Immortality System: Cultivating with Girls
Chapter 53 - 51: More Exciting Than This?

Chapter 53: Chapter 51: More Exciting Than This?

As soon as he entered the pill furnace, Wen Zhixing felt a burning heat. However, the temperature inside the pill furnace had already dropped by this point. With the strength of his physical body, he could completely withstand it. In fact, due to the influx of residual medicinal power inside the pill furnace, Wen Zhixing even felt a sense of relief.

"Senior Sister Shen, please hurry up," Wen Zhixing urged again with a smile.

He was genuinely looking forward to it. The moment of shedding his mortal body was getting closer and closer.

"You..." Shen Lingjun’s eyes widened. This was the first time she had encountered someone who jumped into the pill furnace on their own initiative.

Others? Which one hadn’t been forced by her intimidation, only entering as a last resort?

This person... might be somewhat masochistic.

"Senior Sister Shen, don’t you want to refine that True Yang Pill anymore?" Seeing Shen Lingjun’s hesitant expression, Wen Zhixing had no choice but to speak up. "Rest assured, this is my own request. It has nothing to do with you, Senior Sister."

"You said it yourself!" Shen Lingjun frowned, but ultimately, she couldn’t bring herself to give up on the elixir she had been refining for so long.

BOOM!

The flames began to burn fiercely. Above the pill furnace, spirit patterns re-emerged. For the first time, Wen Zhixing experienced what it felt like to be refined as an elixir. The scorching heat was almost suffocating. Luckily, the spirit patterns on top of the pill furnace were directly imprinted on his body, protecting his flesh.

The next moment, Wen Zhixing noticed his primordial yang beginning to be slowly melted away from within his body. The sensation was not pleasant at all.

Why so slow... Wen Zhixing frowned; his primordial yang was different from other human cauldrons. This speed was much slower than essence absorption. At this rate, it would take seven or eight days to deplete his primordial yang.

Shen Lingjun, seeing that it was about right, prepared to cover the pill furnace.

"Senior Sister, this speed is too slow. Can you make it faster?" Wen Zhixing hastily spoke up. It wasn’t that he couldn’t endure it, but the time really was too long.

"Too slow?" Shen Lingjun was startled and then shook her head. "No, if it’s too fast, your body won’t hold up."

"I can hold up! I like it fast. Increase the fire intensity!" Wen Zhixing urged with a firm voice.

This little firepower? Are we playing house?

Shen Lingjun’s delicate eyebrows knitted slightly. Her gaze swept over Wen Zhixing’s state, and she saw the emanating primordial yang qi within him was much denser than any she had seen before.

"Alright!" Shen Lingjun hesitated no longer and added more Spiritual Firewood.

The fire intensity increased!

BOOM!

The flames began to burn wildly, and the temperature inside the pill furnace continued to rise. This time, Wen Zhixing’s primordial yang started to be melted away rapidly.

"Not enough! Increase the fire intensity!" Yet Wen Zhixing spoke up again.

"Still not enough?" Shen Lingjun paused, her actions faltering. Is this man insane?

"Senior Sister, this is all child’s play. I usually play much more intensely with the Palace Master," Wen Zhixing’s skin turned bright red, but he still spoke with a smile.

"More intense than this?" Shen Lingjun was taken aback.

Really? You all play so wildly? Even more thrilling than my alchemy?

"Alright, just you wait," Shen Lingjun nodded. If that was the case, she wanted to see just how intense it could get.

She immediately covered the pill furnace. In the enclosed space, the temperature inside the furnace soared rapidly. And that wasn’t all; outside the pill furnace, Shen Lingjun began to activate the refinement art. Within the inner wall of the pill furnace, even more flame inscription glyphs appeared.

BOOM!

Sparks burst out from the pill furnace, falling onto Wen Zhixing’s body.

"HISS..." This time, Wen Zhixing truly experienced what it was like to be engulfed in fire. Within his body, primordial yang also erupted with incredibly fast speed.

Wen Zhixing smiled in satisfaction.

Yes, this is the feeling!

Exhilarating!

Time passed, second by second. Outside the pill furnace, Shen Lingjun grew increasingly anxious. Ordinarily, she could use her spiritual sense to probe inside and check on Wen Zhixing’s condition. But at this moment, the temperature inside the pill furnace was frighteningly high. Her spiritual sense couldn’t enter at all.

"Hey... how are you doing?" Three hours later, Shen Lingjun, worried she might have refined Wen Zhixing to death, tapped on the pill furnace and asked.

"The temperature is a bit low. Increase the flame!" After a moment of silence within the pill furnace, a low voice came from within.

Shen Lingjun: "..."

She was inwardly amazed. No wonder, no wonder this man has received favors from both Palace Masters.

"Hey, you there! If you can’t hold on anymore, just call out to me, or knock on the pill furnace, understand?" Shen Lingjun added another piece of Spiritual Firewood and, after thinking it over, reminded him again.

"I understand," Wen Zhixing’s voice came out again.

Shortly after, several more hours passed in an instant.

[Your body has entered a withered state. Revival of the Withered Tree is triggered.]

[Your body undergoes a new transformation.]

[Your body begins its eighth nirvana.]

[Your body recovery speed is doubled again.]

[Beginning to temper your meridians. Once the tempering is complete, your meridians will become even more resilient, and all hidden channels will be opened.]

"It’s starting..." Wen Zhixing’s body suddenly shuddered. Having been burned for so long, Revival of the Withered Tree was finally triggered. He wanted to tell Shen Lingjun that she could let him out now. However, at this moment, his body was still extremely weak, to the point where he didn’t even have the strength to lift his hand.

Life Defying... Blood Body... call... for help... Wen Zhixing was at the end of his rope, but fortunately, with a single thought, he could summon the Life Defying Blood Body.

A shrill cry! As soon as the Life Defying Blood Body appeared, it was instantly assaulted by unbearable heat, and its body began to melt. Fortunately, it understood Wen Zhixing’s intent. It could comprehend such a simple command.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

The Sword Pill was unsheathed instantly, striking the inner wall of the pill furnace with three slashes!

Seeing this, Wen Zhixing finally couldn’t hold on any longer and fell into unconsciousness. The Life Defying Blood Body also could not withstand the scorching temperature, instantly turning into a mist of blood and reentering Wen Zhixing’s body.

"Hmm?" Outside the pill furnace, Shen Lingjun, who was anxiously waiting, was startled by the sound. She hurriedly opened the pill furnace. A moment later, a vast and incredibly pure stream of primordial yang burst forth, making Shen Lingjun so ecstatic she almost forgot herself.

CRACK!

Just then, three barely visible cracks appeared on the inner wall of the pill furnace.

"This primordial yang! Such primordial yang!" Shen Lingjun was completely oblivious, almost losing herself as the primordial yang rushed to her face.

Save him first! The next moment, she came back to her senses. Seeing that Wen Zhixing had already fainted, she was shocked. She didn’t bother to continue with her alchemy and, with a wave of her slender white hands, rescued him.

Darn it, don’t tell me I’ve refined him to death! A chill ran through Shen Lingjun’s heart as she hurriedly checked on him. Fortunately, though Wen Zhixing’s breathing was weak, it was still steady.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness." Shen Lingjun wiped the cold sweat from her forehead with her long sleeve. If I had refined Wen Zhixing to death, my sin would have been great.

Afterward, she fed him several spiritual medicines before turning to look at the pill furnace filled with primordial yang.

"Success, success! My elixir is going to be made!" Shen Lingjun murmured to herself, unable to contain her excitement.