Eternal Cultivation of Alchemy

Chapter 1884 A Unique Opportunity

Based on his estimate, it would take him at least 3 years to make just the pill for Fire Spiritual root alone.

Alex chose to spend that time with his family instead. He hoped they could make any and all improvements to their bodies on their own in the Immortal realm once they left.

Alex spent time with his mother, learning from her what he could, teaching her what he knew.

He spent time with his father, fighting from time to time, talking the other time.

Ronron liked to spend time with her sister and train her as much as she could before she had to leave, and Alex inadvertently ended up spending time with her that way.

He became very close to the young Emily who now went by just Emi instead. It was a much easier way to figure out who one was referring to as the two Emilys would often be together.

Lilin couldn\'t cultivate, but seeing Emi be able to cultivate made her happier than anyone else. Logan was by their side at all times too, looking after his wife and daughter.

Ronron also spent a lot of time with her parents as well, the older Alex and Emily. It had been decided that neither of the two wished to burden Ronron by following with her to the other realm, and would instead be staying behind.

They were mortals anyway. The Immortal world was not a place for them.

Ronron was not happy with their decision, but she respected it all the same. There were many days when she cried with them, saddened that she would have to leave them.

She would have been devastated had she had to leave all on her own. Thankfully, there were more following her along in this journey.

The days passed by without much action until the day a few months later when Alex received the news that Hannah had learned her final Fire Dao, allowing her to gain the True Fire Dao.

She was ready for a breakthrough.

"She will do it soon," Liz said after she passed along the information. "In 2 months, she says. They have to deal with many matters in the Empire before she is able to leave."

"We should tell the senior," Alex said.

"Someone is already on the way there to give him the information. He knows."

There was nothing more for Alex to say.

Two more months and Hannah would break through to Immortality. Then, his family would leave. He alone would have to stay behind.

There wasn\'t much time left.

A few weeks passed and a message came to Alex\'s talisman, one from his people. He took it out and read that there had been another death in the house of the dying, and his corpse was going toward the dome.

He left for it promptly.

He arrived outside the dome and paused when he saw the corpse.

There were 2 of them.

"2 corpses?" Alex asked.

"They died within minutes of each other," one of the people who brought the corpse said. "Complete coincidence."

"Alright, I\'ll take them."

Alex took both of the corpses inside of the dome and began working on them.

He needed to be quick about it, having to take out the spiritual roots from each one immediately. He had gotten enough practice that he was certain he could do it in under a minute.

Alex took out a small knife to cut through the first corpse when he paused. He took a step back and looked at the two corpses.

There were two of them with him right now, which he was taking for granted. There were only so many things he could do with a single corpse. But with two? The possibilities multiplied.

Immediately he went for the corpse on the left, quickly cutting out the stomach to reveal the dantian.

"1, 2, 3, 4…" He counted something in there.

He then walked over to the other corpse and cut it open in the same way. He counted for that too, coming up with the number 3.

There were 4 different Spiritual Roots in the corpse to his left and 3 on the one to his right. After quickly checking all the Spiritual roots, Alex recognized that the Water and Wood roots on the person with the 4 spiritual roots were not available for the person on the right.

Which meant, he could finally learn how to actually transplant those roots to another body.

There were 2 roots, so he had 2 choices with this. Technically he had 3 if he wanted to bring another root from the 2nd body into the first, but the first body\'s dantian would be destroyed soon, so there was no point.

Alex immediately cut into the Water root on either side of the dantian, taking it out from the man\'s stomach, and slowly pulling out all the myriads of meridians it was attached to.

Alex knew that not all of the meridians needed to come out for this to work. But the more he got out, the better it was.

Meridians from both the torso and the upper parts of the legs were pulled out. As Alex pulled on them, slowly but firmly, they came out longer and longer.

Thousands upon thousands of tiny red threads-like meridians were pulled out of the body, which started snapping at some point as they were too entangled in the corpse to pull out completely.

As a lot of them snapped, Alex made the decision to be done with it. A minute had passed and he had brought out enough of the meridians that he knew any more time he spent here would be wasted.

He switched over to the other corpse, swiftly cutting open small holes on the dantian where he could fix the base of the roots.

The roots themselves were the four major meridians that came out of the base, which split into dozens and then hundreds and then thousands of tiny meridians.

Once the base was put into place, Alex began the task of placing it all back into the new body.

This was a task he had never done before, and it was a task he would rarely get to do in the future.

One by one, Alex poured the tiny meridians through the man\'s cut-open stomach, sending half above the dantian, and half below it.

Alex had experimented with these spiritual roots enough to know approximately where all the meridians were supposed to go. He tried to send them in that exact pattern.

He spent a long time doing so, spending nearly 10 seconds to put all the meridians in the right place, in the right order.

Alex looked at the result and was happy to see that not too many things had gone wrong in his trial.

Only… how was he supposed to know now if he had succeeded or not?