Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor.

Chapter 269 The Crucible of Miraculous Medicine, a Powerful Tool for All Living Beings

It was past midnight, the moon was high in the sky, and the silvery sea shimmered like snow.

Inside the grotto, a fire pit burned with eerie whale-like flames, and a large crucible, as thick as three people could hug, sat on the fire.

The milky-white pot was crafted by the True Name Mage from the alchemical metal "Frost Salt Sinking Silver." Its exterior is smooth and delicate, but beneath the surface are numerous hollow pipes. In the very center of the inner bottom is a fragment of a giant's heart stone, which is where all the pipes converge.

As Lin Bo softly chanted the incantation, ancient Dore runes were engraved on the inner wall of the crucible, totaling seventy-nine characters.

This vessel is both a medicine pot and a ritual plate. It is used to refine panaceas and also to carry the miraculous power of panaceas, giving the liquid poured into the pot for boiling a healing effect.

The fire blazes, heating the pot, while the water inside simmers gently.

Just as the Philosopher's Stone comes in many varieties, so too does the Elixir of Life have a multitude of different formulas, one of which was the elixir of immortality that the seven apprentices of the Lighthouse took.

Lin Bo's goal is to create a solid panacea. He chose a fragment of the Heart Stone as the container for the elixir, as the life force contained within it can guide, amplify, and store it.

As the water boiled, the fragments of the heart stone at the bottom of the pot shimmered with a pale red light, like stars. The mage waved his hand, and the mechanical guards lined up on both sides carried buckets of mushroom oil and slowly poured them into the crucible.

As the marine magical energy spread out, the engraved ancient Druid runes seemed to be nourished, lighting up one after another and swimming like a school of fish on the inner wall.

Lin Bo lowered his eyes and silently activated the whale fire. The liquid in the pot boiled violently, and thick steam billowed out like clouds.

He waved his hand again, and the mechanical guards threw bean-sized pieces of gold, finger-length pieces of silver, cat-eye-like red, blue, and green gems, and a large amount of lustrous pearls and coral into the water. The jewels gushed out, reflecting a dazzling and wonderful glow on the cave ceiling, and the water vapor looked like colorful clouds.

Then a jar of salt of nothingness was poured in, and all the treasures were dissolved and corroded, becoming dull as dust, like a layer of silt piled up at the bottom of the pot.

If we compare the crucible to the world, and these blackened, dead gold and silver jewels constitute the earth, then we need to put in a seed symbolizing the tree of life.

Lin Bo opened the sealed box in his hand, revealing a deep red, multifaceted crystal, which was his doctoral dissertation in alchemy: the Higher Philosopher's Stone.

It was also the core material he planned to use to create his ascended body.

After examining it for a moment, the monk said goodbye softly, then took out the entire Philosopher's Stone and put it into the boiling crucible.

The seed took root in the earth, drawing power from the fragments of the heartstone and nutrients from the soil, sprouting into a bright red seedling that flourished in the high-temperature crucible into a vigorous and gnarled mangrove tree.

This mangrove is a phantom created by the ritual, but it symbolizes life itself, from which the universe within the crucible begins to operate and evolve.

The mechanical guards kept pouring mushroom oil, which the mangroves absorbed, gradually producing golden fruits, forty in total, exactly as expected.

Lin Bo extinguished the whale fire, and with the end of the alchemical reaction, the accumulated silt was completely consumed, the mushroom oil was absorbed, and the energy of the heartstone fragments was also completely depleted.

The mangrove in the crucible gradually shattered, and the elixir dissolved in the water. The liquid gold-like liquid flowed through the pipes in the pot to the bottom, pouring into the empty heartstone fragments and dyeing them a tranquil and warm ochre yellow.

[The craftsmanship passed, and the props were successfully produced]

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Miracle Medicine Crucible (Pale Gold)
Type: Alchemy Products / Enchanting Products / Crafting Products

Weight: 365 kg
Item Effect: Automatically generates a "Miracle Potion". Consuming it significantly increases vitality, accelerates wound healing, and immediately dispels the following negative statuses: poison, disease, paralysis, and weakness.

Description: A powerful artifact created by the player to save lives. It is a giant crucible made from fragments of a giant's heart fossil and philosopher's stones. Any liquid boiled in it will be given healing effects, and it can spontaneously draw moisture from the air.

It can be diluted with water before use. —Author's Note
Lin Bo looked at the pot full of original soup and suddenly let out a soft exclamation. He recited the true name of the philosopher stone and scooped up a small grain of red sand from the crucible, which was the reaction residue.

The philosopher's stone, which was originally the size of a finger, is now only this small piece.

Anything can happen in practice. Lin Bo guessed that his calculations were wrong and that he hadn't used up all the reactants.

As he gently stroked the fine sand with his fingers, the Philosopher Stone recounted his experiences to the mage in the deep language of dragons.

During the process of refining the elixir of immortality, all the philosopher stones were completely consumed and underwent a violent transformation. In the yellowing stage, all the philosopher stones were refined into the elixir of immortality, which can be said to have completely perished.

At the final moment, the forty portions of the panacea were successfully condensed, but a tiny amount of liquid remained, insufficient to complete the reddening reaction. As the reaction ended, this unstable liquid spontaneously reversed its form, reverting to its original form as the Philosopher's Stone. It was this grain of sand that revealed to Lin Bo the secret to maintaining stability—constantly returning to the initial state, like reversing time, thus resisting the decay of years and the erosion of wind and sand.

He pondered in a daze, letting the dragon's words from the philosopher stone echo in his ears. The magnificent and complex meaning formed a scene in his mental field, which he observed again and again.

Lin Bo was certain that this was the effect of Lv2 Absolute Control Technique, and even more certain that it was the effect of using Flow Control Technique to enhance Absolute Control Technique.

He has not yet grasped the principle of "metal generating water" in a natural flow, but the philosopher stone demonstrates the principle of reversal.

He tore a blank page from his notebook, scribbled a number on it, chanted his true name, and blessed it with the power of absolute control. Then, he used the secret spirit mercury to cut it into countless fragments.

"Return..." Lin Bo maintained his solitary belief, sensing the fluttering scraps of paper, silently contemplating what the pages would look like if they were intact.

The debris fell to the ground, trembled gently, slowly gathered together, the broken fibers reattached, gradually returning to their original state, and flew back into the mage's hand. He looked down and saw that even the numbers written on the paper were exactly the same.

[Skill check successful, [True Word Control - Absolute] basic proficiency +5]

【Exquisiteness coefficient × 2 (accidental discovery)】

【Health Status Coefficient × 2 (Perfect)】

[Inspiration Proficiency +3 (The road ahead is now open!)]

[Final Calculation Result: [True Word Control Technique - Absolute] Proficiency +23]

Lin Bo lit the white paper, but this time, he couldn't restore the ashes to their original state.

He had a general idea: Lv2 Absolute Control Technique could erase physical damage to objects. Perhaps after advancing to a higher level, it could restore the original properties of objects that had been altered.

Lin Bo had a deeper understanding of the principle of mutual generation between metal and water. This glimmer of insight still couldn't dispel his confusion, but it was undoubtedly a step forward. He felt happy and couldn't help but smile.

He instructed the mechanical guards to watch over the gene weaver, then strolled away with his hands behind his back. The enormous cauldron of wonders floated behind him as he followed the mage across the frost-covered sea back to the cape.

He gathered his apprentices and gave everyone the miraculous medicine from the crucible to ensure they were free from the plague. He then led his disciples, starting from the lighthouse, to distribute the medicine throughout the entire town of Stone Tower.

One dose of this miraculous medicine can be mixed with a hundred doses of decoction.

Unable to sleep due to constant coughing and wheezing in the apprentice cabin, the travelers were awakened by calls and went outside to witness the three-eyed skull standing serenely, its pale gray cloak fluttering in the wind.

"Ah, ah!" The pilgrims cried out in horror as they knelt down in fear.

The lighthouse apprentice mixed the steaming hot medicine and gave it to the patient. The cough and wheezing stopped immediately, and the symptoms improved significantly.

The witch in the white cloak smiled and said, "Go back and get a good night's sleep, you'll be fine."

“He…He is the incarnation of the five gods, the miracle of our Lord!” The foreign patient was filled with anxiety, looking at the old apprentice in front of him, and then secretly glancing at the silent three-eyed skull.

“Yes, you have seen Him.” The disciples either smiled or were serious.

"You came to rescue me? Why... how could an ordinary person like me... have such good luck?" The patient shrank his neck, drooped his head, and lowered his face.

The three-eyed skull raised its hand, its fingertips gently touching the pilgrim's forehead. The pilgrim remained silent, his body trembling, as he desperately wiped his face with his palms. The dust spread across his face, turning into a wet, muddy mess.

He opened his eyes wide, his vision blurred, and watched the group of cloaked people disappear into the distance. The huge crucible reflected a beautiful white light, like a second moon falling to earth.

In the night in Stone Pagoda Town, people were visited by a three-eyed skeleton. In a trembling joy, they took a decoction that ended their long cough and weakness.

Wherever he went, suppressed shouts of joy rang out from under the roof tiles.

The dragon of the tower laughed in the mage's ear.

(End of this chapter)