Abyss Walker

Chapter 226 Duan Changkong

Yun Muhan retorted, "When have I ever told a lie? I clearly stated that I only intended to suppress it. Although the ingredients do indeed have their own strengths and weaknesses, with the addition of my own Ancestral Dragon blood and the removal of the Soul-Guiding Grass, the resulting pill will definitely be able to perfectly suppress it!"

Dugu Jianling frowned, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes: "Are you sure this will really suppress that strange poison? The Ancestral Dragon Blood is a supreme treasure. What if he discovers it? Isn't this too risky?"

Yun Muhan smiled slightly, a confident glint in his eyes: "The blood of the Ancestral Dragon is extremely precious, and may even arouse the greed of the entire God Realm, but the aura of the Thousand-Year Centipede can completely overshadow the blood of the Ancestral Dragon."

"Moreover, I am confident that I will be able to refine the elixir."

Dugu Jianling was silent for a moment, then finally nodded: "Alright, since you put it that way, I'll trust you this once. But if anything goes wrong, neither of us will escape responsibility."

His voice was deep and serious, with a hint of warning in his eyes, but you could also see his trust in Yun Muhan.

Yun Muhan patted Dugu Jianling on the shoulder and comforted him, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Now, let's prepare to refine the pills first."

His voice carried a hint of ease, but his eyes were unusually focused, as if he were completely immersed in the upcoming alchemy process.

The two busied themselves in the alchemy room. Yun Muhan placed the necessary medicinal herbs one by one next to the alchemy furnace, carefully selecting each herb to ensure its superior quality.

His movements were meticulous and orderly; each time he added a medicinal herb, it was accompanied by his precise calculations of the heat and the refining process.

His fingers gently caressed each herb, as if engaging in a silent dialogue with them, feeling their medicinal properties and power.

Dugu Jianling assisted from the side, his sharp eyes ensuring every step was precise. He frequently checked the arrangement of the medicinal herbs and the temperature of the alchemy furnace, providing Yun Muhan with necessary advice and help.

His experience and intuition played a crucial role at this moment, helping Yun Muhan avoid many potential mistakes. His eyes remained fixed on the alchemy furnace, as if he could see the future of the elixir within it.

Time passed second by second, and beads of sweat gradually appeared on Yun Muhan's forehead, but his eyes remained firm.

He knew that this was not just a contest of alchemy, but also a race against time.

Yun Muhan's every breath was in sync with the rhythm of alchemy, and every adjustment of the heat was filled with respect and love for the art of alchemy. His fingers trembled slightly, but every movement was incredibly precise, as if he had become one with the alchemy furnace.

Finally, after several hours of careful refining, the elixir gradually took shape.

Yun Muhan carefully dripped the essence blood of the Ancestral Dragon into the alchemy furnace. Immediately, the furnace shone brightly, and a powerful aura emanated from it.

This aura was powerful and pure, carrying the majesty and power unique to the dragon race. But the next second, just as Yun Muhan had expected, the aura was completely concealed.

The light inside the alchemy furnace grew brighter and brighter, filling the entire alchemy room with its glow.

The light carried a mysterious purple hue, as if it contained boundless power.

Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling could both sense the crucial moment when the pill was about to be completed. They were highly focused, preparing to witness the final formation of the pill.

Dugu Jianling gripped the hilt tightly, ready to deal with any unexpected events, while Yun Muhan focused intently on controlling the heat, his eyes revealing a hint of anticipation and tension.

Dugu Jianling: This is the Ancestral Dragon Blood you were talking about? You…

Yun Muhan: We have no other choice. The suppressive effect of the Ancestral Dragon Blood is too weak. For the sake of our great cause and for revenge, any price is worth paying!

Dugu Jianling: Could it be that the Ancestral Dragon Blood mentioned earlier was merely a cover for the true secret formula of the elixir? The God Emperor is nearby, listening to our conversation.

"It's done!" Yun Muhan shouted excitedly, his voice filled with barely concealed excitement. He quickly took out the pill and put it in a specially made jade bottle.

As soon as the jade bottle was sealed, the light emitted by the elixir was perfectly preserved inside, leaving only a faint afterglow lingering at the bottle's opening.

Looking at the pill that emitted a faint glow, Dugu Jianling couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope: "I hope this pill can really save Senior Bayang's life."

His voice was deep and powerful, and his eyes revealed a hint of concern. He knew that this was not just a pill, but a glimmer of hope.

Just then, Ba Yang's figure reappeared. His appearance was completely unexpected, as if he stepped directly out of the void.

He looked at the pill in Yun Muhan's hand, a complex light flashing in his eyes: "You really did it?"

His voice held a hint of disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that this pill could really solve the problem in his body.

Yun Muhan was slightly taken aback, then breathed a sigh of relief: You scared me.

He handed the pill to Ba Yang, his tone firm: "Senior God Emperor, this is a pill that I have refined with all my might. I hope it can temporarily suppress the strange poison in your body."

Ba Yang took the pill, gave Yun Muhan a deep look, and then swallowed it without hesitation. His movements were swift and decisive, as if he had an inexplicable trust in the pill.

After a short while, his complexion improved significantly, and the pain he had been suppressing gradually disappeared, replaced by a faint sense of composure.

"Young man, you have indeed not disappointed me." Ba Yang's voice carried a hint of gratitude, and his eyes softened. "I owe you a favor. If you ever need anything in the future, just ask."

"It was nothing more than a small favor for me. It is my honor to be able to help the God Emperor," Yun Muhan said, bowing slightly, his tone humble and sincere. A hint of determination shone in his eyes, as if he had long been prepared to give to others.

"Hahaha, you're too modest, kid." Ba Yang laughed heartily, his mood noticeably improved, as if he had been freed from his previous suffering. "What's your name? Why don't you come with me to the God Realm?"

“Junior… Duan Changkong. The God Realm is too sacred for me. I still wish to reach the God Realm through my own abilities, so I will not trouble you, senior.”

"Duan Changkong? What a fine name. I hope to see you in the God Realm, and I look forward to the day when your name resounds throughout the God Realm." The figure of Emperor Bayang disappeared.

Dugu Jianling: You...

Yun Muhan stood calmly in place: "He's really gone this time. You want to ask me why he doesn't use his real name?"

Dugu Jianling: "A name that can be remembered by the God Emperor must be that of an outstanding expert, a person extraordinary in this world. Why would you give up such a good opportunity?"

Yun Muhan stroked his chin and explained, "Your memories... are too jumbled, it's normal that you don't understand. Ba Yang, although he is a God Emperor, don't forget that we slaughtered those guys in the Demon State. If he were to do it again in Yun Muhan's name, we would surely die without a burial place in a few moments."

Dugu Jianling: "Then why save him? Don't forget, our opponent is that god who gives orders, or even the God Emperor."

"Because we have to save them, we have no other choice, so consider it doing them a favor!"