LRAB Chapter 12 Indestructible
Chapter 12 Indestructible
Yang Wudi accepted the three drops of essence blood, and seeing Yang Hui's pale face, he felt a pang of pain in his heart.
Yet I felt gratified.
My grandson has the heart of a strong person, which is an essential quality for becoming strong. He can tolerate what others cannot tolerate, he can make up for what others are not perfect, and he can treat others with fairness.
Therefore, he did not delay any longer, turned around and walked to a flat boulder by the spring, where he sat down cross-legged.
He took out an antique jade box from his pocket, which contained several auxiliary medicinal herbs from the Yang family's treasure trove.
The three drops of essence blood shone brightly, containing the life essence of Yang Hui after being tempered by ice and fire, and still retaining his innate cold and fire properties, which are the most crucial medicinal ingredients for refining the "Detoxification Pill".
Yang Wudi took a deep breath, his expression becoming extremely focused.
He did not possess the perfect pill formula recorded in the Xuan Tian Bao Lu like Tang San, but as the patriarch of the Po clan, his expertise in toxicology and pharmacology was second to none.
Combining Yang Hui's constitution with the characteristics of Dugu Bo's toxins, he created a detoxification method that "uses cold to attack the poison, fire as a guide, and medicine as a base."
He carefully dripped the essence blood from the jade bottle into the medicine cauldron given to him by Dugu Bo.
The medicine cauldron is made of thousand-year-old cold jade, which is best at preserving the medicinal properties.
Then, he used his soul power to shatter each medicinal herb, leaving behind the purest medicinal essence.
"rise!"
Yang Wudi gave a low shout, and placed his right hand on the medicine cauldron. A surge of pure soul power flowed into it, transforming into black flames, and began to heat it at an extremely slow and steady pace.
The most challenging aspect of refining this elixir is not the heat, but the control over the medicinal properties.
Every bit of soul power output and every fusion of medicinal herbs must be precise to the finest degree.
If one is not careful, not only will the elixir be ruined, but the medicinal power contained within it may even backfire on the alchemist.
Yang Hui stood quietly to the side, not daring to make the slightest sound.
Looking at his grandfather's focused and serious profile, and at the colorful glow rising from the medicine cauldron, he gained a new understanding of the identity of "alchemist".
This is not just a simple matter of preparing an antidote; it is the ultimate manipulation of soul power and mental power.
Time flowed slowly through the silent valley.
On the first day, a strange fragrance wafted from the medicine cauldron, sometimes icy cold and sometimes unbearably hot.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Yang Wudi's forehead, but the light in his eyes grew even sharper.
The next day, the liquid in the medicine cauldron began to thicken, and its color gradually settled from a colorful hue to a deep, dark green.
Under the guidance of Yang Wudi's soul power, the violent energy of ice and fire perfectly merged with Yang Hui's essence and blood, transforming into a warm and vibrant energy.
On the third day, as the first rays of dawn pierced through the poisonous miasma and shone into the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, a soft "pop" sound came from the medicine cauldron.
Three pills, each the size of a longan and dark green in color, with golden patterns on their surface, lay quietly at the bottom of the medicine cauldron.
"It's done!"
Yang Wudi let out a long breath, a weary smile of relief appearing on his face.
He carefully used jade tweezers to remove the elixir and placed it into a specially made jade bottle.
Immediately after that, Yang Wudi removed the oppressive aura that had enveloped the valley.
Dugu Bo, who was outside the valley, also received the signal and came as a green mist.
Dugu Bo immediately spotted Yang Hui, looking radiant by the spring, and the pills he had already refined. He was overjoyed.
"Brother Yang! The medicine...the medicine is finished?!"
Yang Wudi handed over the jade bottle, his voice slightly hoarse from three days and three nights of refining:
"Brother Dugu, I call this pill the 'Azure Phosphorus Calamity-Resolving Pill.' It's not a one-time antidote, but rather requires one pill every ten days, guided by your soul power to deliver its medicinal properties throughout your body's meridians, working from the outside in, ultimately dissolving all toxins. This process takes a month, one pill per day, for a total of three pills. There are three pills in this bottle."
With trembling hands, Dugu Bo took the jade bottle, opened the stopper, and a strange medicinal fragrance wafted out, which actually calmed down the restless Bilin snake venom in his body.
He was so excited he could barely speak, and bowed deeply to Yang Wudi: "Brother Yang, I, Dugu Bo, will never forget your great kindness!! If you have any requests, I will not dare to refuse!"
Yang Wudi waved his hand and laughed, "Brother Dugu, you're too kind. We're allies now, no need for such formalities. Once you're cured of the poison and my grandson has achieved his goal, we can discuss the future together."
Dugu Bo nodded emphatically, his eyes shining with unprecedented hope.
Yang Hui breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this scene.
With the toxins removed, if Dugu Bo were to consume the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower again, his martial soul would surely undergo another transformation, becoming a top-tier beast martial soul. At that time, the Breaking Clan would also have a truly trustworthy Title Douluo!
His grandfather, of course, consumed that rare and precious chrysanthemum.
After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Dugu Bo took his leave, preparing to return to the Heaven Dou Empire for secluded cultivation, agreeing to return in a month.
Before long, the valley returned to tranquility, with only the gurgling sound of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Spring remaining.
Yang Hui's gaze fell on the rare and precious chrysanthemum growing quietly on the edge of the fire spring.
The overall color is a magnificent purple, and each petal looks fuzzy. The most eye-catching part is the central stamen, which is more than half a foot higher than the petals, and the tip of the stamen shines with a faint golden light.
"Grandpa, please take the Qirong Tongtianju (a type of chrysanthemum) quickly."
Yang Hui pointed to the herb and spoke earnestly.
Yang Wudi followed his gaze and nodded.
"The Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum, when consumed, circulates Qi throughout the limbs and unblocks the eight meridians, enabling one to cultivate an indestructible body. I suppose I now have a chance to recover..."
Yang Wudi's voice held a barely perceptible hint of excitement.
"Grandpa, please take it now," Yang Hui urged, not wanting anything to go wrong.
Yang Wudi shook his head, a look of exhaustion on his face.
"No rush. These past three days of refining the 'Azure Phosphorus Calamity Elixir' have consumed too much of my soul power and mental strength. If I were to force myself to take it now, not only would I not be able to fully absorb its medicinal power, but I might also lose control of my body due to mental exhaustion."
He took a deep breath, his gaze resolute: "I need to rest for three days to recuperate and prepare myself to meet this opportunity in peak condition."
Yang Hui nodded, indicating his understanding.
He seemed too hasty. Now, apart from Dugu Bo, probably no one else could find this place.
For the next three days, Yang Wudi sat quietly by the spring to regulate his breathing.
Yang Hui used this time to continue absorbing the remaining ice and fire medicinal power in his body, transforming it into profound soul power.
Although he consumed two immortal herbs, he could only soak in the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well for about an hour each day.
But the effect of this one hour of cultivation is equivalent to that of a whole day.
……
three days later.
Yang Wudi opened his eyes, his gaze sharp and restrained, his aura steady as a mountain.
He immediately got up, went to the Qirong Tongtianju (a type of chrysanthemum), took a deep breath, and reached out to pick it.
Without the slightest hesitation, he first plucked the golden stamen that was half a foot above the petals and swallowed it in one gulp.
Next, pluck the purple petals one by one and chew them carefully.
As the immortal herb entered his stomach, a warm yet domineering golden aura instantly exploded within his body.
This force is not violent, but it possesses an invincible sharpness.
He then took several kinds of herbs to strengthen his constitution and maximize the medicinal effects of the herb.
Unlike Yang Hui, he didn't have to worry about the medicine being too strong; he was only worried about it not being strong enough.
Yang Wudi sat down cross-legged, circulated his soul power, and guided the golden energy flow throughout his body.
"Buzz—"
The Soul-Breaking Spear's martial spirit appeared on its own, and the spear trembled violently, as if it were cheering and yearning.
Wherever the golden energy flowed, the old, hidden injuries and the fine cracks in Yang Wudi's meridians were instantly healed, as if smoothed out by an iron.
The meridians, which had been somewhat fragile due to the excessive pursuit of offensive power, became incredibly resilient under the tempering of this Geng metal energy, as if wrapped in golden threads.
"Indestructible..."
Yang Wudi muttered to himself.
This is not just a physical enhancement, but also a sublimation of his marksmanship.
Time passed by, second by second.
One day, two days, three days...
A faint golden halo began to appear on Yang Wudi's body.
The halo grew stronger and stronger, eventually enveloping his entire body, making him look like a golden Arhat.