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Research-Style Cultivation, Starting by Refusing to Be a Furnace – Chapter 29

Ch 29: Crazy Hard Worker

Ch 29: Crazy Hard Worker

Central Peak, Trading Pavilion.

Wei Xing stood in front of the Official named Jian San, only to see him still asking emotionlessly, “Official, have there been any pill refining tasks recently?”

Jian San looked at Wei Xing, who was still wrapped up tightly. Even though he was unhappy with this way of talking, he couldn’t do anything about it, so he replied, “There is a shortage of one hundred Essence Replenishing Pills, and there are still two hundred newly arrived Qi and Blood Replenishment Pills, and a shortage of one hundred Spirit Returning Pills.”

Wei Xing listened to Jian San’s reply and calculated in his heart, “Two hundred Qi and Blood Replenishment Pills are only twenty contribution points. According to the Pill Dao Annotations, Essence Replenishing Pills and Spirit Returning Pills are pills that can only be refined in the Mid-Stage Dao Breath. It is estimated that it will be very difficult for me to refine them at present.”

Wei Xing went to the task list and saw that the contribution points corresponding to one hundred Essence Replenishing Pills were fifty contribution points, and one hundred Spirit Returning Pills were one hundred contribution points.

“So that’s how it is. Presumably, the higher the cultivation level, the more valuable the pills refined!” Wei Xing thought, looking at the corresponding contribution points on the task list in front of him.

Looking at the Spirit Returning Pill worth one hundred contribution points.

Wei Xing swallowed his saliva, “It’s too tempting. After refining the Spirit Returning Pill, I can exchange it for a ‘Three Yuan Cauldron’, and then I can start refining the firearms I need.”

“I accept the Spirit Returning Pill and the Qi and Blood Replenishment Pill,” Wei Xing stamped his identity jade token on the corresponding task list, then cupped his fist at Jian San and said, “Farewell.”

“Oh, you’ve learned to be polite this time.” Jian San was amused by his reaction.

Dan Peak, inside the cave abode.

Wei Xing looked at the Pill Dao Annotations in his hand in the pill refining room: “Spirit Returning Pill, Spirit Returning Pill, the effect is to replenish Spiritual Power.”

Looking at the three hundred portions of raw materials in front of him, he needed one hundred Spirit Returning Pills.

“According to what the Monastery gave, it means that as long as the pill formation rate is higher than one-third, it’s fine.”

For refining one hundred Spirit Returning Pills, the main difficulty is that Wei Xing’s current Spiritual Power cannot keep up. As for the analysis of the fire control problem, Wei Xing is no longer the rookie he used to be.

“It’s a bit troublesome that my Spiritual Power can’t keep up. It seems that I can only work hard.” Wei Xing considered this problem when he took on the task in Central Peak, and then used his remaining ten contribution points to exchange for a large amount of Spirit Spring water and other Spiritual Energy-rich foods.

“I don’t have it myself, can’t I rely on eating!” Wei Xing’s idea is very simple, that is, when Spiritual Power is exhausted, he frantically eats and drinks to replenish Spiritual Power.

The main point of refining the Spirit Returning Pill is to control the timing of the Pill Fire for a long time. Wei Xing still adopts the old method of trying small samples in batches.

Wei Xing took out twenty portions and prepared to conduct experiments according to the requirements stated in the Pill Dao Annotations.

The first attempt, with a “bang”, Wei Xing knew that this time it was ruined.

Second attempt, waste pill.

Third attempt, waste pill.

……

Tenth attempt, still a waste pill!

Looking at the ten failures in front of him, Wei Xing wiped the sweat from his forehead and felt the pressure.

“I didn’t expect that the refining of this Spirit Returning Pill is far beyond my imagination.”

Wei Xing took a big gulp of Spirit Spring water and ate Spirit Rice. These were all things with low Spiritual Energy content, but they couldn’t withstand the large quantity. Continuous fatigue and dry Spiritual Power made Wei Xing want to replenish himself frantically.

“Burp”

“Burp”

“Burp”

He stopped after burping three times in a row.

Touching his round belly, Wei Xing thought of those people on Earth who worked frantically to buy their favorite things, “I didn’t expect that in this world, I still have to work hard to earn money for a cauldron!”

“In the end, I can’t get rid of the fate of a working man,” Wei Xing said with emotion.

In fact, Wei Xing didn’t need to refine weapons himself. According to his original idea, he would draw some blueprints and find some mortal blacksmiths to do it, and keep trying. Anyway, these firearms don’t need to be refined with much Spiritual Power.

However, this concerns Wei Xing’s own life. Since it is to be used as a backup plan, it must be absolutely confidential. Once it is leaked and others are prepared, he will be finished. It would be too late for him to regret it then.

He needs a large number of firearms. If he goes to blacksmiths to forge firearms, it will be inefficient. Only weapon refinement can get what he wants faster.

“It’s better to do it yourself, and have enough food and clothing. No one else can know,” Wei Xing wants absolute confidentiality, to use it as his backup plan at some point in the future.

“It’s just that this cauldron is too expensive. Weapon Peak, don’t let me catch you, otherwise I will definitely rip you off,” Wei Xing swore in his heart.

Wei Xing continued to control the variables and experiment non-stop.

The first test, failed!

The twelfth time, failed!

…….

Until the fiftieth time, Wei Xing succeeded. At this moment, Wei Xing had lost a lot of weight. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was skin and bones. In front of him were thick experimental data, derivation results, and discarded pills.

“Hoo hoo, it’s done! In the end, the heavens will not fail those who put their heart into it. So that’s how it’s refined.” Wei Xing always thought that he could refine the Spirit Returning Pill by increasing the Spiritual Power to control the output time of the Pill Fire. The Pill Dao Annotations also said so. In fact, during the experiment, Wei Xing tried so many times, the most important thing was to control the timing of the raw materials, Spirit Returning Grass and Pure Spirit Pill, in the Spirit Returning Pill!

Wei Xing now understands that the Pill Dao Annotations are just a lot of experience, and many things are vague, only telling a general range. Like this time, the time to control the Pill Fire and the timing of putting in the raw materials for refining the Spirit Returning Pill are not clearly specified!

This is also the reason why the waste pill rate is so high. If one link has a large fluctuation, and the other links fluctuate slightly again, this furnace of pills will be wasted.

Wei Xing looked at the experimental data in his hand, which he had clearly recorded the influence of different variables these days!

Looking at the cyan pill in front of him, just holding it in his hand, Wei Xing could feel the not weak Spiritual Energy fluctuations it emitted.

Wei Xing suddenly thought of something. According to the data results in the record, he immediately started refining pills. During the pill refining process, Wei Xing strictly controlled the parameters according to the data results.

The first time, the pill was formed!

The second time, the pill was formed!

Wei Xing took big gulps of Spirit Spring. At this time, he was so excited, “It seems that the standardized process of pill refining will greatly improve the success rate of pills!”

“Isn’t this the same as the factory when I slaughtered pigs? Standardized operation, then can I build a factory in the future, recruit some cultivators to work as workers, and carry out factory standardized pill refining! I will also turn over and sing, and be a capitalist!” Wei Xing was extremely happy when he thought of this, and a way to make money was in front of him.

“Then it won’t be easy to refine a large number of pills in the future. Even if things are more expensive, Young Master can afford them. Thick Earth Cauldron, Young Master is coming, hahaha!”

“Knowledge changes destiny, it’s true!”

Half a month later, Central Peak, Trading Pavilion, side room.

Wei Xing took out one hundred Spirit Returning Pills from the Storage Bag, and another two hundred Qi and Blood Replenishment Pills.

Jian San looked at Wei Xing like he was looking at a monster, and said in a trembling voice, “You…you, one hundred Spirit Returning Pills, two hundred Qi and Blood Replenishment Pills, you actually finished refining them in less than a month! Are you…are you still human?”

Wei Xing was very unhappy after hearing this, and directly retorted, “Then are you human?”

Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Jian San quickly apologized, and then counted the quality of the Spirit Returning Pills, and just glanced at the Qi and Blood Replenishment Pills.

The more Jian San looked, the more strange he felt, “It’s just that the quality of these Spirit Returning Pills is actually all Middle Grade. All the pills are carved out of the same mold, and there is no difference!”

So much so that Jian San subconsciously asked, “How did you do it! The surface patterns and colors of these Spirit Returning Pills are almost exactly the same, with no difference! This is impossible, even Dan Fengzhu can’t do it!”

“It seems that you are too concerned. As for how I did it, you don’t need to worry about it, Official. Give me the contribution points,” Wei Xing said coldly, hating others trying to find out his details.

Jian San once again realized that he had said the wrong thing. Who in the cultivation world doesn’t have their own secrets? If you tell your secrets to others casually, wouldn’t it be the same as handing over your life? Jian San quickly apologized, gave the contribution points, and watched Wei Xing go to exchange for supplies, muttering, “Could it be that the Qingyun Temple is going to change?”

Then Jian San quickly silenced himself, once again realizing that he had said the wrong thing, and wondered, “It’s really evil, what’s wrong with me today?”


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(🇨🇳)Research-Style Cultivation, Starting by Refusing to Be a Furnace

🇨🇳)Research-Style Cultivation, Starting by Refusing to Be a Furnace

科研式修仙,从拒绝炉鼎开始
Score 8.4
Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Chinese
Wei Xing, having graduated with a Master's degree, accidentally transmigrates to another world. Unknowingly, he has already been marked as a cultivation cauldron, surrounded by danger. On one hand, he uses a modern scientific research mindset to explore cultivation; on the other hand, he uses spiritual power combined with item refining methods, *** The stench of blood and the phantom echo of a butcher's knife were Wei Xing's last clear memories of Earth. Now, only agony remained. Not the dull ache of a hangover, but a searing, full-body violation. He gasped, eyes stinging against the harsh glare of an unfamiliar sun, the world swimming in a dizzying haze. Where were the familiar high-rises, the rumble of traffic? Only weeds reclaiming a dilapidated monastery met his gaze. Then came the flood – memory fragments, alien yet intimate, crashing into his consciousness. Sweat-slicked bodies, endless moans, a gaunt face twisted in simultaneous pleasure and pain, ruthless killers in red robes, and a desperate flight ending in... this. Nausea roiled within him. This broken, emaciated body wasn't his. Ribs protruded like ridges on a starved animal, bruises painted his skin alongside disturbingly intimate marks – hickeys? – mocking his non-existent love life. A tattered robe, stained crimson, barely concealed his nakedness. He was trapped. Not just in a strange place, but in a strange, violated body. Panic, cold and sharp, sliced through the pain. The scientific truths he clung to shattered against the impossible reality. He was an anomaly, a ghost inhabiting ruined flesh in a world that felt ancient and hostile. Hunted, wounded, and utterly alone, Wei Xing's journey began not with heroic resolve, but with a guttural cry of pain and the desperate, primal need to survive whatever nightmare he had stumbled into. The path forward was obscured by blood, conspiracy, and the chilling realization that his old life was irrevocably gone, replaced by a brutal existence where his very nature made him prey.

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