Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity
Chapter 957 - Chapter 957 Chapter 606 Old Brother How Long Until the Furnace

Chapter 957: Chapter 606: Old Brother, How Long Until the Furnace Can Be Fired Up? (5000 words)_3 Chapter 957: Chapter 606: Old Brother, How Long Until the Furnace Can Be Fired Up? (5000 words)_3 Jiang Hui took several more glances at the medicine furnace spewing crimson flames, he hadn’t seen the final product yet, but just by smelling the fragrance that it emitted, he already knew what was missing.

Although the quality of the medicine furnace was not top-notch, it had, due to being used by King-class existences for alchemy year after year, gradually developed the rare spirit of the instrument, which was considered quite special.

Jiang Hui pondered whether he should snatch it … after all, that would be in line with the village’s consistent excellent practice.

“Forget it, it’s just a medicine furnace, and apart from me, there isn’t even half an alchemist in the entire village; even if I took it, it wouldn’t be of much use but just sit in a corner gathering dust,” Jiang Hui thought to himself.

In the entire village, aside from Old Man Lin who had learned the art of alchemy, the others’ skills were even inferior to Old Man Lin’s.

And as for Old Man Lin, in Jiang Hui’s eyes, he didn’t even count as a novice; he could make medicine powders that replenish Qi and blood or stop bleeding.

Anything more advanced purely depended on luck, as he truly lacked the ability to control this Immortal King-level artifact.

“Strange, why does this medicinal fragrance seem off? Why does it smell slightly different from what my mentor used to make!” he wondered.

Next to the huge medicine furnace, the corpulent Immortal King stuck out his head and sniffed the scent coming from the furnace, causing him to frown involuntarily.

“Old buddy, what’s going wrong this time?” the Crimson King’s huge body lay among the mountains, his eyes lifeless as he stared at the furnace continuously spewing little flames, unwilling to move.

Heaven help him.

This was the first time he let someone else help with alchemy, and it was simply … torturous.

If it wasn’t for his past realm being on display here, he might not even have seen the day the pill was successfully created.

“It’s nothing, I reckon the pill is about to be formed,” the fat man withdrew his head and responded casually.

The Crimson King immediately got excited.

“How long will that take…”

The fat man pursed his lips, decisively ignored him, and continued chanting an unknown spell that sounded like gibberish.

He had just mentioned casually, how could he know how much longer it would take?

In a corner of the Immortal Domain.

Where the mountains stretched continuously.

Sturdy ancient trees reached into the skies.

Among them, enveloped by swirling clouds and mist, majestic palaces and Jade Towers appeared and disappeared.

At the highest point, a massive flag fluttered, exuding Divine Might.

The flag bore the words “Heavenly Court” in glittering gold.

In fact, Shi Hao was not the first to establish the Heavenly Court, nor was he the pioneer in this endeavor.

Those who established Heavenly Courts had existed since ancient times.

For instance, that group who initiated the Immortal Ancient Method system.

Or the Butcher’s ancestors…

And then there was the peerless being who was about to break through the King’s Domain, glimpse into the Emperor Realm, Achieved Creation, and could forcibly take down the Ancient Guidance Palace…

Throughout unimaginably long eons, these people had all established their own Heavenly Courts, consuming the efforts of several generations, each flourishing for a time, dominating their era, leaving behind brilliant chapters.

However, in the end, regardless of which generation’s Heavenly Court it was, all eventually met a desolate end, and even the clans behind them nearly went extinct, annihilated by an invisible force, almost uprooted completely.

The reason was largely that these people had come into the sight of the Three Dark Emperors and the Nine Abyssal Hounds.

Ordinary skirmishes naturally would not be regarded significant by them; in their eyes, those were just struggles among ants.

But the Heavenly Court was different.

Many people did not know that in the Emperor’s Fall era, another Immortal Emperor besides them, the Footprint Brother who had once left faint footprints on the dyke, actually came from the Heavenly Court, or rather, was deeply connected with the Ancient Heavenly Court.

Moreover, the secrets of the Ancient Heavenly Court could even be traced back beyond the Boundary Sea.

It was for this reason that once beings established the Heavenly Court, the karma from the depths of destiny would descend, linking the Heavenly Courts of different eras. Once this connection reached its apex, the founders or the beings shrouded within the Heavenly Court could receive certain invisible blessings.

At the same time, however, unfounded calamities would also descend.

Even being sensed by the Three Dark Emperors and the Nine Abyssal Hounds.

After a quick glance over the Heavenly Court, Jiang Hui suddenly grew curious about what stage Shi Hao had reached and how far he was from Nirvana Rebirth.

He then looked towards the Burial Area.

There it appeared hazy gray, and even the beings within it couldn’t see very clearly.

However, for Jiang Hui, that vast Realm seemed like a woman stripped bare, holding no secrets at all.

At present, the only place he couldn’t see through was the Boundary Sea.

It still remained shrouded in a light mist, seemingly forever undissipating, obscure even to him, with a force preventing his prying.

…

Burial Area.

In front of Shi Hao’s tombstone.

Compared to the past, it was much quieter, as Cao Yu Sheng, the Taiyin Moon Rabbit, and the Big Black Dog were absent.

The latter all having gone to visit King Huo Heng Burial’s residence.

Worth noting is, over this period, the little rabbit no longer bore any traces of the years; in fact, she seemed even younger, about sixteen or seventeen, with light purple hair draping her shoulders, her figure tall and full of vitality.

Clearly, although she had not taken King Huo Heng Burial as her master, the little rabbit had also made some gains, further advancing her strength.

The Taiyin Moon Rabbit clan, inheriting tremendous fortune, might even have reached the Ten Evil level in the past, their powerful beings transforming into the Power of Taiyin upon falling, eternally suspended in the sky.

Should any member of the Taiyin Moon Rabbit clan face an unbeatable threat and activate the Power of Taiyin in their bloodline, they could receive the empowerment and blessings of their ancestors.

For the Taiyin Moon Rabbit clan, appearing as if twelve or thirteen years old indicated extremely potent strength; conversely, a more weathered appearance suggested weaker capabilities.

This was a characteristic mark of the little rabbits.