BTTH : Emperor Yang

Chapter 271 - 271: Life Returning Pill

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Crimson magma spread across the sky, yet strangely, it did not fall. Instead, it solidified mid-air.

That scene made the sky look like it was filled with blood, glaring and intense.

The entire square was plunged into a deathly silence.

Then, suddenly, uproar broke out.

Under countless astonished gazes, the magma that had shot out from the tip of the Blazing Sky Qi Refining Tower abruptly froze—and then, incredibly, split apart on its own.

As the magma parted, a figure slowly appeared within everyone’s line of sight.

Amidst the molten fire stood a lone figure at the forefront. Clad in black robes, the young man’s tall, lean body, paired with his warm smile and refined face, gave him a unique charm and elegance.

The black-robed youth hovered in mid-air, standing upon the magma itself. His gaze slowly swept across the vast crowd below, taking in a deep breath.

At the corners of his mouth, a smile rose as he spread his arms and laughed loudly:

”Hehe, everyone—Xiao Yan is back. Will you welcome me?”

”You little rascal, to see you again... what a surprise!” Su Qian suppressed the shock in his heart, but a smile still crept across his face as he laughed heartily.

”It’s been a while. Grand Elder, you’re more vigorous than ever,” Xiao Yan chuckled.

With a wave of his sleeve, the scarlet magma that filled the sky suddenly began to roll back as if time were rewinding. The fiery tide surged back and condensed into a towering pillar of magma, standing like a pillar between heaven and earth.

Then, under countless shocked stares, the massive magma pillar crashed down through the cracked tip of the Blazing Sky Qi Refining Tower, rumbling as it fell.

All of it flowed back down to the base of the tower, and the immense momentum made even the hearts of bystanders tremble.

This ability to manipulate magma at will was, of course, not Xiao Yan’s own power. It came from the might of Heavenly Flames.

Coincidentally, the two Heavenly Flames Xiao Yan had devoured and refined—Green Lotus Core Flame and Fallen Heart Flame—were both magma-associated flames.

Especially the Green Lotus Core Flame, a true master of magma manipulation.

In volcanic regions, it could even trigger a full-scale volcanic eruption!

Of course, Xiao Yan also had a low-level Dou Zong flame in his possession: Wind and Thunder Fury Flame, which he had yet to devour and refine.

In the boundless, vast mountains, green stretched endlessly.

This place was remote and uninhabited. As far as the eye could see, the world was covered in a lush emerald blanket, like a dark green carpet stretching toward the horizon.

Occasionally, the roars of magic beasts echoed through the forest, startling flocks of birds into the air.

At the peak of a cliff—cleared and leveled—smooth, flat stones had been laid out across the ground, each polished to a glossy shine, faintly reflecting light. Standing here gave a panoramic view of the mountain expanse.

At this moment, atop the cliff, a handsome black-robed youth sat cross-legged, his expression solemn, hands forming various seals in constant change.

In front of him stood a massive crimson cauldron, its surface covered in intricate, lifelike beast carvings.

Low roars of beasts echoed faintly from it, as if countless wild creatures were growling in unison.

Inside the cauldron, black flames surged.

Looking closer, one would see more than twenty small black suns burning within, each following a mysterious trajectory, slowly rotating.

Within each of these miniature black suns, an essence of medicinal ingredients was wrapped, undergoing purification and refinement.

The one refining the pill was none other than Wei Yang.

At this moment, he was refining a Tier 7 pill.

After advancing to the Dou Zong level, Wei Yang’s soul power had also reached the mid-stage Spirit Realm, and with years of accumulated experience, he felt he now had the confidence to successfully refine a Tier 7 pill.

Thus, he entered the depths of the mountain range alone.

Refining a Tier 7 pill not only consumed a great deal of time, but also caused considerable commotion.

Naturally, it wasn’t something that could be done in the Black-Corner Region.

So, he ventured deep into the mountains.

Here, no matter how much of a disturbance he caused, the endless overlapping mountain ranges would completely muffle it.

Life Returning Pill!

This was the Tier 7 pill Wei Yang was refining now.

It was a pill that fell between mid-grade and high-grade Tier 7 level.

Since Wei Yang was confident in his success, whether it was low-grade or high-grade, it didn’t make much difference to him.

After all, for someone with a Spirit Realm soul, a mere Tier 7 pill—regardless of grade—was not particularly taxing.

What limited Wei Yang was merely time and experience.

As for the effects of the Life Returning Pill: as long as the head wasn’t directly severed or the heart utterly destroyed, this pill could pull someone back from the brink of death.

To say it could revive the dead and regrow flesh from bone might be a bit exaggerated—but not by much.

Its effects were even more direct and effective than the Yin-Yang Mysterious Dragon Pill.

Yin-Yang Mysterious Dragon Pill: After consumption, if the user is severely injured or on the verge of death in the future, and if lucky, the pill grants them a chance to break and then rise anew. The so-called ”break and then rise” means shattering past limitations, undergoing a rebirth of sorts—whether body, soul, or Dou Qi—all can be elevated to a new level.

Sounds powerful, right?

But look carefully at that description—it includes the phrase:

”If lucky.”

If lucky?

Well, that’s a gamble.

So ultimately, it all depends on luck.

And even then, its effects only have a chance to trigger when the user is seriously wounded or on the verge of death.

If your luck is bad—if you’re just not that fortunate—then you’re done for. That’s it.

By comparison, the Life Returning Pill is far more straightforward and effective.

As long as the head isn’t severed and the heart isn’t completely destroyed, it will save your life.

Sunrise and sunset came and went.

Time lost all meaning in the mountains—especially when one was fully immersed in pill refinement. The flow of time became nearly impossible to perceive.

By the time all the medicinal essences were completely refined, another seven days had passed.

This round of pill refinement had taken a full half a month in total.

Huu~

Wei Yang’s hand seals shifted, gradually lowering the flame’s intensity. The fire began gently warming the refined essences as he slowly exhaled a long breath.

The stern expression on his face relaxed slightly. He couldn’t help but stretch his body a bit to loosen up.

This was the longest time he had ever spent seated before a cauldron for a single pill refinement.

And it was also the most focused and cautious he had ever been—utterly unwilling to show the slightest carelessness.

After all, this was a Tier 7 pill—a completely different beast from his previous experiences, and it was also his first attempt. He had no choice but to proceed with extreme caution.

Otherwise, every failure would result in losses so steep that—even with his considerable wealth—Wei Yang would feel the pain for a long while.

Tier 7 medicinal ingredients—whether primary or auxiliary—were all incredibly expensive.

Spending a whole half-month seated motionlessly in front of the cauldron, continuously channeling Dou Qi and soul power... the intense load left even a Dou Zong like him feeling mentally drained.

And this wasn’t the end of it.

There was still the pill condensation phase, and the nurturing of the pill embryo to come.

”Half a month... finally finished refining all the essences!” Wei Yang exhaled with a sigh of emotion.

Letting the flame in the cauldron continue gently warming the essences, he flipped his hand and took out a jug of tea. Lifting it directly to his mouth, he gulped down several large mouthfuls before stopping.

”Ah~” He let out a long, satisfied sigh, wiped his mouth with a swipe of his sleeve, and grinned, revealing a gleaming set of white teeth.

These two weeks of perseverance had left him feeling deeply rewarded.

Putting aside the refining experience of Tier 7 ingredients, even his control over flame manipulation had clearly stepped up to another level.

This kind of pill refinement process, though tedious and mentally exhausting, was incredibly effective for sharpening flame control.

After resting for around half an hour, Wei Yang finally re-centered himself, his expression returning to a serious focus.

What came next was one of the most critical steps of the entire refinement:

Condensing the pill!

His gaze fell upon the interior of the cauldron—there, the twenty-plus black miniature suns were still slowly rotating along a mysterious trajectory.

Wei Yang hesitated slightly, then abruptly formed a new set of hand seals with a sudden increase in speed, accompanied by a soft but firm shout:

”Condense!”

At once—

The twenty-some black suns began to draw closer to one another while rotating, like celestial bodies about to collide.

Gradually, they began to fuse.

In the end, they merged into a single black sun, about the size of a palm.

Boom—

A soundless collision echoed faintly in Wei Yang’s mind, as if reverberating deep within his soul.

The newly formed black sun began to tremble violently.

At the same time, a ring-shaped wave of energy suddenly burst outward, slamming against the cauldron walls and sending out a continuous humming sound.

Next came ripples, layer upon layer, radiating from within the black sun, expanding outward.

The various refined essences began to clash slightly, causing intermittent bursts of energy fluctuations as they repelled each other.

Whoosh whoosh—

From between Wei Yang’s brows, a torrent of soul power surged forth, flooding into the cauldron.

A soul storm gathered around him, causing his robes and hair to flutter wildly despite no wind in the air.

”Hold steady!” Wei Yang’s eyes sharpened, and he gave a low shout.

His hand seals changed rapidly, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air before him.

His attention remained tightly locked onto the fusion of the various medicinal essences, adjusting them ever so subtly in real time.

This phase could not be rushed.

It demanded gradual, steady integration, where all the essences were carefully stabilized and guided to merge into one.

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