A Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Starting as a Sword-Forging Servant and Ascending to Immorta

Lei Yang reluctantly leaned back against the broken wall, still holding the Wind and Thunder Sword in his hands.

On the other side, the beautiful woman raised her finger and tapped lightly.

The inside of the alchemy furnace lit up.

The naturally formed fire-gathering patterns at the bottom of the furnace appeared first, then spread upwards along the furnace wall. Each pattern was tightly connected to the furnace body, and the flow of spiritual energy was uninterrupted.

The deacons of the weapon hall present were all stunned.

They only knew that it was a top-grade alchemy furnace, but they did not expect that the array patterns inside were so complete.

Someone instinctively took two steps closer.

"This fire-gathering pattern..."

"There are no traces of later engraving."

"Was it formed naturally during the forging process?"

The beautiful woman ignored them and sent another burst of spiritual energy into the furnace.

A ball of red flame rose from the bottom of the furnace.

As soon as the flames appeared, they were immediately divided into dozens of strands by the array patterns and spread evenly along the inner wall.

The firepower was almost identical in every location.

"Did you see clearly?"

The beautiful woman turned to Chen Baichuan.

"This furnace has been used for seven alchemy sessions, and the operation of the alchemical fire has not been disrupted even once."

"The extraction speed of the same batch of medicinal materials was reduced by 30%. The number of pills produced increased by 20%, and the toxicity of the pills was reduced by nearly half."

Chen Baichuan stared into the furnace.

"That's because the alchemy furnace is good."

"Who built the alchemy furnace?"

"Brother Zhou."

"Therefore, he should enter the Alchemy Hall."

"fart!"

Chen Baichuan raised his hand and pointed in that direction.

"Alchemy requires a furnace, and since he made the furnace, he should also be admitted to the Weaponry Hall!"

The beautiful woman withdrew her spiritual power, and the flames inside the furnace went out.

"You only see that he can fix the stove."

"When processing fire poison sand, he can remove impurities through red copper. When repairing cold iron, he does not damage the original structure of the material. After the earth fire goes out of control, he can still control the point of fire, allowing the array patterns to close on their own inside the furnace."

"If you put this kind of fire control ability in your weapon-making hall, you'll only use it to fight swords."

She paused, placing her palm on the edge of the stove.

"If he were placed in the alchemy hall, how many batches of pills could he save, and how many high-grade spiritual pills could he refine?"

Chen Baichuan immediately retorted.

"According to your logic, anyone who can chop wood should be sent to the alchemy hall. Without firewood, how will you start a fire?"

"Chen Baichuan, stop talking nonsense to me."

"You started talking nonsense!"

"Master Zhou is able to distribute the heat in the furnace so evenly, and he also has the ability to judge the changes in the properties of medicines. The first time he saw the fire poison sand, he was able to point out that it would cause the furnace to explode. It would be a waste not to study alchemy with this ability."

Xue Yi stood behind, her shoulders hunching slightly.

Seeing her reaction, Zhou Lingxuan's suspicions were completely confirmed.

Elder Shen's detailed knowledge suggests that Xue Yi had recounted everything that happened that night.

It's likely that even her past incidents of exploding the oven will be brought up again.

Chen Baichuan walked half a circle around the alchemy furnace.

"He could see the fire poison sand because he had been forging iron for a hundred years."

"He can control the heat because he has been forging iron for a hundred years."

"He can repair cold iron because he has been forging iron for a hundred years."

Chen Baichuan raised his hand and patted the furnace.

"You call this an alchemy prodigy?"

"I think you just want to lure people into the alchemy hall so they'll spend their days repairing your furnaces!"

The beautiful woman lowered her brows slightly.

"It's better than having someone from the blacksmith shop for you."

"He was originally a blacksmith!"

"Who says a blacksmith can't practice alchemy?"

"That's what I decided!"

Who do you think you are?

The two streams of spiritual energy dispersed simultaneously.

It was sharp on one side and carried a heavy medicinal effect on the other.

The moment the two made contact, the scattered pebbles in the courtyard began to roll. The three-legged cloud-shaped incense burner beside them also emitted a low hum, and its lid vibrated continuously.

Several deacons from the equipment hall quickly retreated.

The two men with triangular eyes quickened their pace, eager to leave as soon as possible.

He had triangular eyes, yet he had even forgotten how to walk.

He stared with his mouth slightly open, glancing at Chen Baichuan and then at the beautiful woman in Dantang, his mind filled with the words he had just heard.

The hall master's share.

Take any of the available spiritual materials.

The conditions for Dantang have been doubled.

Elders from the Weaponry Hall personally tried to seize the person, while high-ranking members of the Pill Hall blocked the road with top-grade pill furnaces.

Is this really that old handyman who is nearing the end of his life and has no cultivation?

When Zhang Qian sent him over, he only said that Zhou Lingxuan was temporarily staying in the abandoned hall and was being secretly protected by Qin Zhaoyun. Now that Qin Zhaoyun has left the sect, it is the best time to make a move.

He thought this job would be easy.

They forced an old man to handle the poison with his bare hands, without even using a weapon.

How long had they been inside?

The seemingly unskilled youth, wielding the strange sword forged by Zhou Lingxuan, cleaved him in two despite being of a higher level.

He consumed the Blood-Burning Pill, but still failed to kill his opponent.

Elder Qitang arrived shortly afterward, pinned him to the ground with a single move, and then offered Zhou Lingxuan the benefits of being a hall master.

Now even the Dan Hall has come.

The man with the triangular eyes felt a tightness in his throat as he recalled the words he had shouted earlier.

He actually made Zhou Lingxuan handle the poison with his bare hands in front of so many people, and even threatened to break his legs.

Whether Zhang Qian will protect him once this gets out is another matter.

The people from the Weapon Hall and the Alchemy Hall will probably settle accounts with him first.

The servants nearby also realized what was happening, and they all lowered their heads, wishing they could disappear into the ground on the spot.

The servant, whose mouth had been gagged, struggled to make muffled noises.

The steward of the instrument hall, who was holding him, got tired of listening and tore off the cloth.

"What are you shouting for?"

"Senior brother, I didn't do anything!"

The servant's voice trembled with anxiety.

"The poison was ordered to be pushed over by Triangle Eyes; the order came from Senior Brother Zhang. I just helped push the cart a few steps!"

The man with the triangular eyes suddenly turned his head.

"You're talking nonsense!"

"That's exactly right!"

The servant, disregarding his broken leg, shouted repeatedly at Zhou Lingxuan.

"Master Zhou, I really didn't mean to harm you!"

"I didn't say a word after I walked in; the fight was only started because of that sly-eyed guy!"

The other two also spoke up.

"Master Zhou, I didn't know the bucket contained poison!"

"I thought it was just ordinary waste pill residue!"

"It was all instigated by the guy with the triangular eyes!"

The man with the triangular eyes trembled with anger.

"That's not what you said when you started fighting!"

The group started arguing on the spot.

The steward of the instrument hall grew tired of listening and reached out to stuff the cloth back into their mouths.

"Save your energy."

"Once we get to the Enforcement Hall, there will be plenty of time to explain."

The triangular-eyed man collapsed.

He looked at Zhou Lingxuan standing in the courtyard and could no longer find any trace of his previous contempt.

The old man didn't even lift a finger.

But they had already been bound by the Spirit Lock, some were injured, some were crippled, and even Zhang Qian, who had instigated them, was publicly scolded by the two elders.

From now on, anyone who wants to openly confront Zhou Lingxuan should at least consider the implications for the Qi Hall and Dan Hall.

Zhou Lingxuan, however, had no time to pay attention to them.

The argument between Chen Baichuan and the beautiful woman grew increasingly heated, and their spiritual energy pressed closer and closer.

He was sandwiched in the middle, his robes swaying wildly as the air currents on either side pulled them.

Xue Yi moved closer to the alchemy furnace.

"Old Zhou..."

Zhou Lingxuan looked at her.

Xue Yi immediately changed her tune.

"Master Zhou."

"Did you bring the alchemy furnace?"

"If Master wants to see it, I can't stop him."

"I remember you promised not to reveal the forging matter casually."

Xue Yi lowered her head.

"I didn't just say it casually."

"I only told my master."

Zhou Lingxuan rubbed his temples.

"Then why did she come here herself?"

"I asked my master for a longevity pill, but she wouldn't give it to me."

Xue Yi's voice grew softer and softer.

"I told her that there was a centenarian blacksmith who could forge weapons with sword intent and had even created a top-grade pill furnace. If I gave her a longevity pill, she could help repair the furnace in the pill hall if it ever broke down."

After listening, Zhou Lingxuan remained silent for a long time.

Xue Yi secretly raised her head.

Are you angry?

"no."

"Then why aren't you saying anything?"

"Just think of all the trouble that one sentence of yours has caused me."

Xue Yi wanted to explain further, but Chen Baichuan's voice came through.

"Brother Zhou has forged the embryo of the Heaven and Earth Sword! The way of the sword and weapon crafting are his true paths!"

The beautiful woman refused to budge an inch.

"Only one Heaven and Earth Sword Embryo has been formed, while the Three-Legged Flowing Cloud Furnace has already refined pills seven times. Which one is more suitable for him? Is there any need to argue about it?"

"One win is enough!"

"You dare to boast about how luck can make you a sword?"

"Can you repeat 'luck'?"

Chen Baichuan raised his hand and summoned a flying sword from behind his back.

The beautiful woman held up the three-legged cloud-shaped incense burner with one hand, and the fire inside the burner rose again.

"Let's have a fight."

"Whoever wins, gets the prize."

"Fine, let's fight!"

Holding the Wind and Thunder Sword, Lei Yang struggled to his feet from the broken wall.

"Old Zhou, are they really going to fight?"

Zhou Lingxuan looked at the two people in the courtyard, and then at the triangular-eyed men who were being dragged away. He felt a throbbing pain in his forehead.

He raised his hand to press down on Chen Baichuan's flying sword, then supported the edge of the three-legged Flowing Cloud Furnace, sighed, and spoke softly:

"Gentlemen, could you please let me say something first?"