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Chapter 1042 The Frozen Polar Region

"The Bitter Soup Pharmacist: Countless pharmacists in the world are mediocre. Even my two senior brothers are not worth mentioning!"

"Looking at the world today, only you can earn my respect."

"The evil medicine master, Qiwei, said sincerely."

The two alchemists, Sanwei and Wuwei, were the world's top alchemists, yet they were not worth mentioning in his words.

Even if it's deliberate hype, it's still an overestimation of the "bitter soup pharmacist."

The bitter soup pharmacist said stiffly, "Your flattery is useless; I swear I will never yield."

"Bitter Soup Pharmacist, let me tell you my story."

"I believe that innovation is the key to establishing a new school of thought in the world of alchemy. Sanwei and Wuwei are conservative and follow the path left by their predecessors. They can walk steadily, but they will find it difficult to find a new path."

"But you will be different. Once the Demon Essence is revealed, you will be remembered in history and your name will be passed down for generations!"

The evil pharmacist Qiwei lifted the lid of a bronze cauldron half the height of a person behind him, which was filled with shimmering... demonic essence.

Conservative estimates suggest there are at least a hundred tons of demon essence here.

The bitter soup pharmacist's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "How did you manage to collect so much?"

Demon essence is rare to begin with. A demon corpse the size of a mountain can only yield half a bowl of demon essence at most. This cauldron full of demon essence in front of us is something that no one other than Zhou Nanwang and his son Zhou Daqian could produce in one go.

"I collected them all bit by bit, Bitter Soup Pharmacist. The Martial Saint Pill I want to refine must be made from demon essence!"

The evil pharmacist Qiwei changed the subject and solemnly assured him, "The person I want to save is the purest and kindest person in the world. Heaven is blind and let her die an innocent and tragic death."

"What, you want to save a dead person?"

The bitter soup pharmacist shook his head repeatedly, "Are you crazy? The dead cannot be brought back to life!"

"Bitter Soup Pharmacist, look, you've become interested, haven't you?"

With a confident expression, the evil alchemist Qiwei said, "We are both top-notch alchemists, and we know what each other pursues. The greater good and morality are just empty words and should not become obstacles to reaching the pinnacle of alchemy skills!"

"I am willing to collude with evil martial arts and regard my reputation as worthless, just to refine this unprecedented Martial Saint Pill."

"Legend has it that the ancient martial saint's fist intent reached the heavens, capable of bringing the dead back to life, healing flesh and bone, breaking through the void to condense souls, and reviving the dead."

"When I was in the capital, I presented medicine to my late father and witnessed the divine sword of the south slaying the disease demon, extending the life of the current lord's father by thirty or thirty years."

"If a mere Heavenly Sect Master can do this, then a Martial Saint could absolutely bring the dead back to life!"

The evil alchemist Qiwei's tone became increasingly intimate, "Trust me, it will definitely succeed. Over the years, I have preserved the corpse perfectly, using various life-sustaining drugs to keep her as if she were still alive. All I need to do is refine the Martial Saint Pill, and she will come back to life!"

The bitter soup pharmacist opened his mouth, and he could see that the other person's eyes were red, a sign of sadness and desperation.

"Bitter Soup Pharmacist, I'm not trying to harm you, I'm just giving you a chance."

"If you can refine the Martial Saint Pill from demon essence, you can easily break through your bottleneck and become a spirit alchemist!"

After a long silence, the bitter soup pharmacist looked up and said, "You've moved me!"

The evil pharmacist Qiwei smiled, "You help me, and I will never let you down!"

As they were speaking, a wicked alchemist stepped forward quickly. "The Sheep Demon sent a message: the Shakyamuni Cult has mobilized in large numbers, and the Five Heavenly Kings are coming to attack."

"And himself?"

"The Sheep Demon is currently facing an attack from the enemy's uncle and the Sleeping Bamboo Princess. He said he wouldn't allow outsiders to disturb your alchemy!"

The evil alchemist Qiwei grew agitated. "I just want to know, where is the Great Gentleman?"

"……have no idea!"

The evil alchemist hesitated for a moment, then said with difficulty. The next moment, Qiwei raised his hand and threw him under a medicine furnace, where he was engulfed by raging flames.

The evil alchemists around didn't react, but the boy in charge of fanning the flames kept going, and the fire burned even brighter amidst a series of screams.

"You, go and find out where the Great Gentleman is."

One of the unorthodox medicine practitioners was called out, and he forced himself to explain, "I still have work to do!"

"Hand it over to your attendant. If you utter another word, go and make firewood and fill the medicine stove yourself."

The bitter soup pharmacist was puzzled and questioned, "You have important matters to attend to and urgently need manpower. There is no need to kill indiscriminately!"

"Bitter soup, these aren't talented people, they're just waste materials. With you, I'll be like a tiger with wings. I won't lose anything even if I kill them all!"

These words were like a whip, striking the surrounding evil alchemists so hard they shuddered and became even more nimble.

The evil alchemist, whose name was called, trembled with fear and turned to carry out his duties without saying a word.

"Oh, my two senior brothers should be here by now. I wonder where they are?"

When Ku Tang heard the evil pharmacist Qi Wei utter a sentence in a low voice, he instinctively felt that it contained many secrets.

On a high platform not far away, flames roared from a furnace. A pair of twin brothers, expressionless, mechanically carried out commands under the control of the Soul-Capturing Pill. They were none other than the long-lost twin disciples of the Three Flavors Pharmacist.

……

"My lord, to avoid disturbing that wicked creature, you may only look, but you must not touch anything!"

"Our trusted disciples have been dispersed nearby and have formed a barrier with medicinal dust. No one will discover us in the short term!"

The two elderly men with white hair were none other than the renowned Sanwei and Wuwei alchemists of the capital.

Beneath their feet lay an ice cave in Putuo Prefecture, leading directly to a deep, unseen depth underground.

This place is called the 'Ice Polar Lung Palace'. It is a naturally formed ice cave hidden deep in the earth's core. The deeper you go, the lower the temperature becomes, exceeding the normal freezing point of water droplets.

Even the finest steel, when dropped about a thousand meters underground, will instantly freeze and shatter into fine powder.

Accompanied by two alchemists, the great gentleman quickly descended into the uneven ice cave. His breath froze instantly, and he could clearly hear the sound of moisture freezing and cracking as he exhaled.

Due to the extreme cold and dryness, any moisture will freeze and solidify.

As a member of the Heavenly Sect, the Great Gentleman's internal energy and essence circulate continuously, so he is not afraid of the biting cold.

Both alchemists had a medicinal fragrance emanating from their bodies, and both possessed treasures that could ward off the severe cold. There were also more white particles deposited on their eyebrows and hair.

After an unknown amount of time, the ice cave came to an end, and the narrow passage in front of them suddenly opened up.

A whooshing sound, like the sound of bellows being pulled, rang in my ears, and a gust of icy wind rushed towards me, carrying icicles and chunks of ice.

This icy wind came so suddenly that even a cultivator from the Earth Sect could be frozen solid on the spot if they were unprepared.

Because the extreme cold contained in the icy wind can even seal off space.

The meaning of the name "Ice Polar Lung Palace" is finally revealed at this moment.

A frigid wind continuously blows from deep underground, like a giant lung that never stops throughout the year; this is called the 'Earth Lung'.

The Great Gentleman wielded the Hun Tian Axe, tearing through the icy wind, and carrying the two alchemists into the suddenly wide-open space before them.

The interior of the ice cave deep in the earth's core resembles the interior of a giant round egg.

The ground beneath their feet was flat, and looking ahead, a huge, upright coffin stood in the center of the ice cave, surrounded by funerary objects such as bronze cranes and stone beasts.

(End of this chapter)