Eternal Cultivation Of Alchemy

Alex found it hard to look away from the face that appeared before him. It was not just the face but the entire body, down to the clothes themselves.

The woman that had appeared after the final lightning bolt wore the green robes of the Hong Wu sect itself.

Alex took a step forward, unable to believe his eyes. How could she be here?

“Master?” he called out again.

The woman turned her head, the blurriness in her figure only visible when she moved. She saw Alex and beamed as a bright smile appeared on her face.

“Master!” she called out excitedly.

Alex paused for a moment, taken aback by who appeared to look like Ma Rong calling him her master. It was only then that the shock of the situation faded enough for Alex to realize what was happening.

“Are you… Memory?” Alex asked in surprise.

The woman with Ma Rong’s face nodded fervently. “I finally evolved, Master. Just like you asked of me.”

Alex could hardly believe his eyes. “Why… why do you look like this?” he asked. “Why do you look like my master?”

Memory looked down at herself and cocked her head. “I don’t know,” she said simply. “But you did make me in her memory, did you not?”

The words took Alex right back to the day when he first created Memory. The cauldron he had received from Ma Rong had been destroyed in a Pill Cloud just a while ago, and he needed one desperately.

Because of that, when he was finally able to create a cauldron for himself, he had chosen to make Memory in the shape of the cauldron he had received from his master.

Throughout the entire time he made it, he had mostly just thought about his master.

Alex wondered if that had anything to do with this. Had he unintentionally intended for this to happen?

Whatever the reason, he didn’t mind this. Rather, to get to see his master in something other than his memories, he couldn’t stop his tears from flowing.

He was happy.

“Intent can affect spirits,” Godslayer said. “Rather, it is the only thing that can affect how they form. You must’ve really cared for your master for your cauldron to take that shape.”

Alex nodded as he wiped his tears away.

“I’m curious to see what your cauldron is capable of doing now,” Godslayer said. “It should be far stronger than before, and considering it went through artifact tribulation, it might have evolved with not one ability but rather two.”

Those words alone were all that Alex needed to stop crying and get excited instead. He walked over to Memory and looked at her closely. Considering that she was nothing more than a spirit, she appeared to be quite real.

Memory smiled the entire time he looked at her.

“Wait, can spirits appear outside of their artifacts?” Alex asked. “I never realized such a thing was possible.”

“It’s possible, but only when they’ve gone through artifact tribulation,” Godslayer said. “Otherwise, it would need assistance to appear outside of itself, and if kept out for too long, it will die.”

Alex nodded but grew doubtful. “You didn’t die.”

“I am different,” Godslayer answered.

Alex accepted that as an answer for now. He walked around Memory, checking her from every angle. The bond between them was now so much stronger. It was even stronger than his bond with his beast.

‘I wonder when Midnight can do the same,’ Alex thought. ‘Maybe I’ll need to form another Axiom before it can evolve.’

After looking through Memory, he sat beside her and sent his senses inside of her. “What can you do now?” he asked.

“Hmm, let me see,” Memory spoke through not their bond, but rather through a sort of spiritual sense that came out of her physical body.

“I can create up to five copies of myself,” Memory said. “Each one of which is practically the original me.”

“Okay…” Alex wasn’t very excited about this ability. Having multiple cauldrons wasn’t a bad thing, but he already had many cauldrons in his Soul Space. What were five more?

“Anything else?” he asked with an expectant look.

“I can also absorb a limited amount of energy coming from outside of myself and use it later to create a defensive barrier in a small area around me. I can’t tell how strong the energy would have to be before I can’t absorb it and am instead damaged.”

Alex liked this ability a bit more. It was not a bad thing for Memory to be able to defend him if he was busy making pills. Once the tournament was over, he would have to test Memory’s limit.

Hopefully, Memory could continue to grow.

“Those are some rather good abilities your cauldron spirit has evolved with,” Godslayer said. “It’s not necessarily something that can help you with alchemy, but I doubt you ever really needed your cauldron’s help for that.”

Alex smiled. “You’re not wrong about that,” he said.

Just the fact that his cauldron had two abilities should make him happy. Sure, one of those powers wasn’t as good as he might have wanted it to be, but it was still something.

“You have evolved well,” Alex said. “You should go back into your body now. We should focus back on the competition.”

Memory’s face fell a little, and she began pouting. “Why are you sending me away without hearing everything I can do?”

“I can hear that later—” Alex froze. “What do you mean? Don’t you have two new abilities?”

Memory shook her head. “I have three.”

Alex’s eyes widened, and at the same time, he heard Godslayer gasp in his mind. Even the sword spirit hadn’t realized that an artifact could be born with three powers.

Alex gulped a little, unable to believe his ears. “You can still do something else?”

Memory nodded. “I evolved with three powers,” she said with a proud expression on her face.

Alex was flabbergasted.

“What else can you do?”