Rise of the Alchemy God

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Ethan, having completely lost himself in his meditation, did not notice the passage of time, which continued to flow as it always did.

In less than half a century, he had already reached the intermediate phase of the first stage and had begun working on the advanced phase.

This phase, unlike the initial one, was no easy walk. In contrast to the earlier phase, where he simply needed to gather fragments of the soul, convert them into his body, and absorb them into his soul to condense a world seed, this stage posed a much greater challenge.

In this phase, he had to strengthen the connection between the nearly fully formed world seed and his soul, reinforced by the shell needed to awaken the latter and finally make it completely independent, in other words capable of existing even without its physical body.

He had to admit that this phase turned out to be more difficult than he initially thought. Although it took him roughly the same amount of time to complete as the previous phase, the effort he had to exert was twice as great.

Finally, after almost a century of continuous soul acquisition, condensation, and the successful creation of the invisible bonds that would incorporate his newly formed world seed into his soul, he reached the peak of the first stage.

Although it felt to Ethan as if only hours had passed, nearly a century had gone by in his minor dimension, and the changes that had taken place during this period were not insignificant.

From the ever evolving ecosystem of his small world to Bai Yu, who appeared to have subdued the elemental spirit, things had progressed in his absence.

Ethan finally exhaled a breath of air as his face, still as a statue for so long, finally showed signs of life.

He slowly opened his eyes, feeling his entire body as stiff as stone.

Although his external appearance remained the same as before, his aura was completely different. He now exuded a new sense of oppression and majesty, which would involuntarily cause any cultivator below the spiritual rank to kneel before him.

He took his time savoring the new sensation of his soul, which felt reborn, and eventually stabilized his condition as the natural presence his body emanated was suppressed by his will.

Without wasting any more time, he disappeared from his spot with a single step, finally returning to his herb garden.

When he learned of the existence of other demons at the spiritual realm, he didn't worry too much.

As long as they were still in the first stage, he was confident that he could handle them.

That is, provided those he faced were at the early stages of the first stage.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

If those in the advanced phase of the first stage were involved, things would become somewhat problematic even for him.

After all, they were still high level beings, and while he had considerable strength relative to his current cultivation level, he did not yet consider himself invincible or at least not until he, too, reached the peak of his current stage.

Now, he was certain he could defeat any of them with relative ease.

The creation of his world seed led him to reflect on various matters, ranging from the most trivial to the most profound, and among these, the most intriguing were undoubtedly his insights into the natural laws.

Currently, he had only just started to grasp the basics of these laws, and it would take much longer before he could make real progress. Still, even the little understanding he gained while creating his world seed gave him ideas for some new combat techniques he was excited to try out. Continue reading stories on empire

Thus, he spent some more time in his minor dimension, stabilizing his new foundation of understanding as well as consolidating the cultivation progress he had achieved.

At this point, Ethan found himself in a situation where, although the refinement of pills remained his best source of Qi, the high number of pills he had created and stored had become excessive.

For instance, the last time he secluded himself for a century, he had produced tens of thousands of pills of various types, which now sat idly in his storage.

He had no idea what to do with such an exaggerated quantity of pills, especially since the highest level among them was level 3, a level that was equivalent to a level 1 pill for a cultivator at the fifth stage, in other words, practically useless.

At his level, only pills of level 4 and above could have any meaningful effect, which is why he has decided to dispose of most of its stockpiles of level 3 and below pills, donating them all to the Phoenix Sect.

He was certain they would be far more useful in their hands than in his, so he didn't give it much thought.

That said, it was still true that if he wanted to cultivate like others, he would have to spend a great deal of time accumulating Qi from the surrounding environment.

Alternatively, he needed to find new sources of Qi, which, for the time being, were scarce, at least in the mortal plane.

The longer he remained here as a spiritual realm being, the more he understood that, while he was practically an invincible god in this realm, there were not many opportunities to grow stronger.

Thus, in one way or another, if a cultivator wanted to progress, they had to ascend.

Well, every cultivator except him, as he still had one card left to play: the high-level pills.

Now that he had accumulated hundreds of millions of SP, he increased his skill level to 5, spending nearly 50 million SP in total.

The cost of upgrading his abilities from level three to level four had been only hundreds of thousands of SP, but going from level four to level five required millions.

Currently, he had only a few abilities, and the main ones he upgraded were alchemy and array formation.

For the time being, none of his other abilities required immediate improvement.

By doing so, he gained access to higher-level pill recipes, and when he reached level 5 pills, he finally saw their true advantages.