The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

Eventually, the boy didn’t leave any offspring. He quietly passed away, having lived for only two centuries, while many Pill Refiners admired him.

The Poisonous Human Bloodline, after all, was too rampant and against nature. Even though the boy perfectly controlled it, it reduced his lifespan.

With the achievements of the boy, he could have lived for four or five hundred years. However, he only lived for two hundred years because the Poisonous Human Bloodline remained, not being completely removed.

However, the boy neither married nor left any offspring, so the Poisonous Human Bloodline was considered extinct.

When the boy became a Master of Pill, he created a shocking and unconventional Poison-refining Skill.

The so-called Poison-refining Skill is to blend the inherently toxic herbs together to refine non-toxic pills.

When this method came out, it indeed caused a great stir in the Pill Refining Circle, and the boy attracted everyone’s attention for a while, his brilliance was dazzling.

Poison-refining Skill is simply something beyond common sense. At that time, many Pill Refiners firmly stated that they couldn’t accept it and even criticized the boy as a heretic.

But when the boy demonstrated this ace in the hole in front of the world, all the doubters shut their mouths.

The Poison-refining Skill opened a new door to the Pill Refiners and pushed the Tao of Pills to a new height.

If the boy’s life wasn’t so short, he may have had the potential and talent to become a Pill Sovereign with his potential and talent.

After the boy’s death, this poison-refining skill was passed on to a few disciples, but they failed to carry it forward, basically losing it. Perhaps somewhere, this ace in the hole still exists, but at least for now, there is no news of the Poison-refining Skill.

Fang Lin’s spirit returned to his body. When he opened his eyes, they were still filled with the remains of shock and intricate feelings.

“The Poisonous Human Bloodline, huh? It should be.” Fang Lin recollected an event in his previous life.

At that time, Fang Lin had just achieved the position of Pill Sovereign, and a notorious Poison Pill Master was outrageously refining poison with live humans.

Eventually, the Poison Pill Master created a kind of poisonous human with a highly toxic bloodline. However, the Poison Pill Master was wiped out by the Pill Saint Palace and the poisoned people were properly disposed of.

Now, Fang Lin, through the statue, watched the boy’s journey and associated the ancestors of the boy with those poisoned people.

There is a high possibility, after all, the Poisonous Human Bloodline is unlikely to be naturally originated, it should be man-made.

With this in mind, there is a slight connection between the boy and Fang Lin.

“Poisonous Human Bloodline, huh.” Fang Lin muttered to himself.

The old man in white was shocked when he heard this, “You knew it already?”

Fang Lin nodded his head. He knew that the shocking Poison-refining Skill was contained within the stone statue of the boy.

To tell the truth, Fang Lin could also achieve this Poison-refining Skill, but it was very limited. Some extremely toxic substances were hard to apply.

However, the boy’s Poison-refining Skill could treat all equally. No matter the kind of poison, even the most toxic ones in the world, could be applied in pills.

Perhaps because the boy suffered tremendously from the Poisonous Human Bloodline, his obsession with poison was unimaginably intense, intending to eradicate the existence of poison in the world.

For Fang Lin, the Poison-refining Skill was indeed valuable. It could allow Fang Lin to approach the application of poison perfectly.

Then, Fang Lin placed his hand on the statue, lifted his head to look at the boy’s face.

“If there is a trace of your consciousness left in the statue, please grant me this Poison-refining Skill. I, like you, hope that no more poison will harm people in the world.” Fang Lin said calmly with a gleam flashing through his eyes.

Hum!

The statue seemed to have sensed something. The cracks that covered its body began to expand, causing stone fragments to fall off.

The old man in white was shocked upon seeing this. He never thought that Fang Lin could indeed win the approval of the boy’s statue.

The boy’s statue suddenly shot out two bright lights from his eyes that met Fang Lin’s gaze.

At this moment, it was passing on the Poison-refining Skill.

When the light faded, Fang Lin had completely mastered the Poison-refining Skill and had it etched in his heart.

The statue of the boy collapsed in a rumble. At the same time, a faint image of a haggard boy flew out from the statue, glanced at Fang Lin and then it dissipated into the world.

Fang Lin smiled subtly, giving a slight bow towards the fading image.

“You, you are worth my respect,” Fang Lin thought to himself.

Meanwhile, inside the Pill Pole Tower, Su Xiaotong also completed the talent baptism. She, who was already very talented, now had an even higher talent for the Tao of Pills, that could match the geniuses of the Middle Three Kingdoms.

Su Xiaotong walked out of the stone room and arrived at a long, narrow, and dark corridor. There were brightly colored murals on both sides of the corridor.

An old man in white followed behind Su Xiaotong and said to her, “Since you chose the old books, you will come here. Every mural holds the insights of a Pill Grandmaster into the Tao of Pills. As for how much you can gain, it all depends on you.”

Su Xiaotong nodded in understanding. Then she turned her head to look at the old man in white, her face filled with curiosity, “Mister, who are you?”

The old man’s face twitched in irritation – he had answered this question several times, was this little girl deliberate in toying with him?

Elsewhere, Zhao Shenkong appeared in an ancient hall filled with stone memorial tablets. Each stone tablet was engraved with some cryptic texts.

“Since you chose the pill furnace, you are going to be here. Each stone tablet records a kind of ancient alchemy. How many you can understand, it will depend on your comprehension level,” the old man in white appeared behind Zhao Shenkong, telling him.

Zhao Shenkong didn’t say a word and went straight to sit cross-legged before one of the stone tablets, concentrating on understanding the stone tablet.

In no time, the stone tablet in front of Zhao Shenkong emanated a radiance, and a gentle white light penetrated into his forehead.

The old man in white was surprised – this boy had comprehended an ancient alchemy so quickly, it was a bit extraordinary.

After Fang Lin acquired the Poison-refining Skill, he didn’t stay any longer in the stone room; he walked through the exit at the end of the stone room and arrived at a corridor.