Eternal Cultivation Of Alchemy

Alex returned back to Aethersage the next morning, excited to hear about the Godkiller’s tomb. He had heard so much about it from everyone, including Bai Jingshen, who had made it abundantly clear that it was the place he had to go to at least once in his life.

With the chances being that he was the man that Godkiller waited for, he had to go there. The tomb held something for him if everything he heard from Bai Jingshen was true.

Aethersage sighed upon seeing Alex. “Brother Dawnblade, you did not warn me how futile most of my effort was going to be with this blood,” he said. “I’ve been trying the entire night and I’m barely getting anywhere at all.”

Alex sat down before the man, looking down at the cauldron half filled with blood. Immediately, his eyes widened. The aura in the cauldron had begun getting both weaker and denser.

Meaning that it was breaking down from Divine Grade to Immortal Grade, and since it multiplied when that happened, the aura felt thick now.

“How did you do all this in just a day?” Alex asked. “I swear this would’ve taken me 3 days.”

“Oh, I have an incredible Spiritual energy recovery technique that I can use to get back what I lost,” Aethersage said “I use it when I am out of spiritual energy and just continue like nothing happened.”

Alex looked at the man. “You have a Spiritual energy recovery technique? Such a thing even exists?” he asked.

Alex had seen pills, formations, and artifacts that did such a thing. But never had he known that there were techniques out there that could do such a thing as well.

“Oh, I do believe the technique is very rare,” Aethersage said. “I got it… by some fortunate circumstances.”

“I must say you are lucky then,” Alex said. “When did you find it? Before becoming an Immortal or after?”

“Before,” Aethersage said. “I believe I had just become a Saint around that time. I was quite lucky as I said.”

Alex nodded. “You went to Godkiller’s tomb when you were already an Immortal though, right?” he asked.

“Of course,” Aethersage said. “I had been one for about half a century or so when I went there. Then I spent my time cultivating and learning what I could for another 50 years.”

“What is it like? What does the place look like?” Alex asked, very much looking forward to hearing about it all.

“It’s… difficult to explain without you being there,” Aethersage said. “In some ways, it’s beyond expectations. And in some ways, it’s disappointing even.”

“Disappointing?” Alex asked.

“Yeah. The secret realm itself is quite massive, filled to the brim with many different types of locations. There are forests, caves, gardens, and grottos. Each one of those places is filled to the brim with treasures. I swear I must’ve seen over ten thousand treasures.”

“But there’s this annoying thing where you have to take a test each time so you can get a chance to win that treasure. The treasures are right at your fingertips too, but because the test is so difficult under most circumstances, you can’t really pass most of the time, so you get nothing.”

“How difficult is it?” Alex asked.

“Well, I did a few. The one I passed had me compete against a few other competitors in a battle for Qi control. I had to use my Qi to move some items while listening to the instructions. It took 3 days for it to end because me and this other woman didn’t miss a single beat. The woman must’ve been mentally fatigued by the end of 3 days and I finally won.”

“I got a mirror that… uhh… well, I would show you but it’s in my Soul Space,” he said.

“So all of it is like that?” Alex asked.

“Yes. All of it,” Aethersage said. “Although, I will say not everything is so hard. It’s just about finding the right test for you. Even without the test, there are places where you can train or learn to improve everything else. Not to mention the ingredients and materials that are only found there. The secret realm won’t allow you to take too many, so you have a lot of it to get.”

“Okay…” Alex said. He more or less got the gist of the matter. “Then what about the tomb? What is it like inside?”

Since Alex knew for a fact that Godkiller hadn’t died, he was quite curious to learn about what sort of items were available inside the tomb.

“The tomb?” Aethersage asked before shrugging. It was clear that he had no interest in the tomb at all. “It’s there, I guess.”

“What’s it like?” Alex asked.

“It’s a large hexagonal building with a massive stone door, hanging large flags that—”

“No, not the aesthetics of the building. The inside,” Alex asked.

Aethersage couldn’t help but cock his head to the side when hearing that question. “Do you not know that one cannot go into the tomb?” he asked.

“Can’t go into the tomb?” Alex asked. “Why not?”

“You just can’t,” Aethersage said. “The door just doesn’t open. In over the hundred thousand years since the tomb has existed, it has never once opened for the public. It’s always the outside, never the main building.”

So you can’t enter it?” Alex asked.

“No. You can’t teleport in, break through walls, or do whatever nonsense that can be done to get inside,” Aethersage said. “Trust me. I tried everything.”

“I’ll trust you,” Alex said. There was no reason not to trust. Especially when the man told him everything.

Honestly, Alex was quite disappointed after hearing how lackluster everything sounded in the tomb, but that was because the main tomb itself wasn’t opened. Surely the main tomb was so much better.

‘But no one can enter it,’ Alex thought. ‘If I went there, could I?’

He would have to go to find out. “When is the next time it opens again?” he asked.

“900 years,” Aethersage said. “There’s a lot of time until then.”