Eternal Cultivation of Alchemy

Alex felt a big sense of fatigue hit him the moment he pulled out his blood essence. His whole body seemed to want to go limp, but he fought through that feeling.

The old man saw something was wrong and decided to fight back. His spear glowed with Spear Qi and multiple water spears formed around him.

Alex did not do anything with his few drops of blood essence. They floated in his hand in 3 distinct blobs as he prepared to attack.

The old man attacked first, sending his real spear along with the water spear flying through the air toward Alex.

Alex took the first drop of blood and attacked with it.

The drop of blood flew through the air striking the spear that was flying toward him. The moment the two crashed, a large explosion marred the sky in blue light that seemed to blind everyone with a blue light.

The explosion surprised the old man too as he was forced back by the shockwave. He couldn't believe just how strong that attack from Alex was.

And he remembered that he had 2 more of the same attack.

'No…' he thought. He was already feeling completely unwell because of what Alex had done just moments before, so if he were to continue fighting… 'I will die.'

Instead of trying to fight, he decided to run away. He turned around to flee, but he suddenly struck something in the air, like a barrier.

He looked around, but there was no barrier. If anything, the space itself was blocking him from moving away.

The blue light from the explosion died down, and the old man saw Alex inching towards him with the remaining two blood beads.

"No! Stop. We can talk. Please, I can pay you if you want me to," the man started bargaining for his life.

"I don't care," Alex said as he let the second bead fly. The bead flew through the air and struck the space barrier that Alex had prepared to keep the old man there.

As easily as hitting a puff of smoke, the blood bead flew through the blocked space. The old man used his dao immediately, but that held absolutely no value in front of Alex's blood bead.

The bead struck the old man's head, exploding it in an instant. The bloody chucks of the old man's head sprayed into the sky, while his remaining torso fell straight to the ground.

The old man was dead, but Alex didn't relax just yet. He knew what happened when he killed a Saint Soul realm cultivator.

A small bluish-white spirit floated out of the old man's navel area. It looked around for a moment, confused. However, the moment it saw Alex, it remembered everything.

"You goddamn bastard!" the man shouted. "Die!"

Suddenly, the Qi in the old man's body started growing volatile all of a sudden and Alex realized what was happening.

He was going to blow up his own body.

Alex had experienced Core Explosion twice, and a Saint Soul body explosion once. He could not say he liked any of the experience at all.

The old man threw his body away with what little power his nascent soul had. It flew in an arc, going not toward Alex, but rather between him and the slaves that were behind him.

Alex's eyes narrowed in anger as he flew to intercept the attack. He appeared in front of the body and grabbed it.

The old man was way too happy to see that. If Alex was touching his body, then his death was all but guaranteed.

The body suddenly exploded, but the explosion itself came from behind the old man's soul, rather than in front of Alex.

Right before the body had exploded, Alex had teleported the body behind the old man. The explosion hurt the old man's soul, nearly destroying it in the process.

The old man's soul involuntarily flew through the sky, appearing near Alex. He tried to stop himself, but Alex was ready for him.

Alex fought through the explosion's shockwave and a small blood dagger appeared in his hand. It was a dagger he had created with his last drop of blood.

The dagger stabbed into the nascent soul directly on the soul's forehead. The old man cried out in pain as his white body tore itself apart under Alex's dagger.

Alex watched in surprise at how easily the nascent soul had died to his blood dagger. It basically burned away.

'That was… something,' he thought.

"Brother, we won!" Whisker's voice came from the side, letting making Alex realize that he had won. The fight was over.

He looked around in surprise and saw that his beasts had indeed already finished their battle.

"So it's finally over," he thought and slowly flew down. He had his Qi, but his blood aura, blood essence, and even mental fatigue were at their worst state ever.

He landed next to Whisker and rubbed his head lightly. "You did good," he said.

Whisker smiled and jumped onto Alex's body. Alex looked around and brought out the Blood God's Manual which the blood beasts flew back into.

Then, he walked towards his father and canceled the barrier that was keeping them all in.

The moment the barrier was down, Graham ran up to Alex and grabbed him. "Al, are you okay? Are you hurt?" he asked in a very worried voice.

"I'm fine, father," Alex said. "Just… just a little tired."

"Wait, let me take you to the Sacred flames. You can heal there," Graham said.

Alex didn't mind that. "Sure," he said. "I guess I can stay there for—"

"Wow, not only are you not dead, you're strong enough to kill them all too, huh?" A voice spoke from the sky.

Alex looked up immediately, but he couldn't see anyone there. He used his spiritual sense, and he barely grasped something that existed in the air not far away from him, and yet not at the same time.

He did recognize the voice, however, and he quickly got back up.

"Have you come to kill me again?" Alex asked as he looked in the direction where he was certain Zhu Shaofan was hiding.

Zhu Shaofan showed himself, revealing himself to everyone. Alex could now see him in the sky, but he still struggled to sense the man.

It was only a few moments later that he realized that he was wearing some sort of waistband that was made up of the Heavenly Silkworm's silk threads.

Alex glared at him after realizing that they had all received the silkworm threads from him.

"Come on, don't look at me like that," the man said as he looked around. "Oh hey! You found your father. Congratulations."

"Screw off with your fake pleasantries," Alex said. "If you want to fight, then come fight."

"Woah, I'm not here to fight. Why would I fight you anyway?" the man asked. "I was paid for my stuff, so I have no reason to kill you really. Well, unless you give me one."

Alex didn't say anything.

"You did kill all of my people," Zhu Shaofan said. "So, I will give you one opportunity to rectify that."

"What? You want me to bring them back to life?" Alex asked.

"Haha, of course not," Zhu Shaofan said. "I want you to join me."