The Journey of Immortal Cultivation
Chapter 133 - 96 The Marvelous God of the Fu Yu Tripod

Chapter 133: Chapter 96 The Marvelous God of the Fu Yu Tripod

It stood rooted to the spot for two breaths before suddenly darting ahead on its three short legs and scurrying to hide behind Ning Xiaoxian, trembling fearfully as it elongated its tone: "Mistress, save me! I’ll be yours from now on!"

"Save you?" She lazily stretched out her delicate fingers, "I’m just a mortal, not qualified to save you."

"Qualified, definitely qualified!" the furnace insisted repeatedly, "Since Lord Changtian has bestowed me upon you, I will of course be at your disposal! Whatever elixir you want to refine, that’s what we’ll refine; whoever you want to smash into a pulp, I’ll squeeze them into a pancake."

The tiger on top of the stove stared at her with eager eyes, at this life-or-death moment dignity was the last thing on its mind. Ning Xiaoxian nearly lost it and burst out laughing – I mean, come on, you’re supposed to be a dignified feline, why are you acting like a little dog wagging its tail?

"You can smash people too?" She broke a sweat at that thought; the stove’s previous owner sure had a wild imagination, using an Alchemy Furnace to beat people up?

"Yes, can do!" Qiongqi pounded its chest and boasted, "I am, after all, a top-of-the-line, classy, and superior Magic Artifact, always handy in a fight for the old master. Just conjure me up, and I’ll take care of flattening the opponent to death with my bottom!"

That should be enough, right? She shot a glance at Changtian, who had been gazing steadily at her. Noticing her gaze shift towards him, he snuffed out the Mysterious Netherworld Divine Fire in his hand.

"Your former master’s remains are also here in God Demon Prison. Aren’t you going to pay your respects?" Although it was phrased as a question, his words were filled with an indisputable authority, "The first layer. Go up by yourself."

Qiongqi, having a fine sense of the situation, quickly drifted away, not daring to utter a word of protest.

Changtian sighed deeply and asked Ning Xiaoxian, "Do you have any questions for me?" During ancient times, he indeed reigned supreme, with blood on his hands. Although he never thought he had done wrong, he didn’t want her to harbor any grudges because of it.

"Hmm—" She drew out her tone as if pondering, "Yes! How about starting the trial to refine the Disguise Pill soon?"

Changtian was visibly taken aback. Ning Xiaoxian felt a surge of satisfaction; opportunities to see him make such a face were rare. "You don’t want to ask me about the past..."

She interrupted him straightforwardly, "No! What does that have to do with me? Knowing the present-day Changtian is enough!" Judging right from wrong is inherently ambiguous, plus he’s a Divine Beast, how could she expect him to abide by human standards?

Even if the Changtian of the past had done many wrong things, he has already spent thirty thousand years in God Demon Prison. Not three years, not thirty years, but thirty thousand years of enduring daily torment. Surely, any heinous sins should be cleansed by now, right? Even prisoners sentenced to life imprisonment are serving time for atonement.

She’s not a Daoist hypocrite, nor a pedantic old scholar. Towards him, she only felt pity and compassion, never repulsion or disgust. Therefore, knowing the present-day Changtian was enough – this proud yet tender man, who would occasionally bicker with her, was her sole reliance in this world.

Changtian saw the determination in her eyes. He almost smiled but instead said: "Alright then. You should get a look at the power of Fu Yu Tripod." He paused, then added, "As for its loyalty, you need not worry. When it was cast, I also infused it with my essence blood; it wouldn’t dare betray its original master." He had long realized that this girl was particularly insecure; it was better to clarify things earlier.

Although Fu Yu Tripod was a noisy Pill Furnace, its alchemy skills were no joke. Its first ability was to precisely measure the quantity and weight of ingredients. Usually, Alchemists relied on their hands to gauge amounts, which is what Changtian was mainly training her in at this stage. With Fu Yu Tripod, even a difference of one-tenth of a gram could be precisely detected. Even though it might not compare to Earth’s nanoscales, it was still a hundred times more accurate than human hands.

The more precise the ratio of ingredients, the higher the success rate of Elixir creation, and better the potency of the Elixir, there’s no doubt about that.

The second skill of Fu Yu Tripod is its formidable mimicry ability. No matter what kind of elixir you’re refining, you just need to show it the perfect process once, and it will remember it well, mimicking the process perfectly afterward. To refine the low-level elixirs Ning Xiaoxian had mastered, all you need to do is add ingredients to the furnace and provide it with fuel. Whether for Alchemy or Elixir Refining, it can manage perfectly on its own.

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