Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

The issue he had now was time. He wasted so much time already in his cultivation. For him this was nothing, as he used to take years to upgrade just one minor base.

Yet he had now another goal to achieve. He tested his theory at forging and right now he had more theories to test as well. "Alchemy should be next," he muttered before glancing again at his body. "And I need to do it while training with the sword."

It was his luck to use such a low technique, or else the backlash would be much stronger. He went towards his cauldron and started thinking.

"They just use the personal energy to refine the items used in potions," he thought to himself before adding, "but this isn't that good compared to my previous world's techniques."

He decided to use his cultivation energy and test some potions and pills first. The issue here was that he couldn't fully control his power now.

"I need around one week to control my power, but I need to match the two together if possible," he muttered before taking the booklet of potions he received from Mr. E and opened a page of a strengthening pill.

"This is one of the best pills here," he said after reading the description of how to make one. "I need to upgrade this and use it on my top team to increase their strength."

He closed the booklet and stored it before going on a stride inside his garden.

Despite having some remaining herbs he collected before, he needed some extra. The herbs he was looking for were those containing massive amounts of energy; the higher the better.

"This one will do," he grabbed a thick purple root with some red lines over it and stored it. "The energy stored in it is aggressive," he nodded in content before collecting hundreds more of such roots.

Each herb he collected he made sure to leave some seeds behind for more to grow, especially to those he grabbed their roots and killed them.

He spent hours collecting different kinds of herbs, and when he got back to his cauldron, he didn't start at once.

He spread samples of the herbs he gathered on the ground and then he glanced silently at them. "Time to test my ability then," he muttered before grabbing a root and starting to infuse his spiritual energy in it.

"Boom!"

The next moment the root was blown to pieces from the uncontrolled gush of his energy. "Sigh, this won't work," he shook his head before glancing over the area around, "I need to spend some time with my technique first.

He wasn't that pleased with such a result, despite it being the most logical one he anticipated.

"Time to get this energy tamed," he started training with the sword while jumping from a place to another. After a couple of hours, the area around him was filled with indentations, and his energy was almost depleted.

"Sigh, even with my gears I can't keep using the sword like this," he sat on the ground while closing his eyes and regulating his breathing.

"I need a spiritual energy refreshing pill," he muttered after being like this for six hours straight. "If I was in a fight, I can't last for long this way," he sighed.

He knew this was mainly due to the rebellious nature of his energy and the subsequent level up of his base.

"To make this pill, I'll need to tame my energy to half at least," he thought before adding, "I once heard of a way to use untamed energy to form a pill… what was this way again?" he thought deeply, searching his mind for this info for half an hour before his eyes shone brightly with blue color.

"I knew it," he smiled before laughing, "despite the result being unpredictable, all the results will be much better than the initial pills," he said to himself before smirking, "besides this is also considered a legal way to tame my energy. Perfect, just perfect."

He stood up and went directly to his cauldron before thinking about this pill. "I can use it to tame my energy first, then I can make other pills," he muttered before thinking about the components and what he could replace these with.

He started taking some of what he gathered and put them inside the cauldron. When he finished he started the fire and the next thing he did was to hold the cauldron with both hands.

"I have to endure the high temperature first," he muttered while thinking about the small trick here.

Instead of supplementing the herbs with his energy, he would infuse the cauldron with the energy itself. As the cauldron being sturdier, he was sure it would hold his berserk energy and help to refine the herbs inside.

"Ding! Do you want water? Blood?" the system asked.

"No, this is a pill not potion," Arthur shook his head before adding, "in pills we tend to dry up the herbs and condense their energy to form a smaller form of a pill. In potions we do the opposite, using water and blood to make the herbs diffuse their energy inside the medium."

"Ding! Seems the total opposite of each other."

"Why bother with pills while you can do potions in greater amounts and in a shorter time?" the golden dragon said.

"Pills are far stronger than the normal potions," Arthur explained while starting to endure the burning pain coming from the heated up cauldron, "besides so many effects can't be gained by potions, like the energy replenishing pill I'm now making."

"Why is that?" the golden dragon asked.

"Simply because this needs a concentrated amount of energy to be released, not a diffuse form of energy," Arthur explained yet the golden dragon seemed not to get the meaning as he replied:

"Whatever."

Arthur kept enduring the pain until there was no increase in temperature.. He then started to infuse his energy inside the cauldron fixedly.