Alien Science Cultivation

Zhang Qiang, clutching his interspatial ring, stepped out of the Twin Towers, a smug smile on his face, heading straight for Shadow Peak. He had originally intended to personally gift the precious "Wind and Fire Art" to Lin Ling, but imparting martial arts skills was a taboo, and he wasn't Lin Ling's master after all. He wasn't entirely sure Lin Ling was suited to practicing the "Wind and Fire Art." Therefore, handing it over to Wang Yong was undoubtedly the most appropriate option. Furthermore, he could earn 500,000 top-grade spirit stones, which filled Zhang Qiang with joy.

Zhang Qiang sped along at lightning speed, arriving moments later at the place where they'd last met. The place was now deserted, not a soul in sight. Zhang Qiang found a relatively flat spot and prepared to start cooking the ingredients. He searched his Qiankun Ring, but couldn't find even the iron pot he'd used in the herb garden. Zhang Qiang was speechless. In the Qingshan Sect, borrowing or even buying a pot was probably more difficult than acquiring a Divine King technique. But after a moment, his eyebrows raised, and a plan came to mind. With a flick of his mind, over a dozen alchemy furnaces instantly appeared on the ground, each emitting a faint aura and appearing quite extraordinary. Zhang Qiang couldn't recall which cultivator or ghost's space ring these furnaces had come from. He had assumed they'd never be used in his lifetime, but now, he had a need for them. Then, with a flash of his own, several bundles of firewood appeared beside the furnaces. With a flick of his finger, Zhang Qiang launched a stream of water from a nearby stream into the sky, plummeting into three half-meter-tall alchemy furnaces, stopping only when they were half full. He then lit a fire and added ingredients. Half an hour passed, Zhang Qiang bustling around the three furnaces, occasionally adding a few spiritual herbs and seasonings until a fragrant aroma wafted from them. Three distinct aromas filled the air. The spicy and savory flavors were the most satisfying to Zhang Qiang, while the sweet and sour flavor was a favorite he had experienced since his time travel. It was extremely popular on the Xuanwu Continent and even in the small mountain village in the Eastern Region where he had once lived. Everything was ready, awaiting the game Wang Wei and Dujiao had brought. Watching the setting sun, Zhang Qiang pulled out his trade card, intending to send invitations to Wang Yan, Chen Ying, and the others. But before he could finish editing the information, dozens of figures appeared in the air and rushed towards him, especially the four figures in the front coming from the main peak. They were so fast that they even made a sound of breaking through the air.

At the same time, there was movement from Fiery Peak. The entire peak slowly approached Shadow Peak, its hundreds of red figures casting their gazes in unison in the direction of Zhang Qiang. Such a massive movement startled Zhang Qiang, and he couldn't help but blurt out, "Oh my god... it can't be that bad..." Just as Zhang Qiang was stunned, Fuyao Peak slowly rose, passing over the main peak and heading towards Shadow Peak. Seeing this, the many disciples of the Qingshan Sect watched the sky nervously, bracing for the impending battle. However, half a day passed, and the Qingshan Sect's horn still didn't sound. The disciples looked at each other in confusion. Several elders even headed for the watchtower atop Qingshan Mountain to investigate. Only when Fuyao Peak and Fiery Peak came to a stable stop beside Shadow Peak did the disciples' anxiety ease slightly. As Fuyao Peak and Liehuo Peak approached Shadow Peak, the four figures that had been hurtling toward Zhang Qiang momentarily paused. Then, two of them instantly transformed into dozens of afterimages, each of which sped even faster toward Zhang Qiang. Not to be outdone, a red figure on Liehuo Peak raced toward Zhang Qiang, accompanied by a gust of wind. An elderly man on Fuyao Peak, holding a feather fan, smiled faintly and vanished in an instant, reappearing beside a fragrant alchemy furnace. His speed was so swift that he barely had time to wipe his smile. From behind Zhang Qiang, the elderly man's voice boomed, "Comparing speed with me... you're too young!" Zhang Qiang was slightly startled, then relieved. After all, wind elemental abilities were largely speed-dependent, so it was no surprise that they could surpass Wang Yan and Chen Ying's Shadow Step. Zhang Qiang turned and bowed, saying, "Elder Li... you're the fastest... not... that you're the fastest..."

Upon hearing this, Elder Li rolled his eyes at Zhang Qiang. He then looked at the alchemy furnace in front of him with a strange expression. He then looked at Zhang Qiang in surprise and asked doubtfully, "Are you refining an elixir..." Zhang Qiang was about to explain when Wang Yan's voice boomed from mid-air, "Boy... do you want to eat alone...?" As soon as Wang Yan finished speaking, a loud shout echoed from the direction of Liehuo Peak, "Boy... do you want to eat alone...? I, Yaoshan, won't allow that..." Zhang Qiang finally understood what was going on and stood there with a frown on his face. Immediately afterwards, hundreds of figures appeared near Zhang Qiang, greedily sniffing the aroma emanating from the alchemy furnaces. They looked at the ten alchemy furnaces on the ground with a hint of confusion, especially the three furnaces emitting different fragrances. They couldn't help but speculate and discuss.

"smell good……"

"Yeah...are you making an elixir?"

"There's no way any elixir would smell this good. Have you ever seen anyone using firewood to make elixirs?"

"It's right here. Last time, many disciples from Fiery Peak and Shadow Peak, just by sniffing the same fragrance a few times here, more or less comprehended some of the power of the laws... Their combat power skyrocketed..."

"Haha...you're really good at talking..."

"What the hell...? Look at Fiery Peak and Fuyao Peak. The entire mountain has come here... Do you think they came all this way just for a few bites of food...?"

"Yeah..." "Look, they've all sat down and absorbed it... We're almost there too..."

As the discussion grew increasingly outrageous, the frown on Zhang Qiang's face gradually turned into a black face. Elders Li, Yao, Wang Yan, and the others standing by were speechless upon hearing these words. Elder Li now understood Zhang Qiang's intentions and chuckled, "Boy... why are you boiling three pots... no, three furnaces of soup for? Are you just going to drink it like that...?" Before Zhang Qiang could respond, Elder Yao glanced at Elder Li with disdain and scolded him, "Haha... what do you know, old man? This is called making soup... Look at the spiritual energy in this! And the color... We'll each have a bowl later! With so many disciples here! Let's be more polite this time..."

"No... Old Yao, what do you mean...? The soup I'm talking about is not the same as the soup you're talking about...?"

"That's certainly different! Look..."

"Look at your uncle..."

"Oh... old man, you can talk, but don't do it! Be aware of your identity..."

Watching Elder Yao and Elder Li bickering, and then looking at the dense crowd of figures around him, Zhang Qiang was completely speechless, his head spinning. In the crowd, Wang Yan and Chen Ying approached Zhang Qiang with playful smiles on their faces. Chen Ying glanced at the fragrant alchemy furnace and asked softly, "Zhang Qiang... you're not really planning on treating us to soup, are you? Where are your ingredients...? You should have pheasant, right?" Zhang Qiang glanced at the playful smiles on Wang Yan and Chen Ying's faces, rolled his eyes helplessly, and fell silent, sitting down cross-legged. Seeing this, the people around him began to believe the rumor that a disciple had gained the power of the law by sitting cross-legged and absorbing the fragrance, and they all followed Zhang Qiang's example and sat down cross-legged.

Just as Zhang Qiang sat down, Wang Wei and Dujiao squeezed in from the back of the crowd, looking confused. Wang Wei quickly walked over to Zhang Qiang and asked, "Brother Qiang... what's going on...?"