Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2829 - 1046: Refining True Essence of Ming Water

Presently, following a preliminary sort, Zhou Fuqiu produced a jade pot radiating a treasureous light.

This was, in fact, the commonly encountered Ocean Swallowing Jar within the Immortal Cultivation World, specifically designed for the containment of liquid substances.

Although it was a standard type, the material composing this particular Ocean Swallowing Jar, a direct gift from his Master, far surpassed what was typically found in mass-produced versions. Moreover, its contents were something countless individuals yearned for.

With a practiced flick of his wrist and the formation of a Dao Law Method seal, Zhou Fuqiu initiated its use. Instantly, a stream of black, mercury-like liquid began to flow out.

"Ming Shui!"

"And it's even the supreme High-Order Ming Water True Essence derived from Ming Shui!"

"Legend has it that for the Eastern Wasteland Holy Land's Dark Abyss Sect to produce a single drop of Ming Water True Essence, a Nascent Soul True Master must labor for one hundred and eight consecutive days, employing Nascent Soul True Fire for relentless refinement of Ming Shui! The value contained within this entire jar, bestowed by my Master, vastly exceeds ten million Spirit Stones!"

Zhou Fuqiu, whose disposition was naturally reserved and who typically showed little outward deference to others, couldn't help but experience a surge of warmth in his heart as he contemplated his Master's profound care for him.

He drew a deep, steadying breath, composing his mind.

His immediate plan was to meticulously refine the Ming Water True Essence, integrating it piece by piece into the Qi Sea Floating Sky technique, thereby augmenting its power.

However, this intricate process demanded unwavering concentration from start to finish, leaving absolutely no room for error.

The Ming Shui possessed the perilous capability to corrupt a Cultivator's Mana, and even their Golden Core and Nascent Soul.

The slightest lapse in attention could inflict irreparable damage upon the very foundation of his Dao Cultivation.

Zhou Fuqiu carefully isolated a single drop of Ming Water True Essence. He then unfurled the Qi Sea Floating Sky technique, and with a subtle activation, threads of black airflow emanated from his body, forming a tight embrace around the drop of Ming Water True Essence.

Throughout this delicate operation, his vigilance was absolute, driven by a fervent desire to avert any potential mishap.

Yet, to his utter astonishment, after a mere moment had passed, an expression of disbelief contorted his features.

"It has already been successfully refined?"

...

Three days later.

Within the Tian Nan Dao Palace, four Magic Item Level Flying Boats commenced their ascent, slowly lifting off and commencing a procession above the Daoist Palace.

Subsequently, numerous figures, mounted on Glints, ascended rapidly from the four grand halls, making their way towards and entering the waiting Flying Boats.

Zhou Fuqiu was among their number.

Upon boarding the Flying Boat, he approached and offered his respects to his second senior brother, who was evidently leading the group.

"I pay my respects to Second Senior Brother!"

This second senior brother, named Fu Bin, was rumored to hail from Master Qing Lan's own familial lineage.

Upon sighting Zhou Fuqiu, Fu Bin responded with a warm smile and a nod of greeting.

"Your quarters are situated in the center, adjacent to mine. Should any need arise, do not hesitate to call for me."

Zhou Fuqiu acknowledged this with a soft "Mm." After exchanging pleasantries with the other senior brothers and sisters present, he moved without delay, bypassing the assembled group and entering his designated room.

Moments later, a luminous azure-blue Light Curtain materialized, completely encasing the room.

Witnessing this sudden development, Fu Bin couldn't suppress a flicker of surprise.

Fifth Senior Sister, Eighth Senior Sister, and Seventh Senior Brother, who stood nearby, also seemed momentarily caught off guard.

Why the haste to isolate oneself?

"Little Junior Brother is perhaps a tad too diligent," Seventh Senior Brother mused with a frown. "We still need to finalize squad assignments and formally meet with the Golden Core Ascendant Masters from the other Three Halls. How can he simply withdraw from all that?"

Fu Bin waved a dismissive hand. "Perhaps that very diligence is the principal reason Little Junior Brother managed to achieve Core Formation at the tender age of forty, far outstripping us mere mortals!"

Seventh Senior Brother offered a dismissive curl of his lip, clearly not in full agreement.

Their own ages at achieving Core Formation were not insignificant, typically falling between two to three hundred years. In any Sect, they would undoubtedly be recognized as exceptional talents.

It was simply that Little Junior Brother's cultivation progress was extraordinarily monstrous, not a reflection of their own mediocrity or incompetence.

"Fear not, I shall manage the subsequent arrangements. All of you, proceed with forming squads according to the roster. As for Little Junior Brother, I will personally see to his assignment!"

With Fu Bin's directive issued, the junior brothers and sisters readily concurred.

For this particular expedition, Houtu Hall had designated a total of five Golden Core Ascendant Masters: Second Senior Brother, Fifth Senior Sister, Seventh Senior Brother, Eighth Senior Sister, and Zhou Fuqiu himself.

In addition to these formidable cultivators, a contingent of one hundred Foundation Establishment True Cultivators accompanied the main force.

The remaining Three Halls maintained a comparable organizational structure for their contingents.

With twenty Golden Cores and four hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators, the Tian Nan Dao Palace swiftly marshaled an elite force. Should all proceed according to plan, this formidable group would soon be deployed to the East Sea's coast to confront demons and devils, thereby protecting the Guardian Dao Sect!

Standing at the bow of the boat, Li Bin faced the howling wind, a flicker of melancholy crossing his features.

If only they were back in the old Zhongzhou; the abundance of Teleportation Formations meant reaching the East Sea shore would only require two or three jumps, a far cry from the current arduous journey.

It was all the fault of that demon phoenix, shattering Zhongzhou into pieces and causing most of the Teleportation Formations to break and collapse.

Now that the demonic scourge had resurfaced, it presented a significant quandary.

"Forget it, we are merely retracing the path of our predecessors. What they could achieve, so can we!"

"Set sail!"

...

From the moment he stepped onto the Earth Flying Boat, Chen Fuqiu had been completely absorbed in refining the Ming Water True Essence.

He found that his efficiency in refining this substance was actually superior to that of the White Crane Miasma!

Not only was the process swift, but after refinement, controlling it felt exceptionally fluid and natural, akin to moving a part of his own body.

Consequently, he dedicated every moment, day and night, to continuously transforming the Ming Water True Essence into Qi Sea Floating Sky.

The potency of this technique grew remarkably, showing visible improvement with each passing day.

Thus, a fortnight elapsed.

Chen Fuqiu slowly opened his eyes.

Looming above him was a dark, oppressive sky, conjured from a vast quantity of White Crane Miasma.

Below him, however, churned a expanse of dark liquid, flowing and gurgling.

Qi Sea Floating Sky, dark clouds pressing down upon the city.

Still waters run deep, poised to engulf all!

With a mere thought, Chen Fuqiu gestured, and a Sound Transmission Talisman zipped towards him. The talisman ignited spontaneously; Chen Fuqiu's eyebrows lifted slightly as the Qi Sea Floating Sky dissolved back into his body. He rose from his seat and proceeded to the deck of the Flying Boat.

Upon arrival, the cultivators on deck had already assembled, awaiting his presence in quiet anticipation.

Chen Fuqiu's gaze swept across the gathered individuals, identifying several familiar faces.