Chapter 1

Red flames seeped through the fist-sized holes, being absorbed by the ancient bronze alchemical cauldron above, filling the sealed alchemical chamber with scorching heat, the temperature continuously rising.

A young man in a green robe, about fourteen or fifteen years old, sat in front of the alchemical cauldron, his hands firmly pressing against the cauldron's body. Sweat beads, as large as peas, continuously rolled down his forehead, evaporating instantly, leaving faint traces behind.

The young man's handsome face occasionally showed signs of struggle and pain, his arms trembling uncontrollably, clearly exerting all his strength. However, his eyes always shone with a resolute light that refused to give up!

Bang!

Suddenly, a low,闷沉的闷响 came from inside the alchemical cauldron, and wisps of gray-black smoke began to rise from the cauldron lid, spreading a burnt odor.

It failed!

The young man in the green robe was momentarily stunned. He seemed to be somewhat disbelieving, or more accurately, unable to bear this reality. The determination in his dark eyes turned entirely into madness!

"No!"

He clenched his teeth, using all the remaining alchemical energy in his body to try to reverse the failure.

However, the young man's strength was not high to begin with. Forcing the already stopped alchemical cauldron to operate was far beyond his capabilities. In a short while, he lost control, and the cauldron began to vibrate loudly!

The chaotic and violent alchemical energy immediately backfired, severely injuring his spirit and dantian!

Pfft!

The young man could not help but spew a mouthful of blood. The bright red blood splattered onto the cauldron, instantly producing wisps of white smoke, a sight that was particularly shocking.

His eyes were wide open, the light in them already fading, clearly a sign of impending death.

Just as the young man's life force was about to be extinguished, a burst of crimson-gold flames mixed with the earth fire suddenly erupted, first colliding heavily with the bottom of the cauldron, then spreading to cover the entire cauldron, and finally rapidly flowing into his body through his palms and arms!

The young man in the green robe was struck as if by lightning, involuntarily falling backward, landing heavily on the hard floor, and becoming completely silent.

The alchemical chamber was filled with a deathly silence.

After half a moment, the seemingly lifeless young man in the green robe suddenly trembled, moved his body a few times, and slowly sat up from the ground.

His eyes were full of confusion and bewilderment, but they gradually became clear and calm.

In the next moment, the young man in the green robe struggled to stand up, slowly walking to the bronze mirror embedded in the wall of the alchemical chamber, staring at his reflection.

The young man in the mirror was handsome, with sharp features and clear eyes, but there was still a hint of youthful innocence in his brows, and his physique was rather weak, lacking the robustness of a man.

How could this be!

Wei Changfeng, looking at the completely unfamiliar face in the mirror, was filled with indescribable shock!

He was once a renowned alchemy master on the ancient continent, possessing unparalleled alchemical talent, revered by thousands.

But when he was about to successfully refine the supreme celestial elixir, the Nine Tribulations Life and Death Pill, the alchemical chamber was suddenly attacked. In desperation, Wei Changfeng self-destructed the cauldron, triggering the intense earth fire and all the attackers to perish together!

He thought everything was over, but unexpectedly, a fragment of his true soul merged with the earth fire, and after an indeterminate amount of time, he suddenly regained consciousness.

Now, he found himself reborn in the body of a young man with the same name!

Wei Changfeng did not understand why he had such a strange encounter, attributing it to the favor of the divine.

What surprised him even more was that, according to the memories of the original soul in this body, a thousand years had passed since his time of glory!

He had been resurrected on the ancient continent a thousand years later!

A thousand years of change, everything had transformed. The Wei Changfeng of that time, whether family, loved ones, or enemies, had all turned to dust and no longer existed.

Thinking of this, Wei Changfeng felt a myriad of emotions.

However, after familiarizing himself with the new body, he was not disheartened but rather extremely excited!

To be able to live again was already a great fortune, and even more fortunate was that this body possessed excellent martial talent!

Wei Changfeng's greatest dream had always been to become a peerless martial hero, wielding a sword and singing, traveling far and wide, free and unencumbered.

But he was born with a severed martial meridian, unable to circulate true qi throughout his body, and would never achieve any success in martial arts, not even the lowest level of Body Tempering, let alone breaking through to Qi Condensation, or the subsequent levels of Innate, Spirit Transformation, and Void Stepping.

Fortunately, although Wei Changfeng had no future in martial arts, he had an extraordinary talent in alchemy. He transformed his obsession with martial arts into a pursuit of supreme alchemy, ultimately achieving the status of an alchemy master.

If not for his weak physical strength, he would not have been helpless when the heavily guarded alchemical chamber was breached, and he would not have had to self-destruct the cauldron to perish with the attackers.

The current body, however, had a naturally connected martial meridian, making martial cultivation much more effective than that of ordinary people. As long as he practiced diligently and progressively, his future prospects were limitless.

Body Tempering, Qi Condensation, Innate, Spirit Transformation, Void Stepping—five major realms of martial arts, each with nine levels!

For ordinary people, advancing through each level and breaking through each major realm was extremely difficult, requiring exceptional talent.

Ironically, the previous owner of this body did not cherish his potential, instead wasting valuable time and energy on alchemy, where he had little talent, squandering several crucial years.

The reason he did this was, incredibly, for two women!

"Idiot, a complete and utter idiot!"

Wei Changfeng could not understand the previous owner's thoughts and found them laughable.

The best time for martial cultivation was between the ages of ten and fifteen, when one could externally strengthen the body and internally cultivate true qi, laying the best foundation for future breakthroughs to Qi Condensation. Missing this optimal period made it extremely difficult to catch up later.

The previous owner was exactly fifteen years old and had practiced alchemy for three years!

Fortunately, it was not too late now!

Wei Changfeng's confidence was not unfounded. Although he could not practice martial arts in his previous life, he possessed a vast collection of martial arts techniques and secret manuals.

From basic cultivation methods, fist techniques, and sword skills to high-level divine techniques, including the cultivation insights of martial arts experts, he had at least several thousand manuals and books.

These techniques and secret manuals were all obtained by Wei Changfeng in exchange for alchemical pills.

Want to enhance your cultivation and increase your strength with alchemical pills? No problem, exchange for exclusive sword techniques!

Want to treat internal injuries and detoxify with alchemical pills? No problem, exchange for the sect's ultimate techniques!

Want alchemical pills for sexual prowess and multiple partners? No problem, exchange for the sect's core techniques!

Wei Changfeng's unique preference was well-known in the ancient continent. Since he could not practice martial arts, he would read the techniques once, memorize them with his photographic memory, and then store them in a secret vault.

His obsession with martial arts had never truly faded, and refining the Nine Tribulations Life and Death Pill was also to undergo the nine tribulations of life and death to cleanse and reconstruct his martial meridian.

In the end, he failed, but the contents of all the divine techniques were deeply imprinted in his soul. With this new body of exceptional talent, he could certainly fulfill his lifelong wish.

I, Wei Changfeng, will not only cultivate alchemy again but also become an invincible martial emperor, never allowing the humiliation and failure of self-destructing the cauldron to happen again!

Wei Changfeng clenched his fists and made a vow in his heart.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

At this moment, the door of the alchemical chamber was knocked forcefully, causing dust to fall from the walls.

Wei Changfeng frowned, a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

The most taboo thing during alchemical refinement was being disturbed. If an error occurred at a critical moment, it could result in a waste of materials at best and damage to the cauldron and oneself at worst. Therefore, the alchemical chamber was often heavily guarded.

However, this simple alchemical chamber clearly lacked such conditions. The person knocking on the door was not only extremely impolite but also likely had malicious intentions, deliberately coming to cause trouble.

If it were the alchemy master Wei Changfeng of the past, he would have ordered the guards to kill the intruder. However, he was now just a weak fifteen-year-old boy, with no power or strength.

Taking a deep breath, suppressing his anger, Wei Changfeng walked over and opened the door.

Standing outside was a gray-robed man with a brutish face. Seeing Wei Changfeng, he said expressionlessly, "Wei Changfeng, I'm here to remind you that the competition will end in two more hours. Have you finished refining the Yang Fire Pill yet?"

Wei Changfeng gave him a cold glance and said, "Since there are still two hours left, why are you in such a hurry?"

The gray-robed man was taken aback. He did not expect Wei Changfeng's response to be so blunt and unyielding.

This made the gray-robed man somewhat uncomfortable, feeling that the Wei Changfeng in front of him was very unfamiliar, not at all like the previously timid and fearful young man, which made him quite displeased.

However, the pungent smell of burnt materials inside the alchemical chamber immediately drew his attention.

The gray-robed man sniffed and immediately wore a mocking smile. "Failed, didn't you? How much of the three sets of materials is left? I advise you to obediently kowtow and apologize to Young Master and Miss Qingxuan, and stop showing off!"

Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the alchemical chamber was slammed shut by Wei Changfeng.

"Bold!"

The gray-robed man, who had received a solid door slam, was furious. He was about to bang on the door again but thought better of it, his face twisted with malice. "Waste, let you gloat for two more hours. When you lose, I'll see how I can deal with you!"

In his view, Wei Changfeng had already failed and was just making a last-ditch effort, which was both pitiful and laughable.

Thinking of various ways to deal with Wei Changfeng, the gray-robed man soon left.

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