The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

“You shouldn’t have come here.” The voice sounded again, full of melancholy, sorrow, and grief.

This time, Fang Lin discerned that it was the voice of a woman.

“Who exactly are you?” Fang Lin frowned, becoming alert. Ghost Mountain, he suspected, hid many secrets.

“Once you enter this mountain, you can’t leave. You’ll stay here, keeping me company forever,” the disembodied voice echoed again. Fang Lin’s vision blurred and his head felt sluggish, as if he were about to drift off to sleep.

Feeling that something was awry, Fang Lin promptly slapped himself twice. The slapping sounds snapped him back to alertness.

“The Corpse Qi here exists because of you, I assume. So, if the Corpse Qi dies out, then you’d cease to exist in this world, wouldn’t you?” Fang Lin ventured.

The fog suddenly lifted, revealing a woman wearing a white, long dress, walking barefoot slowly towards him.

Fang Lin’s face turned tense, alert in his heart.

“Damn! Something serious is approaching; I can’t handle it!” Corpse Ginseng, not far from the scene, also spotted the woman in white, and exclaimed at once.

Upon hearing this, Fang Lin’s heart grew heavier. The presence of this woman in the white dress was terrifying.

“What exactly are you?” Fang Lin asked coldly.

The woman in the white dress looked up, revealing her strikingly beautiful face. Seeing this, it felt like Fang Lin witnessed the most captivating flower in the world unfolding in front of him.

Fang Lin was charmed; the woman in the white dress was indescribably beautiful – the most magnificent woman he had ever laid eyes on.

Probably the only person who could compete with her in terms of beauty was the Ice Emperor, from the Endless Dungeon.

However, despite the woman’s beauty, something felt unreal about her, as if she shouldn’t exist in this world.

Fang Lin only lost his concentration for a split second, but he quickly regained composure, his gaze sterner than ever.

The more beautiful the woman, the more dangerous she is – it’s what Fang Lin’s mother told him in his past life. He never forgets it.

Moreover, the woman in the white dress was a mysterious entity from Ghost Mountain, with enigmatic, unfathomable powers.

Seeing her gaze filled with sorrow and despair, Fang Lin couldn’t help but feel a pinch of sadness.

“That’s wrong! Simply by looking at her once, my emotions got affected!” Fang Lin thought, trying to maintain his composure, determined not to let the woman in the white dress influence him.

“No matter who you are, once you come here, there’s no going back.” The woman in the white dress finally spoke, her voice cold as if she were talking to a dead person.

“Why can’t I go back? If I can get in, then I can get out,” Fang Lin replied, puzzled.

The woman shook her head and bitterly smiled, “This place is beyond the circle of reincarnation. Any being that enters this mountain will get trapped, eroded with time, looping between life and death, never able to find release.”

Hearing this, Fang Lin looked at the white bones strewn around him, and he remembered the large tower-like men from earlier. So, everyone who died on Ghost Mountain will be forever trapped in a cycle of resurrection and death?

This was simply inconceivable!

Fang Lin realized that it was impossible. Being trapped in the cycle of life and death is an inescapable fate for all, no one can control it.

Thus, his instincts told him that there must be something unusual in this place, turning any creature that died here into a walking corpse without any sanity, not the kind of transcending reincarnation or life and death the woman in the white dress described. If this were really the case, powerful beings from everywhere would have long claimed Ghost Mountain to unravel its secret.

“Kid, let me remind you, this one here isn’t a human. It’s just a figment of Corpse Qi. However, it possesses a Corpse Emperor Pill, making it terrifying!” Corpse Ginseng bellowed from a distance.

Upon hearing this, Fang Lin’s heart pounded, and his eyes sparkled.

Through his Micro Gold Pupil, Fang Lin could clearly see a grey pill at the heart of the woman in the white dress — it emanated a horrifying aura, god-like.

The Corpse Emperor Pill, Fang Lin knew, was a dangerous and strange medication. If the living ingest it, they die instantly with no possibility of revival. It was a surefire poison.

However, if given to the dead, it could make them corpses of imperial level. While they lose all previous memory and spiritual intellect, a new consciousness burgeons within.

In a word, the Corpse Emperor Pill was a potion that defied the heavens, providing beings with more life in a somewhat twisted way.

But such attempts had grave outcomes. Firstly, the corpse that takes the pill has no connection with its past life, even upon revival, it would become a new entity.

Secondly, those who ingest the Corpse Emperor Pill must rely on Corpse Qi for survival; if they leave it for too long, they will disintegrate.

Lastly, the biggest drawback of the Corpse Emperor Pill is that once its effects wear off, there’s a need to consume another one. Otherwise, the body crumbles, and the soul evaporates, disappearing forever from the world.

Because of this, the Corpse Emperor Pill was one of the drugs that the Pill Refining Circle explicitly prohibited. Of course, some people would secretly manufacture it.

The rank of a Corpse Emperor Pill is generally over six. Without an Alchemy Tao Grandmaster’s strength, one wouldn’t have the means to refine it.

Through the Micro Gold Pupil, Fang Lin discerned that the Corpse Emperor Pill within the woman in the white dress was at least a grade-six superior.

“You’ve long perished, and now you’re just a creature who has usurped someone else’s place,” Fang Lin addressed coldly.

The woman in the white dress gave a faint smile, “Indeed, I am a monster. However, isn’t everyone in this world a monster? It’s just that the world’s people are ignorant and have yet to awaken.”

Fang Lin ignored the woman in the white dress’s nonsense and focused his attention on the Corpse Emperor Pill, aware that if he could just extract it, the woman would implode.

However, the key question was how to extract the Corpse Emperor Pill? The woman in the white dress seemed incredibly formidable and Fang Lin wasn’t confident that he could extract the pill from her.

Vroom!!

Just then, Fang Lin felt a tremor from the Nine Palace Bag.

Fang Lin’s face immediately lit up with joy. He tapped the Nine Palace Bag, and the rusty spear shot out with all its killing intent, aiming straight towards the woman in the white dress.

“No!!!!!” The woman in the white dress screamed suddenly. Her beautiful face filled with terror as if she was witnessing the most horrifying spectacle in the world.

The spear buzzed, its killing intent thickening as if it could fly out at any time, delivering the most lethal attack on the woman in the white dress.