C21 Pill God

"Thousand Pearl Leaf, Ultimate Flower, Rakshasa Stone..."

Lu Yu's mind was flooded with a medicinal formula, prompting him to swiftly jot down each ingredient's name with a flourish of his pen.

Once the list was complete, Lu Yu set his pen aside, only to notice Madame Yurou eyeing him with a curious gaze.

"Yu'er, how did you come to write with such skill?" inquired Madame Yurou.

Their astonishment was understandable; Lu Yu's calligraphy was indeed a marvel to behold.

The strokes were so powerful they seemed to pierce through the paper, his brushwork as fluid and forceful as a dragon or serpent in motion.

This prescription alone was a masterpiece, worthy of being deemed an invaluable treasure.

A person's handwriting can reveal much about their inner state.

In his past life, Lu Yu, the Nether Daolord presiding over the eighteen realms of the underworld, had also integrated the memories of the Heavenly Emperor Taiqian. With such a commanding soul, his writing naturally exuded an air of supremacy.

"It's merely the result of extensive practice," Lu Yu responded coolly. "Zhong Bo, please proceed with gathering the ingredients."

"Yes, Young Master," Zhong Bo replied, carefully stowing the prescription with a mix of reverence and anxiety, as if the paper itself were sacred.

Lu Yu then turned to Lu Lengshuang and advised, "Sister, using medicine might neutralize the Bone Softening Powder, but it could hinder your future cultivation. I recommend waiting until the seal is lifted, then you can expel the powder's effects on your own."

Lu Lengshuang, reclining on the bed, smiled warmly. "I'll follow your lead, Little Yu."

Since her ordeal at King Wei's estate, Lu Lengshuang had grown to rely on her once naive brother, who had now come into his own. It was as though a weight had been lifted from her shoulders, bringing a profound sense of relief.

Madame Yurou, witnessing her son's transformation, was filled with wonder but accepted the new reality.

She was well aware that pleading with the Empress at the Imperial Palace would yield no fruit.

"Mother, sister, I shall begin preparations now," Lu Yu announced, rising to attend to the alchemy that awaited him.

Madame Yurou nodded, and once Lu Yu had departed, she dismissed the servants and took a seat beside Lu Lengshuang's bed.

"Shuang-er, talk to me. What exactly happened at King Wei's estate?" Madame Yurou inquired gently.

Lu Lengshuang hesitated briefly before confiding everything she had witnessed to her mother.

...

After returning to his quarters, Lu Yu made a few quick adjustments before setting the alchemy furnace aside.

In his past life, as the Daolord of the Netherworld, he had mastered the art of alchemy, achieving grandmaster status.

This mastery was born out of necessity; unlike scions of great families who had dedicated alchemists, he had to be self-reliant, focusing solely on his cultivation.

From an ordinary man to a Daolord, Lu Yu had faced countless challenges, learning to craft medicines through trial and error.

The medicines Lu Yu mastered were known for their potent effects, some even capable of unlocking the body's latent potential, multiplying one's strength.

Initially, Lu Yu intended to concoct a medicine that could dissolve internal seals swiftly. However, he soon abandoned the idea, realizing that while he could disregard the minor side effects in his past life, he couldn't risk them with Lu Lengshuang, his sister, no matter how small.

Delving into the memories of Heavenly Emperor Taiqian, Lu Yu made an astonishing discovery: Taiqian was a Pill God!

Only at the pinnacle of Pill God status could one ascend to divinity!

A torrent of pill recipes flooded Lu Yu's mind, and he couldn't help but marvel at the disparity in resources between himself and those born into prominent families.

In his former life, he had battled formidable adversaries for a single pill recipe and braved perilous lands for a rare medicinal herb.

In contrast, Heavenly Emperor Tai Gan, born into a prestigious celestial clan, had an inexhaustible supply of ingredients and formulas at his disposal, propelling his alchemy skills to soar swiftly.

"Your realm of alchemy has now become mine!"

With a nonchalant gesture, Lu Yu summoned a golden flame at his fingertip.

Incredibly, the flame morphed into the shape of an alchemical furnace.

He had only sent Zhong Bo to fetch a pill cauldron earlier to avoid causing too much astonishment.

With the flame manifesting the cauldron, he could refine pills through the air!

Such was the technique of a Pill God!