Chapter 1798: First Fourth-Stage Alchemist

"Huang Fugui is truly a unique individual; you won't find a second like him in the entire East Barrier Realm," Wang Ruyan said with a light chuckle. She explained that very few rogue cultivators could reach the Nascent Soul stage. Most Nascent Soul rogue cultivators were quite powerful, either by joining major forces or through fortunate opportunities. Huang Fugui, however, was exceptionally timid and cowardly, afraid of death, yet his luck was incredibly good.

Wang Changsheng nodded and said, "With a flying spirit treasure, his nickname 'Huang the Runner' is certainly well-earned. It's good to forge a positive connection; crafting a flying spirit treasure for him is no trouble. Once we have two awakened magic treasures and if the Spirit Extinction Qi disperses, we could even help deal with the Spirit Transformation cultivators of the Heavenly Wave Sect."

After a brief chat, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan parted ways, each having their own tasks. Wang Ruyan was to refine Fifth-tier talismans, while Wang Changsheng focused on crafting artifacts.

Three months passed quickly.

In a secluded small courtyard with blue tiles, Huang Fugui and Fairy Cailian were conversing.

On the table lay three copper coins and a small, exquisite turtle shell, appearing to be divination tools.

"Fairy He, what's the outcome?" Huang Fugui asked nervously. He had spent a significant sum to ask Fairy Cailian to help him divine his fortune.

It was Daoist Tianyue who had initially divined Huang Fugui's good fortune, which led Huang Fugui to discover Zhou Sihong's whereabouts upon arriving in the South Sea, thus acquiring a large amount of cultivation resources.

"From now on, stay away from oceans and lakes. Your destiny is in conflict with water; do not go to places with abundant water sources. Deserts or landlocked areas are more suitable for you," Fairy Cailian said gravely as she put away her divination tools.

"Stay away from oceans and lakes?" Huang Fugui's brows furrowed. Didn't this mean he had to leave the South Sea immediately and head to the Northern Frontier or the Eastern Barrens?

"Fairy He, could you perform another divination for me? To predict my fortune for the next ten years?" Huang Fugui asked, his face full of anticipation.

"Each person can only be divined for once; that is my rule." Fairy Cailian shook her head, refusing. Repeatedly divining for the same person incurs a significant backlash.

Huang Fugui offered an awkward smile, just about to speak, when he pulled out a yellow communication disc from his robes, cast a spell into it, and his eyes lit up.

"Fairy He, Senior Wang needs me. I must take my leave," Huang Fugui apologized before hastily departing.

Not long after, he appeared in a small courtyard on Green Lotus Peak. Wang Changsheng was seated on a stone stool, with Wang Mengfen standing nearby.

"Senior Wang, what can I do for you?" Huang Fugui asked, a hint of nervousness mixed with anticipation in his eyes.

Wang Changsheng smiled slightly. With a raised hand, a green light shot out, transforming into a light blue flying boat. The boat had a blue bird-wing on each side, crafted from wood. From a distance, the blue flying boat resembled a green crane. Its surface was covered with blue spiritual patterns, emanating a formidable spiritual energy fluctuation.

This flying spirit treasure, the Green Wing Cross-Ocean Boat, was primarily crafted from ten-thousand-year-old Green Crane Divine Wood, combined with various wind-attribute materials.

"This is the flying spirit treasure you wanted, the Green Wing Cross-Ocean Boat," Wang Changsheng said with a smile.

Huang Fugui's gaze was fervent, his eyes filled with joy.

"Thank you, Senior Wang, thank you very much!" Huang Fugui thanked him repeatedly. With a flying spirit treasure in hand, he could now flee even faster.

"You should know how precious flying spirit treasures are. It's best not to display this treasure easily, or it will attract unnecessary trouble," Wang Changsheng cautioned. Wang Changsheng, Wang Qingshan, and Ye Haitang each possessed a flying spirit treasure.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Qingshan had obtained their flying spirit treasures from enemies, while Ye Haitang's came from the Immortal Suppression Pagoda.

Huang Fugui affirmed repeatedly, agreeing to the advice.

Wang Changsheng took out a green jade slip and handed it to Huang Fugui, saying, "These are the materials I need to collect. Please keep an eye out for them. If you manage to acquire any of these, I will certainly reward you handsomely."

Huang Fugui's treasure-hunting ability was top-notch, something Wang Changsheng greatly admired.

"Senior Wang, rest assured, your matters are my matters. I will handle them perfectly," Huang Fugui pledged, patting his chest. He had already decided not to return to the South Sea in the future. He would stay far away from oceans and lakes, and even if he needed to conduct transactions, he would do so with Wang Changsheng in other locations.

Wang Changsheng nodded in satisfaction, gave a few more instructions, and then dismissed him.

After leaving Green Lotus Peak, Huang Fugui departed Green Lotus Island, planning to return to the Eastern Barrens to avoid any trouble.

"Mengfen, ask Qingshan to come here. I have something to discuss with him," Wang Changsheng instructed. He had given Wang Qingshan a copy of the sword formation carved by the Four Seasons Sword Venerable on the stone wall, hoping it would be helpful.

Wang Mengfen looked troubled and said, "Ancestor, Senior Uncle Qingshan has already entered seclusion for cultivation. He said not to disturb him unless it's very important."

"In that case, never mind. Don't disturb his cultivation. Pay close attention to the movements in the Buried Immortal Sea. If there's any anomaly, notify me immediately," Wang Changsheng instructed.

Wang Mengfen assented repeatedly, bowed, and withdrew.

Wang Changsheng returned to the underground chamber. He took out a blue porcelain bottle, cast a spell, and some white liquid flew out, instantly dropping the temperature in the room. It was the Profound Jade Cold Water.

The Profound Jade Cold Water seemed to be guided by something, surging towards his body.

As the Profound Jade Cold Water touched Wang Changsheng's skin, a bone-chilling cold slowly seeped into his body.

Wang Changsheng closed his eyes. White ice flakes appeared on his skin, and a layer of blue mist enveloped his entire body.

In a certain alchemy room within the Earth Fire Hall.

Wang Changjie sat cross-legged on a green futon, his gaze fixed on a red cauldron in front of him. The cauldron had three legs and two handles, and its surface was engraved with a Vermillion Bird pattern.

On the stone wall, nine stone-carved red dragon heads each spewed a stream of crimson flame, striking the base of the cauldron, enveloping the entire red cauldron in fierce fire.

This was the Vermillion Bird Cauldron, an alchemy furnace crafted by Wang Changsheng for Wang Changjie, made from superior materials.

The family's Green Lotus Dharma Assembly had yielded many Fourth-tier demonic cores and high-grade spiritual herbs, allowing Wang Changjie to attempt refining Fourth-tier elixirs.

As a clansman of the Green Lotus Immortal Couple, he had extensively communicated with other Fourth-tier alchemists. The Wang family's marriage alliance with the Baili family also granted Wang Changjie access to several Fourth-tier alchemists from the Baili family. Under their guidance, Wang Changjie made rapid progress.

He was now attempting to refine Fourth-tier elixirs. Wang Qingqi had passed away with regret, having always hoped for the family to produce a Fourth-tier alchemist.

After a while, a strong medicinal fragrance diffused through the air.

Wang Changjie's expression tightened. He withdrew his spell, and the flames dissipated. He cast another spell on the Vermillion Bird Cauldron, and its lid flew open.

He quickly walked forward. Inside the cauldron were seven light-red pills, full-bodied, brightly colored, and emitting a rich medicinal aroma.

"Haha, I succeeded, I succeeded! Qingqi, you can rest in peace now. Our family has a Fourth-tier alchemist!" Wang Changjie exclaimed excitedly, talking to himself. This wasn't his first time refining Fourth-tier elixirs; he had already refined over a dozen such elixirs before. One successful attempt could be attributed to luck, but multiple successes clearly indicated true capability.

"Qingqi, I will fulfill your dying wish. Our family will have more Fourth-tier alchemists in the future, and we will also possess our own unique secret elixirs," Wang Changjie said with confidence, his gaze firm.

Each generation has its mission. Wang Qingqi had completed his, but Wang Changjie's mission was not yet complete. Becoming a Fourth-tier alchemist was not enough; he would cultivate more Nascent Soul cultivators for the family. This was his responsibility and obligation.