Primordial Harem System

Chapter 292 Blacksmithing

Shen Yuan stood and began organizing the alchemical materials and equipment scattered around the chamber.

With practiced efficiency, he carefully stored the remaining herbs, tools, and the Cauldron in his spatial ring.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The chamber returned to its pristine state, ready for his next part of training.

"Alchemy is done for now. It's time to turn my focus to blacksmithing," Shen Yuan muttered to himself, his gaze focusing on the task ahead.

"I need to bring the forge here though," he rubbed his chin while thinking.

...

Exiting the Dual Cultivation Chamber, Shen Yuan stepped into the serene surroundings of his courtyard.

"Ahh~ the fresh air of the outside world is still the best." He stretched his arms while looking at the peaceful courtyard.

The cherry blossom tree swayed gently in the breeze, its petals falling like a soft rain. The tranquil sight brought a faint smile to his lips, but he didn't linger.

He turned around and moved towards the side building of his mansion, where he had created his personal forge.

Stepping inside, he looked at all the tools neatly arranged and the forge in the center.

"Let's take everything. I will just do blacksmithing inside the Dual Cultivation Chambers from now on." He nodded his head and scooped in everything from the room into his spatial ring.

"Perfect. Let's head back," Shen Yuan said, his voice calm. The portal appeared before him as he stepped inside and entered the Dual Cultivation Chamber.

...

Inside the chamber, Shen Yuan carefully placed the forge at the center of the room. It took the majority of the space in the chamber.

Its imposing structure radiated a faint elemental energy, resonating with the chamber's abundant Qi.

"Lan'er, don't you think the room is quite... small?" Shen Yuan said with a wry smile.

SNAP!

A snap was heard as the room began rapidly expanding, reaching five times its initial size.

Shen Yuan's eyes lit up. "Thanks, you're the best."

[Hehe, no need for flattery.]

Yue Lan seemed quite pleased with herself.

Shen Yuan looked around for a while before summoning his blacksmithing tools, including hammers and tongs forged from rare metals.

Shen Yuan's frown deepened as he listened to her words. "I have a feeling I can get all the techniques that I need from the Pagoda Bearing Monarch's Treasury, but I still haven't been able to figure out how to open it."

[Why don't you explore the outside world more? Maybe you can chance upon a technique?]

Shen Yuan thought over what she said. "No, I will increase my cultivation base first. I have some plans for what to do."

He said before placing all the blacksmithing materials back in his storage ring. He took out alchemy equipment again.

[Huh? I thought you were going to break through? Why are you taking out alchemy equipment?]

Shen Yuan's frown loosened as his lips curled up into a faint smile. "Just wait and watch."

He began preparing the materials for Pristine Origin Pills again, neatly preparing them in batches.

The smell of smelting ores left the chamber as it once again filled with the familiar, soothing aroma of rare herbs and potent ingredients.

"This time, I'll refine the Pristine Origin Pills to their absolute peak," Shen Yuan muttered to himself, summoning the Pure Heart Flame.

Its crimson-golden hue illuminated the chamber, dancing with intensity.

The first batch began as smoothly as the previous ones.

Shen Yuan worked with even greater focus, each motion imbued with his absolute concentration.

His mastery of Blossoming Inferno allowed him to perfectly balance the heat, coaxing the ingredients to blend harmoniously.

The cauldron emitted a faint hum as the first batch completed, revealing three pills marked with seven and eight veins.

Shen Yuan nodded calmly, carefully storing them in a jade vial.

"I need to do better," he murmured, his eyes gleaming with determination.

He repeated the process, refining batch after batch.

Each time, he adjusted his technique, fine-tuning every little detail.

He repeated the process while improving with each refinement, batch after batch of Pristine Origin Pills.

As he immersed himself in the alchemical process, a subtle yet extreme change began to take root within him.

His bloodline shook once.

His senses sharpened, the chamber's aura seemingly more vibrant.

The faint aura of herbs exuded details he'd never noticed before—the tiny fractures on the surface of a dried petal, the swirl of energy contained within a single dew drop.