Asura Mad Emperor

He rested briefly, then bandaged himself up, wrapping his hands in bandages before leaving the back mountain.

As he passed through the eastern courtyard, he encountered Qinchuan returning from outside.

Looking at Qinchuan, his expression turned complex; the admiration and worship he once felt had dissipated, replaced only by a numb salute, "Patriarch."

Qinchuan glanced at the bandages wrapped around Qin Shan\'s hands.

He had noticed them that morning when Qin Shan had come to ask him to attend the family deliberation hall.

But now, the bandages bore fresh traces of blood.

"I heard that even after your dantian was destroyed, you never gave up on martial arts and would often hide in the back mountain to practice physical skills?"

Qinchuan spoke.

Qin Shan did not understand why he was being asked this, but he nodded.

"I also heard that your dantian was shattered by Zhao Wujie?"

Qinchuan said indifferently.

Qin Shan\'s expression was numb, "Yes."

"Do you want revenge?"

Qinchuan asked again.

Upon hearing this, Qin Shan was momentarily taken aback, looking up at Qinchuan.

"I can repair your dantian, allowing you to step back onto the path of martial arts, and I will teach you more advanced cultivation techniques and martial skills, but I have one condition,"

Qinchuan said.

"What did you say? You can repair my dantian and let me step back onto the path of martial arts?!"

The words left Qin Shan breathless.

Stepping back onto the path of martial arts was something he dreamed of doing!

His talent was not bad.

In the past, his talent was second only to Qinchuan!

Moreover, he had a devoted heart for the way of martial arts.

Even though his dantian was destroyed, he did not collapse from discouragement but instead trained harder in physical skills, hoping to step back onto the martial path and become a martial artist!

"Can you truly repair my dantian? As long as you can restore my dantian and allow me to continue cultivating, I\'m willing to do anything you ask!"

Qin Shan felt incredulous, but his desire to repair his dantian and to restore his cultivation level to become a martial artist again was too great.

Even if what Qinchuan said seemed impossible to him.

He still chose to believe it.

"To restore a dantian is but a trivial matter; what\'s so hard about that?"

Qinchuan scoffed, as if repairing a broken dantian was something he could do without a second thought, as easy as lifting a hand or a foot.

But everyone knew how difficult it was to repair a shattered dantian; it was nearly an impossible feat.

However, Qinchuan had lived for nearly a million years, reigning supreme across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, in search of a way to revive Luo Ling\'er, he had read nearly all the ancient books in the world, countless secret manuals, braved one dangerous and mysterious forbidden zone after another, uncovering numerous secrets.

His horizons were so vast, his knowledge so profound, that perhaps no one in this world could compare to him.

What seemed to others to be exceedingly difficult and fraught with danger was truly just a simple matter to him.

Many things seem to be unsolvable puzzles to you when you do not understand them.

But once you truly perceive and comprehend, you will have an epiphany, realizing that this so-called unsolvable puzzle is actually so simple that it\'s hardly worth mentioning!

However, Qin Shan had no idea that the person before him was the legendary figure from a million years ago, wrapped in mystery, who once stood at the peak of the Divine Path across Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!

Hearing Qinchuan\'s indifferent words, seemingly placing no importance on a shattered dantian, as if he could restore Qin Shan\'s damaged dantian to its original state with a casual effort, Qin Shan was left speechless.

Even though he wanted to deceive himself into believing Qinchuan\'s words, he couldn\'t help but feel doubtful.

And just at this moment, the Third Elder hurried over with the many medicinal ingredients and the Pill Furnace that had been listed by Qinchuan.

"Patriarch, the medicinal ingredients and the Pill Furnace you requested are ready,"

the Third Elder called out.

Medicinal ingredients, Pill Furnace?

Qin Shan couldn\'t help but open his mouth wide in surprise.

Weren\'t these used for Alchemy?

What did Qinchuan need these for?

Before he could ask, Qinchuan strode into the courtyard and instructed the Third Elder to place the medicinal ingredients and the Pill Furnace there.

"Go, summon all the elders and every direct descendant of the Qin Family to gather in the eastern courtyard immediately. I am going to start refining elixirs!"

Qinchuan ordered Qin Shan firmly.

"What... what?"

"Start refining elixirs?!"

Qin Shan stood there dumbfounded, his face a picture of disbelief as he wondered if he had heard wrong.

Qinchuan was just sixteen years old. His talent in Martial Arts was indeed extraordinary, and his strength was stunning.

But to say he could perform Alchemy, Qin Shan couldn\'t believe it at all.

Not just Qin Shan, it was likely that no one in the entire Great Wilderness City would believe it either?

After all, the profession of an Alchemist was exceedingly noble, and the requirements were extremely demanding. There were very few qualified Alchemists throughout the entire Great Wilderness City.

And each one of them was of an advanced age, having immersed themselves in the path of Alchemy for at least several decades.

It showed just how difficult it was to become an Alchemist and to refine Elixirs!

Qinchuan said nothing more, his gaze sweeping over Qin Shan, his authority fully evident, causing Qin Shan to shiver inwardly and not dare to say more. He quickly bowed and retreated, "I will do so at once."

Immediately after, Qin Shan hurried out of the eastern courtyard to notify the other elders and direct descendants of the Qin Family.

The reason Qinchuan wanted to perform Alchemy so publicly was naturally by design.

The Qin Family was like stagnant water at present, with everyone appearing as if catastrophe loomed, filled with a sense of twilight.

They all believed that the Qin Family was doomed, and the foundation their ancestors had passed down was about to be thoroughly destroyed.

And if Qinchuan wanted the Qin Family to defeat and even crush the Zhao Family at the Great Wilderness City annual celebration in two months, he had to change the current state of the Qin Family.

To enhance the strength of the Qin Family!

To achieve this, he had to first show the people of the Qin Family his capabilities.

Only then could he truly convince the members of the Qin Family to have faith in him as their patriarch.

Only then could he truly unite everyone in the Qin Family and have them willingly follow his arrangements!

This way, his subsequent series of plans could unfold smoothly.

Although Qin Shan\'s Cultivation Level had been crippled, he had never given up on Martial Arts and persisted with Body Refinement daily. Because of this, his pace was very swift, and he vanished from their sight in a dash.

Watching Qin Shan leave,

the Third Elder finally couldn\'t help but ask, "Patriarch, do you really understand Alchemy?"

Although Qinchuan had astutely revealed his past suffering and the internal injuries that were growing worse by the day, shocking him, hearing that Qinchuan was about to perform Alchemy, he still found it hard to believe.

"Is it difficult to refine just a few Elixirs?"

Hearing the other party asking if he truly understood Alchemy, Qinchuan couldn\'t help but laugh inwardly.

Would he really tell them that he had once cultivated more than one Pill Divine?

If even he did not understand Alchemy, then probably no one in the world would dare to say they understood it.

He just didn\'t know how the several Pill Divines he had trained in his past life were faring now, or what had become of the Alchemy Dao organization he had quietly formed.

This reincarnation had taken away a full one hundred thousand years from him, turning that period into a blank in history for him.

"It seems I need to find some time to thoroughly catch up on the last one hundred thousand years of history..."

Qinchuan silently planned in his heart.