Mortal: Fairy Song Yu has issued you a task.

Chapter 68 Ice Heart Pill

Ice Heart Pill – made from precious medicinal herbs such as Snow Pure Flower, it has a refreshing and cooling nature and is specially used for women to enhance their spiritual cultivation.

Under the bright moonlight, Lin Jingchu opened his mouth and spat out a pale blue Foundation Establishment True Fire, which disappeared into the fire hole at the bottom of the alchemy furnace.

The alchemy furnace emitted a humming sound, and its walls gradually developed a warm, lustrous sheen.

He placed the prepared spiritual herbs into the furnace one by one in order, refining them with true fire to extract the essence of various spiritual liquids. Guided by the array within the furnace, these liquids swirled, drew closer, and merged.

Lin Jingchu's hands moved with ever-changing hand seals, controlling the heat and guiding the medicinal power to fuse according to Song Yu's method from his memory. He was completely focused, his divine sense carefully perceiving every slight change within the furnace.

As time slowly passed, the various spiritual essences in the alchemy furnace, under the effect of the alchemy condensation technique, eventually merged into a single mass, which then differentiated into twenty thumb-sized, constantly churning, milky-white alchemical liquids.

"Now!"

Lin Jingchu's gaze sharpened as he focused on circulating the "Moon Gazing Technique."

The bright moonlight pouring down from the cracks in the cave ceiling condensed into strands of pure moonlight. He guided this silvery-white moonlight into the alchemy furnace, enveloping the twenty bubbling elixirs.

"laugh--!"

As the moonlight entered the elixir, the liquid churned violently, and fine silver specks appeared on its surface! Forcibly changing the alchemy method caused the clumps of liquid to become chaotic in their spiritual light during this rapid change, and their medicinal properties dissipated instantly.

Faced with this situation, Lin Jingchu did not panic. Instead, he concentrated his mind and accelerated the alchemy technique in his hands.

At the final moment of solidification—

He opened his mouth and spat out a pale blue ray of light, within which was wrapped a wisp of clear, azure spiritual liquid. The light disappeared into the alchemy furnace like lightning, instantly merging into a ball of liquid within.

The rosy light disappeared into the alchemy furnace like lightning, instantly merging into a ball of elixir within!

"Freeze!"

Lin Jingchu gave a low shout, and the last condensed spirit pattern was sent into the furnace. At the same time, the true fire was suddenly withdrawn and turned into a gentle fire for nurturing.

The furnace lid opened, and the fragrance of elixirs filled the air. He used his spiritual power to capture several streaks of shimmering white light in mid-air.

Eight round, translucent, ice-white pills, each the size of a longan, floated quietly before my eyes, emanating a crisp chill and a faint moonlight.

Lin Jingchu picked up the Ice Heart Pill, which was infused with blue silk, and examined it closely. The pill was cool to the touch and its energy was pure. It looked no different from the other pills, but only by using his divine sense could he detect a very subtle spiritual charm hidden within it.

"Let's see if this method will work."

He carefully kept the special Ice Heart Pill separately, and put the other five into another jade bottle.

After putting away the alchemy furnace and discarding the waste pills, Lin Jingchu sat cross-legged under the gentle moonlight and began his cultivation for the day.

One hour later.

As the moonlight surrounding him gradually dissipated and returned to the moonlight, Lin Jingchu slowly opened his eyes.

There was still some time before dawn, and he stopped his cultivation to verify something.

Lin Jingchu took out the special Ice Heart Pill from his storage bag and put it in his mouth.

As the pill entered his stomach, it gradually transformed into a clear and sweet medicinal power, spreading throughout his limbs and bones, making his mind and spirit feel refreshed.

He circulated his cultivation technique, guided his spiritual energy, and began to refine the medicinal power.

The Ice Heart Pill, a cultivation-enhancing elixir exclusively for female cultivators, had virtually no effect on Lin Jingchu. The pure spiritual energy obtained after refining the medicinal power could only slightly nourish his meridians.

However, this was within his expectations. His goal was to confirm whether this method could truly preserve the blue silk transformed from the "Ming-Qing Spiritual Liquid" for a long time.

As the last wisp of medicinal power from the Ice Heart Pill completely dissolved, the azure light thread reappeared.

Lin Jingchu frowned slightly.

The azure light had noticeably dimmed. Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that about one-sixth of the special "eye-cleansing" effect it contained had been lost.

Using a specially made elixir infused with moonlight to preserve the medicinal effects of "Mingqing Elixir" does have an effect, significantly slowing down the loss of efficacy, but it is still far from enough.

To obtain the supernatural effects of the "Ming and Qing Dynasty Spiritual Eyes," a massive amount of medicinal effects is needed to continuously cleanse and refine the eyes. A "carrier" that can completely seal these effects without any loss must be found.

Lin Jingchu stored the blue silk back into his dantian, cleared his mind of distractions, and continued his cultivation.

The silvery moonlight enveloped him once more, and he only stopped practicing and stood up when dawn broke.

Lin Jingchu planned to make a trip to Baifeng Peak. He figured the remaining five Ice Heart Pills were useless to him; since they were made from precious spiritual plants, he might as well give them to Song Yu.

With his mind made up, Lin Jingchu left the cave, boarded the Azure Wing Boat, and transformed into a streak of azure light, heading straight for White Phoenix Peak.

Before the outer barrier of Baifeng Peak, Lin Jingchu stopped his flying boat, summoned a sound transmission talisman, and prepared to patiently wait for Song Yu to send someone to guide him.

However, before the guide arrived, several female disciples passing by spotted him and gathered around him.

A pretty female cultivator smiled and said, "Senior Brother Lin, you've come to see Senior Sister Song so early?"

Lin Jingchu could only nod with a smile.

Another beautiful female cultivator said sweetly, "Waiting here is quite boring, why don't you... come with me to the cave for a while?"

Another female cultivator, who appeared slightly older and had a broad mind, covered her mouth and chuckled: "Junior brother, why don't you come to my place? It's closer."

Lin Jingchu felt a headache coming on. Being too famous wasn't always a good thing. He could only keep bowing and politely declining each offer.

But these female disciples didn't seem to intend to leave. Instead, they gathered even closer, their voices melodious and their fragrance wafting through the air. Even a few passing Qi Refining stage female disciples, seeing this, also came closer to admire them.

For a moment, everyone was chatting and laughing.

Just as Lin Jingchu felt he was about to be overwhelmed by this "gentle embrace"—

"Aren't you all going to cultivate?" A clear, cold voice, tinged with a hint of anger, suddenly rang out, drowning out all the noise.

Everyone turned to look and saw a graceful figure dressed in simple white clothes, riding a flying sword, hovering in mid-air beside them. It was Meng Yao.

As Song Fengzhu's personal disciple, her status within White Phoenix Peak was naturally extraordinary.

The group of female disciples, who had been so enthusiastic just moments before, looked at each other awkwardly and dispersed.

The room immediately returned to quiet.

Meng Yao flew closer on her sword and said to Lin Jingchu, "Junior Sister Song asked me to come and pick up Junior Brother."

"Thank you for your hard work, Senior Sister Meng," Lin Jingchu said, cupping his hands in greeting.

However, when he saw that Meng Yao did not immediately turn around to lead the way, a hint of hesitation and doubt appeared on his face.

Just as he was wondering, Meng Yao blushed slightly and bowed respectfully to him.

"Previously... I was very prejudiced against you, junior brother, and my words and attitude were often unkind. I was narrow-minded." Her voice was soft but clearly audible. "I beg you... forgive me, junior brother. I'm sorry."

Lin Jingchu looked at the senior sister in front of him, who was once arrogant and domineering, but now bowed her head and admitted her mistakes, and felt a little surprised.

I'm not one to hold grudges. I'll forgive her, considering her simple white palace attire.

Lin Jingchu turned slightly to the side and said in a calm tone, "Senior Sister Meng, you flatter me. Misunderstandings between fellow disciples can be resolved easily; there's no need for this. I am deeply grateful that you came to pick me up in person."

Meng Yao straightened up, her face still flushed, but her expression was noticeably more relaxed: "Junior Brother, you have a broad mind, I admire you. Junior Sister Song is already waiting in the manor, Junior Brother... come with me."

Having said that, she turned around, mounted her sword, and led the way.

Lin Jingchu piloted the Azure Wing Boat, following behind Meng Yao, and flew into White Phoenix Peak.

The female disciples he encountered along the way kept glancing in his direction.

Lin Jingchu thought to himself: It seems best to avoid Bai Feng Peak in the future. Or perhaps, he should simply go into seclusion for a while and wait for this "storm" to pass.