Xiao Yi returned to his room and immediately, with great enthusiasm, opened the Alchemy Record to read.
"This world's Alchemists, let's see how formidable you really are," Xiao Yi said with full confidence on his face.
However, ten minutes later, he was stomping with rage, almost tearing the Alchemy Record on the spot.
"Damn it, what the hell is this crap? It's obscure and incomprehensible, ridiculously complicated, and what's the point of learning the Alchemy Technique anyway?" Xiao Yi cursed indignantly.
Aside from the stringent requirements to become an Alchemist, the Alchemy Technique itself was exceedingly esoteric, which was why so few Martial Artists could ever become Alchemists.
Of course, Xiao Yi was an extraordinary individual. As a former master of Xingyi Fist, his comprehension abilities were exceptional.
Given one or two months, he was absolutely confident he could thoroughly understand the Alchemy Record.
However, his current desire to become an Alchemist was to craft elixirs himself to prepare for the family competition in half a month.
Therefore, he didn't have time to delve into the Alchemy Record, and he was also blaming the opaqueness of the Alchemy Technique.
After flipping through the entire Alchemy Record, Xiao Yi found that most of it contained the basic knowledge of an Alchemist, along with three First-grade pill recipes.
They were Body Tempering Pills, Strengthening Pills, and Qi Nourishing Pills.
The Body Tempering Pill needed no further explanation, while the other two did not increase a Martial Artist's Cultivation; instead, they enhanced the physical strength of the Martial Artist.
The pill recipes recorded the methods of crafting, as well as the necessary ingredients.
The process of crafting elixirs was exceedingly intricate and demanded high technical skills from the Alchemists. For beginners in alchemy, failure and destroyed furnaces were mostly what occurred.
"Sigh," Xiao Yi sighed, "Even if I were to just focus on the Body Tempering Pill, it would take over half a month, and there just isn't enough time."
Actually, Xiao Yi was already quite impressive.
The path of an Alchemist was notoriously difficult; otherwise, the vast Xiao Family would not have just four Alchemists.
Otherwise, this profession wouldn't be one of the most esteemed in the entire world.
The other descendants of the Xiao Family, and even the ordinary Deacon Elders, had all looked through this Alchemy Record, but not a single one could comprehend it. Nor could anyone be confident in thoroughly understanding it, even if given several years.
Even the three First-grade Alchemists of the Xiao Family were taught and nurtured by Xiao Lihuo personally. If left to learn the Alchemy Technique on their own, they too could never thoroughly understand it, let alone craft First-grade elixirs.
That Xiao Yi was confident in mastering the Alchemy Record within one or two months was an incredible feat.
"I refuse to believe that this Alchemy Record could stump me," Xiao Yi was never one to give up easily.
Ten minutes later, when he had flipped through the Alchemy Record once more, committing all the knowledge to memory and preparing to gradually comprehend it,
Suddenly...
A flicker emanated from the Ice Phoenix Sword Soul within him, and the Alchemist knowledge in his mind resonated with it.
Unconsciously, Xiao Yi materialized the projection of the Ice Phoenix Sword.
As soon as the ancient and sharp Supreme Divine Sword appeared, Xiao Yi's gaze was immediately drawn to it.
Logically, this was the first time Xiao Yi had truly seen the full glory of the Ice Phoenix Sword.
The first time was when he had just come to this world, and from within himself, he saw it turn into his own Martial Soul.
The second time was when he faced off against Yang Fu, but after materializing it to kill Yang Fu, worried about Yiyi's injuries, he quickly dispersed the Ice Phoenix Sword without a chance to take a close look.
Xiao Yi scrutinized every fraction of the sword body with fascination, unable to move his eyes away.
On the perfect sword body, adorned with two dragons amidst sun, moon, and stars, vividly as if the dragons soared through the sky, surveying the creatures of heaven and earth, penetrating the utmost truth of all things.
The sword body was covered with dense and mysterious talismans.
Xiao Yi could not understand a single one of these talismans.
Xiao Yi's eyes suddenly changed.
There it was again, that familiar sensation: his left eye cold as frost, his right eye hot as fire.
The Taiyin and Taiyang Eyes appeared without warning.
When his gaze returned to the sword body, the talismans seemed to come alive, constantly moving, combining, and scattering in an incomprehensible manner.
At the same time, Xiao Yi was suddenly seized by a feeling of vast openness.
The Alchemy knowledge stored in his mind, he comprehended it all in an instant.
The once obscure and incomprehensible Alchemist knowledge now seemed laughably simple to him.
Seconds later, with a 'boom' in Xiao Yi's mind, a pill recipe named 'Nine Revolutions Body Refining Pill' appeared.
When the Ice Phoenix Sword dispersed, Xiao Yi's eyes returned to normal, and it was only then that he realized what had happened.
"Amazing, truly amazing. It actually allowed me to instantly comprehend the knowledge from the Alchemy Record and even autonomously derive a precious pill recipe." Xiao Yi marveled in awe.
The Nine Revolutions Body Refining Pill, a pill recipe derived and created by the Ice Phoenix Sword. Its effects were consistent with those of the Body Tempering Pill, but its potency was many times stronger.
"Ice Phoenix Sword, Ice Phoenix Sword, just how powerful are you, and what other secrets do you hide?"
Xiao Yi had always known that the origins of the Ice Phoenix Sword were extremely mysterious, surely a supreme treasure from the ancient times in Huaxia. But the true information about the Ice Phoenix Sword, he had no way of knowing.
Perhaps, in the future, when his Martial Arts Cultivation was complete, possessing unfathomable skills and abilities, only then might he unravel these mysteries.
Xiao Yi shook his head, casting aside the miscellaneous thoughts in his heart.
The most important thing now was to first enhance his own Cultivation.
He had fully comprehended the knowledge from the Alchemy Record, which meant that he had the potential to become a First-grade Alchemist.
As long as he could refine a First-grade Elixir, he would truly become a First-grade Alchemist.
But there were several prerequisites to refining Elixirs. One, a Martial Artist must possess the ability to control flames; two, a Martial Artist needed exceptional spirit and endurance, as refining was a process that could not be taken lightly and was also tedious; three, to prepare the materials and an Alchemy Furnace.
The first and second prerequisites had been met.
Now only the third remained, to prepare the materials and the Alchemy Furnace.
However, he had none of these things, so he would need to go out and buy them.
Xiao Yi put away the Alchemy Record and left the house.
...
"Look, it's that trash, Xiao Yi."
Xiao Yi had hardly left his residence when he was already subjected to the pointing fingers of offspring from other families and his own clan members.
"Tsk tsk, that trash dares to show his face. If it were me, I would definitely be too ashamed to see anyone by now."
"Hmph, a shameless good-for-nothing. Clearly incapable, yet he clings stubbornly to the clan rules and even dares to wager with cousin Ruohan. He's truly bringing disgrace upon himself."
"Just wait and see, in half a month's time, this crude good-for-nothing, this useless trash, will be taught a harsh lesson."
"Then he will understand what it means to be over his head."
Members of his clan had always looked up to Xiao Ruohan as the leader and idol. After last night's incident, Xiao Yi had almost become the public enemy of all the young offspring.
To this, Xiao Yi simply curled his lip and couldn't care less.
Actually, Xiao Yi was an extremely proud person.
Back on Earth, he had practiced Martial Arts as a youth and achieved the name of a Great Grandmaster in his early years; by the age of twenty-five, he had become the world-shocking King of Assassins.
A series of terrifying achievements and an array of invincible auras had forged his proud backbone.
Yet, he was someone who liked to act on his own feelings, unwilling to accept various restraints, living as he pleased, following the desires of his heart.
He spoke crudely.
But that was his character. If he could express his mood with a single coarse word, then he would never use a second word.
He was like a rogue.
But that was his way of dealing with enemies. If being a rogue could prevent his adversaries from getting a hold on him, why not?
In every aspect, he followed his heart and lived as he pleased.
On Earth, he had loved his motherland, secretly exhausting his capabilities to antagonize all the forces that tried to harm his country.
Of course, he knew this would offend many people, perhaps even lead to his death.
But he wouldn't overthink it, just follow his heart. Since his heart was filled with love for his country, he would spare no effort to confront the entire world, even if his enemies were as numerous as the sea.
Even in the moment of his death back then, he had no regrets. Because he had followed his heart, he believed it was worthwhile.
But unequivocally, his pride was ingrained deep into his bones.
These people mocking and pointing fingers at him today, he simply regarded them as fools.
Because they were not worth taking to heart.
At the very least, if these fools were just pointing fingers and muttering, Xiao Yi had no desire even to deal with them.
Since coming to this world, the only two people who had truly mattered to him were Yiyi and the Third Elder.