Eternal Cultivation Of Alchemy

Alex opened up the final chunk of information and saw what it was. To his surprise, and some confusion, it was neither a technique nor a piece of knowledge.

‘A pill recipe?’ Alex thought. This was his first time receiving something like this. All this time, he had either gained some sort of knowledge,, technique or skill. Never before had he received just straight up pill recipe.

He couldn’t help but wonder what recipe was so important that the Alchemy God decided to give it to him when he finally became an Immortal.

Alex got to the recipe and quickly read through the list of ingredients that was listed first. As he read, he couldn’t help but frown at the name of the main ingredient of the pill.

It was the bud of a flower known as the White Canvas Daisy.

It was a very weird name for a flower, but that was not the most concerning part. What was most concerning was that Alex did not know anything about the flower at all.

He immediately panicked.

‘What’s going on? Why do I not know of this flower?’ he thought. He quickly went through all the information there was in his head, going through the list of immortal ingredients he had never seen or heard about, but whose information was so clearly stored in his mind.

There was nothing wrong with his mind at all, nor with the information about ingredients from Alchemy God’s Knowledge.

Alex was simply missing any and all information about the White Canvas Daisy.

‘Why do I not know of this?’ Alex wondered. ‘How could the Alchemy God know of a recipe with this flower and not know anything else about the flower?’

Many other thoughts went through his mind right at that moment. Had there been some problems when the Alchemy God had prepared his inheritance? Was this flower instead named something else that he wasn’t aware of and thus didn’t know if he knew it or not?

Or perhaps the most worrying thought of all. Was the Alchemy God’s knowledge incomplete?

Alex had been worried about that a long time ago. Plants evolved. Things changed. Nothing could remain the same, and yet after generations and generations, everything Alex came across, the Alchemy God knew about it.

There was not a single ingredient that Alex saw in all his 150 years of living that his mind could not come up with information for.

This was the first time.

Was the Alchemy God’s knowledge truly incomplete? Or… or was this by design?

Perhaps the Alchemy God wanted Alex to not rely on his knowledge too much and thus conveniently didn’t put in the knowledge of the only ingredient he knew Alex would never come across until he became an Immortal.

That had to be something he did knowing full well that whoever inherited his knowledge would come to rely on it too much.

Did the Alchemy God want him to be independent?

Alex could think of the topic for ages and he wouldn’t come up with the right answer. There was no possible way for him to come upon the truth without talking to the Alchemy God himself, and that was impossible.

Best scenario now was to believe that the Alchemy God’s knowledge was incomplete and move on with life. Not to mention, there was a recipe waiting for Alex to read through it.

Alex finished reading the recipe and what it did.

The recipe was for a pill known as the Blank Canvas pill, named conveniently after its main ingredient. Just as the name suggested, the pill was completely blank, empty of all energy when it was created.

It was created in that way by having the ingredients oppose each other and destroy their energy fighting against each other. What was left in the end was a pill that did less than a ball of white flour.

However, this pill had an amazing property, and that was the fact that it could accept any type of energy and become a pill that that did that very thing.

If Alex had a healing pill and needed another healing pill, he could use this pill to copy the energy of the healing pill onto this new pill and make himself another healing pill.

It was a surprisingly super versatile pill, especially useful when he needed many pills of a certain type but was low on its ingredients.

Alex was very much interested in this pill now that he knew what it could do. He wasn’t aware just yet how hard it would be to make this pill, but he looked forward to it.

The pill itself made Alex quite curious about it, but the thing that made him even more curious about the whole thing was the fact that only Alex could make use of this pill at all.

After all, to pour energy of a certain type onto a pill, one needed the Divine Elemental Accord, and that was something only Alex had with him now.

Unless there was someone else in the Immortal realms, walking around with the Alchemy God’s Knowledge, he was the only know who could make use of this technique and thus make any use of this pill at all.

The Blank Canvas pill was once again a fantastic new information revealed to him by the Alchemy God. Along with the other 2, this new knowledge would definitely be an incredible help for him.

Alex looked through all four of the chunks once again and sought to see if he missed something. He had learned everything he needed to.

What remained next was were the smaller chunks of information that he had yet to go through. Given how small their size was, Alex knew they wouldn’t hold much if any information at all, so he decided to check them quickly.

Alex looked at the very first one and a memory flashed in his mind momentarily. It was a memory from when he was working at some place, doing something, when someone came up to him and did something.

‘What the hell?’ Alex thought. He shook his head, trying to make sense of the memory. It was a very blurry memory from a very long time ago, and it was definitely not his memory.

‘Alchemy God?’

He could barely tell what he was looking at.

He went for the next information and saw a small hut of some sort with something glowing inside of it. The memory ended just as vaguely.

“What?”

Alex decided to go through the rest.

He saw a large stone door for a second before the vision moved to some sort of forest immediately.

He saw an image of a flower as the cover of a book. He tried to read its name, but the words were too blurry.

He saw darkness, surrounded by torches all around him. He saw a broken scythe lying next to a freshly preserved corpse of a woman.

He saw another cover for a book, this time with a design of a scroll on top of it. It had no words on the cover.

Alex reached for the last and final piece of information that hung in the void of his mind. He touched onto it.

This one was no memory. Instead it was a voice, a message.

“He came for me,” the youthful voice said. “Be careful, he’ll come for you too.”