A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality—Immortal World Arc - Chapter 42

Chapter 42: Recover What Was Lost

In the alchemy room of the cavern abode.

Han Li opened the cap of the Grasping Heaven Bottle and placed it on the open space beside the furnace. He then stepped back and raised his hand to cast a spell as he activated the array under the furnace, making the flames in the furnace billow.

After a while, he took a deep breath and reached out a fair finger, curling it at the furnace.

With a puff, a red flame immediately flew out from the bottom of the furnace. After turning in the air, it turned into a line of fire as thin as a small snake. Then under Han Li’s control, it shot into the small dark green bottle.

Red light flashed in the small bottle, then the jade like bottle was reflected very clearly on the wall, little dark red colored leaf patterns appeared and twinkled.

Han Li narrowed his eyes slightly and he stood still. After a moment, the red light inside faded suddenly and disappeared.

The small dark green bottle returned to normal, as if nothing happened.

But Han Li was fixated on the small bottle, as if he was waiting for something.

Time passed by and after 15 minutes, he raised his hand again and drew out the furnace fire that had turned slightly bigger and put it into the small bottle.

Like just now, after the red light in the bottle flickered, it became silent again.

But this time, the length of time it flashed seemed to be longer than before.

When Han Li saw this, there was a thoughtful expression on his face.

In the following time, he repeated the same actions, constantly putting the furnace fire into the bottle and at a shorter interval each time.

As expected, the red light flashing in the bottle became longer.

After some time, when Han Li once again led a mass of fire into the small bottle to make the red light flash, it lasted for 15 minutes and did not seem like stopping.

Han Li’s eyes brightened slightly.

At this time, with a clear and crisp sound from the bottle, a dazzling silver light began to appear in the bottle, and swallowed up all the red light at a fast speed.

The next moment, with a whoosh, dazzling silver light shot out of the bottle and straight to the top of the chamber.

A muffled bang sounded.

The silver light hit the ceiling and fell back down as the silver light immediately filled the entire alchemy room.

Han Li looked up at the silver light above him, blue light flashing in his pupils and a trace of surprise and happiness showed on his face. But then, he frowned slightly.

After circling around in the air, the silver light suddenly contracted and changed its shape into a small silver firebird. Spreading its wings, it swooped down towards him.

Han Li raised his hand and that silver firebird nimbly stopped half a foot away from his palm. Then, with its wings spread, it circled around his raised index finger and called out happily.

This fire bird was not something ordinary, it was an Exquisite Flaming Bird crafted from a Fire of Exquisite Flames with a trace of spiritual power!

In the past, when he was still in the human world, he used the cold air from Celestial Ice Flames and Six-Winged Frost Centipede to cultivate the Purple Apex Flames and then integrated the Purple Apex Flames into the Great Yin Trueflame. After he came to the Spirit Imperial World, he used the Great Yin Trueflame to swallow a lot of other flames.

Not only could this fire engulf all kinds of spirit flames, it also had a very significant effect on restraining fire attributes in spirit beasts. It was one of his most important aides in the Spirit Imperial World.

Han Li sighed a little and pushed away his tumbling thoughts. He raised his arm slightly and the firebird closed its wings and fell into his palm.

He did not know why, but after waking up, he could not feel fire. He thought he had lost it for some unknown reason and never expected it to be sleeping in his Grasping Heaven Bottle.

Just then in the secret chamber, he suddenly had a faint sense of fire in his divine sense. He then rushed to the alchemy room and tried to wake the firebird using the furnace fire. He did not expect that he would succeed.

Looking at the jumping silver fire bird on his palm, his expression was a little dark under the shine of the silver light.

The bird was less than three inches tall, and its fire power seemed to be a little destitute. It was ten times less than before.

This made the anger he had suppressed, increase.

Needless to say, the condition of the bird now was closely related to him losing his cultivation based memories.

Han Li secretly swore that no matter who made him fall here, he would get back at them.

After a while, he gathered his emotions and his expression gradually calmed down. With a roll of his sleeve, he put the silver firebird away into his body.

The bird needed to be cultivated in his body to recover some vitality.

After five minutes, Han Li left the cavern again and came to a corner northwest of the spirit field.

He released his divine sense to sweep the surroundings and after confirming that there was nothing strange, he raised his hand and waved his wrist several times. Small triangular flags flew out one by one and formed a circle around a small area on the field.

He then recited an incantation in a low voice and made hand seals with one hand. A faint purple light flashed past the circle of triangular flags, forming a layer of fuzzy light between them and it wrapped around the area.

After doing all this, he then stepped into the area and the purple light disappeared, blending completely in the dark.

If any stranger, who had not reached the Deity Transformation stage, passed by the cavern abode, they would not find anything different here. Even if they were cultivators above the Deity Transformation stage, they would be discovered by him and promptly be dealt with.

Within the light shield, Han Li waved his hand and more than twenty exquisite wooden boxes appeared in the air, floating in front of him.

He raised his hand and the wooden boxes opened one after another, with strong herbal scents floating out.

Dozens of white elixirs with full and intact roots flew out of the medicine box one by one, falling to the ground and planting themselves firmly.

These elixirs which were similar to the common ginseng in appearance were Cloud Crane Grass of hundreds of years old.

During these past few days, he went to Change Comprehending Valley several times and almost bought all of the Cloud Crane Grass circulating in the valley.

In order to not attract attention, he deliberately concealed his cultivation base and changed his appearance.

Han Li glanced at the white spirit herbs on the ground and took out the small dark green bottle again.

Taking a deep breath, he opened the bottle cap and shook it gently. He then tilted the bottle and poured it down towards the Cloud Crane Grass below.

That drop of green liquid glided down slowly along the mouth of the bottle and dripped onto the herbs.

Looking at the green liquid slowly seeping into the roots of the spirit herbs, the corners of Han Li’s lips lifted into a smile and he then turned around before walking out of the light shield.