Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 1447: Chapter 540: Nine Zhang Cauldron, Hundred Pills Unison Refining!

In the quiet cultivation room,

only the long breaths, spaced far apart, proved someone was inside.

After another surge of medicinal toxins was fully exhaled, the redness on Luo Chen’s face slowly faded away.

However, although much of it had dissipated, his face was still noticeably ruddy due to the constant consumption of True Flame Pills and the expulsion of their medicinal toxins.

If his build were a little more robust, and he went outside, he’d probably earn himself the nickname ”Red-faced Big Man.”

But this was unimportant.

The path of cultivation was manifold, with countless methods leading to the ultimate Path of Longevity.

It was precisely because Immortal Cultivators practiced various unique and strange techniques that anomalies often manifest externally.

Such as red faces, purple faces, or sickly yellow complexions, and so on.

There were even some whose practice went awry, resulting in overnight graying of hair or dry, brittle hair color, not an uncommon sight.

Luo Chen didn’t much care about the color of his face, but it indirectly showcased the domineering potency of the Top Grade True Flame Pill!

”One pill is equivalent to ten Lower Grade ones!”

Luo Chen murmured to himself, his eyes brimming with surprise and delight.

For ordinary elixirs, their potency usually doubles with each increase in grade.

One, two, four, eight, respectively corresponding to Lower Grade, Medium Grade, Ascendant Grade, and Top Grade levels.

This was an insight Luo Chen had derived on his own.

Other Pill Refiners?

Sorry, out of ten thousand Pill Refiners, it would be rare for anyone to refine Top Grade elixirs, so naturally, they couldn’t discern this pattern.

That’s precisely why Luo Chen was so pleasantly surprised.

The potency of the True Flame Pill slightly disrupted this routine.

Its potency increased at levels of one, two, five, ten.

In other words, once the grade of True Flame Pill reached Ascendant Grade, it underwent a qualitative change, reaching its maximum limit at the Top Grade Level!

Such a change was considerably greater than the Starry Pills he had consumed for many years.

This was just a difference in the change; if one were to directly compare potency, a Lower Grade True Flame Pill would be 50% more potent than a Starry Pill.

The intricate details and data were quite complex, only Luo Chen, the one consuming them, could have such precise knowledge.

After pondering for a while, his excitement gradually subsided, leaving only traces of regret.

”The cost-effectiveness is actually quite high, but unless I bleed the Flying Swallow Islands dry, they cannot sustain my cultivation.”

If he were to follow the most ideal approach, he would consume Top Grade True Flame Pills daily for his practice, thus achieving the fastest possible cultivation speed.

One Top Grade pill was worth ten Lower Grade True Flame Pills and equivalent to 15 Lower Grade Starry Pills.

As long as he could afford it and develop no resistance, Luo Chen would need only 100 to 200 years to reach Golden Core Finalization, even with a Third-Order Lower Grade Spirit Vein.

The problem lay in ”affordable wealth.”

It was clear that the Flying Swallow Islands couldn’t sustain his daily consumption.

The previous situation alone had caused the major clans to sigh and complain bitterly.

If he were to consume Top Grade True Flame Pills for cultivation daily, the entire 36 Flying Swallow Islands would be drained dry.

A rebellion would be inevitable!

Therefore, after some deliberation, Luo Chen could only keep his daily pill consumption at the Top Grade Level.

In this way, ten portions of raw materials, with a 50% success rate, could produce five portions of True Flame Pills, that is, fifty Ascendant Grade pills, enough for nearly two months of use.

This was relatively cheaper than producing one portion of Top Grade True Flame Pills from ten, which amounted to only ten pills.

It was all about cost-effectiveness, one for cultivation speed and the other for financial capacity.

After comprehensive consideration, Luo Chen chose the most suitable plan for the current situation.

Feeling the Golden Core inside his body slowly absorbing the remaining power of the elixir, Luo Chen’s thoughts inevitably drifted to the conversation he had with Wu Qi the day before.

Mo Luo Sect.

Blood Nightmare Mo Luo.

Twelve Sect Masters.

Canghai Righteous Alliance.

Finally, his thoughts lingered on the ”ten years” timeline mentioned by the other party.

According to the current situation, in ten years, he ought to be able to steadily step into the Fourth layer of Golden Core, the Middle Stage Golden Core Realm.

By then, his strength would undergo another qualitative change.

Later, when facing Wu Qi again, his chances of winning would be seventy to eighty percent.

But, that was just Wu Qi!

And a Wu Qi who hadn’t used all his methods.

”North Sea Cultivation World, with demons and monsters running rampant, the Cultivators’ spell combat ability here is particularly strong, surpassing the various domains of the Eastern Wasteland. Perhaps only those cultivators near the Million Savage Mountains in the New Realm are not inferior in combat ability to their peers.”

Two encounters with local cultivators of the same order had already given Luo Chen a slight glimpse of the formidable nature of the ”Demon Sea” Cultivators.

Consequently, he revised his estimation of his own strength.

At the Third Layer Golden Core, he could fight those in the Middle Stage, but he definitely couldn’t beat a Late Golden Core Stage Cultivator. He could run, though.

This barely aligned with the previous notion of ”barely able to protect oneself.”

And just barely at that, as he must be able to flee.

To truly withstand attacks, he would have to wait until after reaching the Middle Stage Golden Core.

This left Luo Chen somewhat dissatisfied.

Despite practicing numerous techniques, possessing an array of Magic Items, and cultivating the Cultivation Technique known as the Ancestor of Fire Law, in the end, this was all he could achieve.

It was quite disheartening.

If his thoughts were known to others, they would likely scold him fiercely.

Aiming to fight Late-Stage Great Cultivators while just at the Early or Middle Golden Core Stage, what about the hundreds of years others have spent in arduous practice?

”Not enough!”

”Far from enough!”

”With my current cultivation speed secured, I must enhance my combat ability once again.”