl.

"Good heavens! With such an extreme temperature, will this even work?!"

A clown muttered to itself while staring worriedly at the brick base under the stove for a long while.

He wasn't worried about the specially customized "Mandarin Duck Hot Pot Alchemy Furnace." Uncle Song was a reputable alchemist among players, and the quality of his alchemy products was guaranteed. This spiritual fire would definitely be fine.

But that blue brick base was just a building brick that he casually begged from the Nabahai people who were building a house next door. Its ability to withstand temperature is probably limited. If the temperature of the spirit fire is too high, it will probably be the first one to fail!
Fortunately, such worries now seem somewhat unnecessary. At least after observing for a while, the blue brick base remained sturdy, showing no sign of buckling. On the contrary, he himself was so hot that his clothes were soaked with sweat.

Left with no other choice, the group of night owls could only walk away. Only after standing far away did they see that the air around the pot was so hot that it looked distorted!

According to the rules of the Guixu Realm, a certain night owl even specifically looked up how long it takes to refine pills.

However, there is no fixed time limit for this. The shortest time is half an hour, while the longest time is several years. There is no unified standard at all.

As for the "medicinal soup," or rather, "functional dish" that this night owl made himself, he had no idea how long it needed to simmer.

However, out of concern for the value of that talisman, he waited until the wisp of spiritual fire brought by the talisman died out before extinguishing the charcoal fire.

But at that moment, he didn't dare lift the pot lid at all—

Are you kidding me?! This pot doesn't have a vent! And it's just been exposed to such high temperatures! It's practically a high-pressure bomb that hasn't exploded yet! Who would dare risk their life to lift the lid?!
But the chat was constantly buzzing with messages from Huang Zhucao, the powerful alchemist he had become an apprentice to—

"Don't worry! It won't explode!"

"It's true! The Void Realm is different from our China!"

"Besides, it's just a game! It's not that realistic!"

"Besides, you're not incapable of being resurrected, so what are you worried about?"

"I'm not kidding you! Although I don't know the exact principle, it really won't explode—as long as you add spiritual spring water, it absolutely won't explode!"