Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 898: Carving a Dragon with One Hand, Forming a Phoenix Flame into a Pill

"You?" Bixixi regarded Chen Huaian with a doubtful expression.

To be candid, the very notion of a Battle Soul possessing the ability to think and articulate was already rather unsettling. Now, this particular Battle Soul declared it could aid in luring out a hundred-thousand-year World Beast? Even if this Battle Soul was equipped with a million-year World Ring, Bixixi found the claim highly improbable.

"Are you intending to escalate the situation further?" she inquired, curiosity piqued. "My estimation is that the World Beasts residing deep within the Starry Forest are already on high alert. Amplifying the commotion will only heighten their suspicion, making them less likely to emerge. If this approach proves ineffective, we shall be compelled to resort to a direct confrontation."

Chen Huaian scoffed, dismissing the idea. *Force our way in, my foot.*

Li Qingran was present. Who would vouch for Li Qingran's safety? While he had managed to unlock a portion of his power thanks to the million-year World Ring, he couldn't offer an absolute guarantee of protecting Li Qingran against the desperate assault of a hundred-thousand-year World Beast.

This situation called for cunning, not sheer brute strength!

"Do you happen to have any rare medicinal herbs from the Canglan Realm with you?" Chen Huaian posed the question.

Bixixi appeared taken aback. "No, but I could procure some. I have a Medicine Battle Master under my command who dedicates himself to the study of these herbs and possesses a considerable stock. However, for what purpose do you require them?" Furthermore, the manner in which this swordsman clad in white spoke was peculiar. He directly referred to it as the Canglan Realm. Could it be that he wasn't native to the Canglan Realm?

"This Venerable One intends to craft an incense capable of attracting World Beasts."

"Incense?" Bixixi’s confusion deepened. "What is that?"

Chen Huaian was momentarily lost for words. Was the Canglan World devoid of the concept of incense?

"Is it something like this?" Li Qingran produced a candle, roughly the length of a chopstick, from her satchel. "Husband, where I come from, this is called an incense candle. While it can be used for making wishes, its primary functions are to pacify the spirit and imbue the surroundings with a pleasant aroma."

"An incense candle can also attract World Beasts?" Bixixi remained unconvinced.

The other Battle Masters who were present exchanged glances, harboring the impression that this swordsman in white was merely boasting.

Despite her internal reservations, Bixixi, out of deference to Li Qingran, gave a subtle wave of her hand. From the contingent behind her, an elder, adorned in a dark green robe and possessing a head of silver hair, stepped forth.

He held the esteemed rank of a Level 95 Medicine Battle Master within the Battle Soul Hall. His specialized Battle Soul and unique capabilities, allowing for both harm and healing, afforded him a position of considerable influence within the Battle Soul Hall, often accompanied by an air of arrogance. Now, observing this disembodied "Battle Soul," his wrinkled visage was laced with palpable disdain.

"You seek herbs?" The Medicine Elder casually gestured, causing dozens of jade boxes to materialize in the air and swing open, revealing an array of peculiar herbs. Some bore the semblance of spectral claws, others blazed with a crimson hue, emanating a diverse spectrum of medicinal scents and pungent odors.

"Given your apparent confidence, this old man shall indulge in a test." The Medicine Elder delicately pinched a peculiar herb between two fingers. It was uniformly deep blue, with serrated leaves. A mocking smile played on his lips.

"This herb is known as the 'Blue Silver Ghost Vine Companion Leaf.' It is exceedingly poisonous. Since Your Excellency desires to concoct… whatever this 'incense' is, do you comprehend the properties of this substance?"

Chen Huaian's gaze remained steady; he didn't even flinch. The specific nomenclature this herb bore in this world was irrelevant to him. A mere sweep of his Divine Soul sufficed.

The herb's cellular structure, the circulation of its medicinal essence, its elemental alignment—all were laid bare before him, as transparent as the lines on his palm, holding no further mysteries.

"It possesses a cold nature, thriving in proximity to decaying matter. Its roots and stems harbor neurotoxins, while the leaf veins induce hallucinations," Chen Huaian stated impassively, as if reciting established facts.

"When subjected to intense heat during preparation, its toxicity transmutes into an intensely potent… alluring fragrance."

The derision on the Medicine Elder's face vanished instantly. It was a perfect match. This was obscure pharmacological knowledge that had cost him a decade of dedicated research to fully grasp… and this "specter" grasped it all with a single glance?

"And what of this specimen?" The Medicine Elder, refusing to concede, retrieved a crimson-hued root.

"Fiery attribute, characterized by dryness and heat; it invigorates the flow of Qi and blood, frequently employed in potent concoctions for berserker-type abilities."

"This one?"

"Earth attribute, a neutralizer with a sweet taste, though its root possesses a distinct earthy aroma, necessitating careful peeling."

The Medicine Elder's hands moved with increasing speed, and the cold sweat on his forehead became more pronounced.

No matter how obscure or peculiar an herb he presented, the man in white didn't even need to extend a hand. With a mere glance or a sniff, he could accurately identify its medicinal properties, its pharmacology, and even the precise temperature needed for its processing.

This was no novice!

This was undeniably a grandmaster who had dedicated a millennium to the path of medicine!

Finally, the Medicine Battle Master's hand halted mid-air, utterly incapable of producing another herb. His gaze upon Chen Huaian was that of someone observing a phenomenon. The earlier disdain had completely dissolved, replaced by profound reverence.

"Bring them here."

Chen Huaian had no inclination to dwell on the old man's expression.

He gestured with a finger, singling out seven or eight varieties from the heap of herbs.

Some possessed hallucinogenic qualities, others were aphrodisiacs, while some were designed to stimulate Qi and blood...

All were potent concoctions.

"I also require a medicine cauldron."

Given the Medicine Battle Master's unrefined demeanor, he likely wouldn't be familiar with pill furnaces either.

Thus, Chen Huaian would have to fashion one on the spot for immediate use.

Turning, Chen Huaian strode towards a colossal bluestone situated near the riverbank.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

He employed his hand like a blade, executing casual slashes through the air.

Shavings of stone cascaded like falling snow.

The unyielding granite yielded as if it were soft tofu under his touch, being systematically stripped away layer by layer.

In mere moments.

A stone cauldron, complete with three legs and two handles, its exterior adorned with ancient dragon carvings, took form. The dragon patterns were not intricately detailed, but merely a few simple strokes, yet they radiated an aura of majestic, boundless charm, as if poised to break free from the stone at any second.

"Condense."

Chen Huaian assumed a cross-legged position, gently extending a fingertip.

Whoosh—

A cluster of golden-red flame erupted from his fingertip.

The flame was diminutive, no larger than a candle's, but the instant it materialized, the surrounding air seemed to be instantaneously depleted. A palpable nobility and pressure, originating from a soul-deep level, descended abruptly.

Not far off, the Flame Battle Master under Bixixi's command, whose duty involved fire, experienced a dramatic shift in his expression.

The "Blazing Demon Lion" Battle Soul residing within him began to tremble uncontrollably, emitting fearful whines, akin to a subject beholding their sovereign. It was an ingrained submission stemming from the very depths of its bloodline.

"This... what manner of fire is this?!"

The Flame Battle Master exclaimed, a mixture of shock and terror coloring his voice.

Bixixi narrowed her exquisite eyes, focusing intently on the small cluster of golden-red flame. She could discern that it contained not merely intense heat, but also a peculiar... nirvanic vitality and an essence of world-consuming destruction.

Just how many hidden capabilities did this swordsman in white possess?

Chen Huaian disregarded the astonishment of those present.

He beckoned with a finger, guiding the herbs.

Like fledglings returning to their nest, the herbs were drawn into the stone cauldron one by one.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—

The golden-red Phoenix True Fire immediately engulfed the herbs.

There was no scent of burning; instead, only the subtle sound of impurities being instantaneously vaporized and sublimated.

Under the astounded observation of everyone, the herbs transformed into droplets of crystalline medicinal liquid, swirling, merging, and compressing within the flame's embrace.

Chen Huaian's hand seals flowed with the speed of afterimages.

With each seal he formed, a mystic power, governed by rules, infused into the cauldron.

This was an alchemy technique entirely unknown within the Canglan Realm.

It represented the true "Pill Dao" of the cultivation world.

Hum—

The stone cauldron vibrated.

An indescribable, extraordinary fragrance began to permeate the riverbank.

The aroma was not overpowering, yet remarkably pervasive. A single inhalation sent a warmth coursing through one's Qi and blood, quickening the heartbeat, as if the most primal desires buried deep within the heart had been awakened.

Bixixi's delicate face flushed slightly, and she instinctively channeled her battle energy to quell the unsettling stirrings within her.

If even humans were affected by this scent, how much more would it impact the World Beasts, driven solely by instinct?

"It is complete."

Chen Huaian's eyes suddenly gleamed, and he brought his palm down firmly on the stone cauldron.

Bang!

The weighty stone lid was propelled skyward.

A radiant, pale golden column of light, carrying a pill fragrance so rich it felt almost tangible, pierced the canopy's obstruction and soared directly into the heavens.

Chen Huaian extended his hand and made a grasping motion.

A pill, the size of a thumb, flawlessly transparent like red jade, with golden pill patterns swirling across its surface, rested serenely in his palm.

The pill pulsed subtly, as if imbued with life.

Inside the pill, a spirit had already taken form. If it wasn't secured promptly, this pill would undoubtedly escape.

Chen Huaian regarded the extraordinary [Celestial-grade Myriad Beasts Pill], a slight smile gracing his lips—not bad, his skills remain sharp.

He then turned his gaze to Bixixi, who was staring in utter astonishment, and uttered composedly,

"Prepare yourself for the task."

"But..." Bixixi, her eyes fixed on the pill in Chen Huaian's palm, instinctively sensed that this small, round object he had concocted was no ordinary item. "Didn't you mention it was akin to an incense stick?"

"Incense sticks are crafted for ease of burning, allowing their fragrance to permeate farther and linger longer," Chen Huaian replied, juggling the Myriad Beasts Pill with a grin. "However, this Venerable One's creation bypasses such a need. Once its medicinal properties are unleashed, the aroma will travel for ten thousand miles. At that point, what will be drawn in will be far more than mere hundred-thousand-year World Beasts."