Chapter 356: Ten Thousand Revolutions Pill

After carefully examining these three spirit herbs, Han Li handed the Gourd Vial to the giant puppet and instructed it to water them on time. Then he left the place, returned to the secret chamber, and sat down cross-legged.

Now that the materials for refining the Ten Thousand Revolutions Pill were basically ready, he only needed to wait a few more days before he could start the refinement.

What concerned him more at the moment was the Dao Pill. The main and auxiliary ingredients were mostly gathered, except for two spirit herbs—Heavenly Creation Ginseng and Dew Condensing Grass—which still had no leads.

Thinking this, Han Li flipped his hand and took out the Mask of the Unswerving Alliance, putting it on.

As green light flickered, he skillfully browsed through the tasks he had previously posted, but the requests for these two spirit materials remained unanswered.

After a brief deliberation, he waved his hand to cancel the previous tasks and then reposted them.

This time, however, the reward for the tasks was tripled.

He believed that with such a high reward, as long as he waited a little longer, there would eventually be a response.

After doing this, he put away the mask and took out two storage magic tools, which he had obtained from the two cultivators of Green Feather Island.

Sweeping his spiritual sense over them, he couldn't help but shake his head.

The possessions of cultivators in the Black Wind Sea Region were far inferior to those from outside. The two had nothing that caught his eye, only some ordinary magic treasures and common materials.

Suddenly, his brow slightly raised, and he flipped his hand to take out a cyan token.

This item was found in the storage magic tool of the bald burly man. It was palm-sized, made of a cyan spirit jade, with one side carved with a phoenix-like cyan spirit bird pattern, and the other side inscribed with the character 'Feather'.

“It should be some kind of token from Green Feather Island…” he speculated inwardly.

The token seemed to lack the information of the bald burly man, which was somewhat unusual compared to ordinary identity tokens.

Han Li examined the token a couple more times and then put it away. After all, he had little interest in local powers like Green Feather Island in the Black Wind Sea Region and naturally didn't want to waste time studying some token.

He closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing briefly, and then began to comprehend the third layer of the *True Word Wheel Sutra*.

Speaking of which, although he had broken through to the late True Immortal stage, he had never truly started cultivating the third layer of the *True Word Wheel Sutra*, because it was far more obscure and difficult to understand than the first two layers, and he still hadn't fully grasped it.

Now that the three main ingredients for refining the Ten Thousand Revolutions Pill needed time to mature, he could take this opportunity to thoroughly contemplate it.

As the saying goes, cultivation knows no time. Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, over thirty years had passed.

The gate of Han Li's cave abode had remained closed all these years, never once opened, and the door was already covered in dust.

Of course, during this period, no one else had come here either.

At this moment, Han Li was standing in a certain part of the medicine garden inside the cave abode, carefully picking three golden spirit fruits from a ten-foot-tall golden spirit tree—they were the Ten-Thousand-Wheel Fruits.

He looked at the golden spirit fruits in his hand, nodded with satisfaction, and after storing them in his storage bracelet, turned and walked out of the medicine garden, heading toward the alchemy room.

Passing a fork in the path, Han Li paused, his gaze falling on a secret chamber inside.

That was the place where the Crab Daoist had gone into seclusion. About ten years ago, he had suddenly asked Han Li to arrange a secret chamber for him, and Han Li naturally did not refuse.

However, there had been no movement from him to this day, and it was unknown what he was actually doing.

Han Li shook his head. Regarding this immortal puppet, he increasingly felt a sense of unfathomability, as if it concealed some unknown secret.

But as long as it did not act against him, he naturally could not be bothered to meddle, for there were simply too many things to do at present.

Thinking thus, Han Li turned and entered the alchemy room, activated the surrounding restrictions, and sat down cross-legged.

Over the years, aside from supplying the Earthly Immortal Avatar, he had used most of the green liquid to hasten the maturation of the three main spirit materials: the Ten-Thousand-Wheel Fruit, the Falling Blossom Flower, and the Blood Crystal Lotus Root.

As of today, he had finally matured a batch of spirit medicines, enough for about thirty portions, and could begin attempting to refine the Ten-Thousand-Wheel Pill.

Han Li sat quietly with his eyes closed for half a day, completely calming his mind, then suddenly opened his eyes.

With a wave of his hand, he produced the silver alchemy furnace, and then with a flick of his sleeve, a flash of silver light appeared, and the silver flame figure emerged, landing beneath the furnace.

The figure sat cross-legged, pinched its hands together and waved, and the silver flames on its body immediately blazed brightly, then split into nine identical flames, evenly enveloping the bottom of the furnace.

Han Li waved his hand again, and the materials needed for refining the Ten-Thousand-Wheel Pill appeared one by one, divided into thirty portions, neatly arranged to the side.

The method for refining the Ten-Thousand-Wheel Pill—he had thought it over in his mind countless times over the years, so naturally, it was already deeply ingrained.

He opened his mouth and spat out a stream of green light, which entered the furnace, and the lid immediately shifted open on its own.

Han Li took out a Ten-Thousand-Wheel Fruit, flicked his finger, and several green sword lights appeared, slashing wildly around the spirit fruit, quickly cutting it into a lump of golden fruit pulp.

He had already taken out a golden fruit core and set it aside.

He carefully poured the golden fruit pulp into the alchemy furnace. Silver flames licked up, and the furnace quickly became scorching hot. The myriad-wheel fruit pulp slowly melted, turning into a mass of golden liquid.

Han Li then took a white colloidal material and threw it into the furnace...

Once the alchemy chamber door was closed, it remained shut for three full years.

On this day, the alchemy chamber door flashed with light and burst open with a bang.

A figure flickered, and Han Li walked out. His eyes sparkled with excitement, as if he were in a rather good mood.

He raised one hand and turned it over. A golden light flashed in his palm, and suddenly a pill the size of a dragon's eye appeared.

At first glance, the pill appeared pale gold, emitting a soft golden glow. But upon closer inspection, one could see that the golden layer on its surface was actually composed of countless dense, thread-thin pale golden patterns, appearing extraordinarily mysterious.

It was the Myriad Wheel Pill.

On such a small pill, there were actually tens of thousands of layers of these pale golden patterns—this was likely the origin of its name, the Myriad Wheel Pill.

As a pill for advancing cultivation in the late True Immortal stage, not only had its refining materials cost him immense effort, but the complexity of its refining process was also the greatest among all the pills he had refined so far.

Even though he was already quite accomplished in alchemy and possessed the Truthful Speech Wheel that could slow time by a thousandfold, in the first year, out of ten full sets of materials, he only succeeded in half a furnace—that is, five pills.

However, these failures also allowed him to summarize much experience, so that the success rate in subsequent refinings steadily increased. In the end, over three years, with thirty sets of materials, he succeeded in five and a half furnaces, totaling fifty-five pills.

In fact, let alone thirty sets of materials for refining the Myriad Wheel Pill, even ten sets would be nearly impossible for an ordinary earth alchemist to gather in a short time. And a success rate of over twenty percent might not seem high, but if Ping Yaozi were to come back to life and learn of this, he would be so shocked his jaw would drop.

You see, even a single Myriad Wheel Pill, if taken outside, would cause people like Xiong Shan to fight over it desperately.

Even a wealthy late True Immortal stage cultivator like Xiong Shan, upon obtaining a Myriad Wheel Pill, would probably be reluctant to swallow it immediately and would only take it at the critical moment of opening an immortal aperture.

After all, pills that advance cultivation in the late True Immortal stage are rare even across the entire Northern Frost Immortal Domain—only a few kinds exist. Even major powers like Candle Dragon Dao may not have many; otherwise, Golden Immortal stage cultivators would not be so scarce.

But Han Li had no such worries. As time passed, he could refine even more, enough to satisfy his continuous consumption during future cultivation.

Han Li was in a very good mood at the moment, but not because of the large number of Myriad Wheel Pills he had refined. More importantly, he had discovered that over these three years, his alchemy skill had also advanced by leaps and bounds, vaguely reaching a certain bottleneck.

He had an intuition that if he could cross this bottleneck, his alchemy would enter another realm.

Han Li took a deep breath, put away the pill in his hand, and with a flicker of expression, he stepped forward and walked out.

Before long, he arrived at the medicine garden again, took a casual stroll, and finally stopped at the spot where the mother bean had been planted.

On his orders, the giant ape puppet would drip green liquid into it at regular intervals.

Now, so many years had passed, but the mother bean still showed no signs of sprouting.

However, with his previous experience, he was not anxious. He turned and walked to a white spirit pond.

This spirit pond was about seven or eight zhang in size, its surface covered with a thin layer of white mist.

In the pond, several blood-red lotuses floated on the water. From their stamens, faint traces of blood-colored mist could be seen drifting, and the air was filled with a rich, sweet fragrance.

Among the lotuses, one was particularly large, as big as a washbasin, standing out like a crane among chickens, while the others were much smaller.

Han Li's gaze fell beneath that blood-red lotus. In the black mud at the bottom of the pond lay a massive lotus root as thick as a bucket, about a zhang long. Its surface emitted a dense blood-red light and was extremely crystalline.

On the large lotus root grew several smaller offshoots, but they were far inferior in both thickness and color.

One spot on the large lotus root had suddenly turned a dull gray, as if stained with ink. It was about the size of a fist, very dark in color, and quite conspicuous.

This large lotus root was the Blood Crystal Lotus Root he had purchased back then, used as the mother root for propagation to provide the main ingredient for refining the Myriad Wheel Pill.

After years of continuous infusion of green liquid, this lotus root now had a medicinal age of at least two to three hundred thousand years.

The higher the age of the main ingredient, the more it would naturally affect the success rate and efficacy of the Myriad Wheel Pill to some extent.

However, Han Li turned his gaze to the gray area on the surface of the blood lotus root.

This symbiotic pattern had undergone some changes over the years, not only in its enlarged size and deepened color, but also in that faint patterns seemed to emerge within it, resembling the leaf veins of some kind of leaf.

Moreover, although extremely faint, he could still sense traces of law power emanating from it.

It was not the law of time, but another unknown law.

Seeing this, Han Li's heart stirred.

Initially, there was absolutely no fluctuation of law power in this symbiotic pattern. The current change should be due to the influence of the green liquid over the years.

Now, he couldn't help but develop an interest in what further changes this symbiotic pattern might undergo in the future.