High-tier Earth Grade Technique.

Chen Yang watched helplessly as Xu sister's tears flowed freely. He stood there, awkwardly scratching his head, unsure how to comfort them.

Suddenly, a small hand tugged at his loose pants. A twelve-year-old boy, eyes bright with glee, stood beside him.

"Mister " he said, his voice filled with wonder, "what was that red light you threw? Was it a magical treasure from the legends?" He wrapped his hands excitedly around Chen Yang's leg.

"It's not a weapon, young one," Chen Yang replied gently, disentangling himself from the boy's grip. "It's a skill, a special ability."

"A skill?" The boy's eyes sparkled. "Can you teach me? It looked amazing! I want to be just like you when I grow up!" He bounced on the balls of his feet, brimming with enthusiasm.

Chen Yang smiled. "If you want to be an awa... ahhh!" He was about to offer some advice when several villagers surrounded him. Two burly men grabbed his arms and legs, hoisting him effortlessly into the air.

One man had even gotten his hands on Chen Yang baby-making machine.While lifting him up .

Every villagers were brimming with smiles, mixed with their expressions of surprise.

They started cheering and threw Chen Yang into the air, caught him, and then threw him up again to celebrate his one hit kill.

An elderly shouted with a trembling voice, "Good , good, good, brother is indeed hero among man"

"Uncle , you have such a god like skill ! You'll have to  give up a pointer in the future."

Amidst everyone's cheers, Chen Yang only heard the word brother by elder and word uncle ,tears came from his eyes .

Someone has once again caught his balls.

Chen Yang tried to speak but every time he was about to say something someone would squeeze his balls making him almost cry in agony.

Just as Chen Yang was thinking about how to get out of this torture, Xu Mei appeared as a goddess to save him from this misery.

She approached the crowd and said , "Every village chief appears to have fainted; please assist me in bringing him to the room and help treat injured villagers."

Tears streamed from his eyes as he heard the angelic voice.

Falling off his buttocks, Chen Yang lost on his thought .

' I knew big bo.. ahh no goddess Mei , I shouldn't have an inappropriate thought about my goddess . She is the only one who understands and sees through my misery, oh my goodness, who came down to earth to save me.

The villagers, jolted back to reality by Xu Mei's reminder, rushed to tend to the injured.

Chen Yang surveyed the scene, his gaze landing on the injured village chief. He approached, intending to offer his assistance.

When he reached the place where village chief was being treated he was dumbfolded ,Because a physician was wrapping village Chief with bandages and mixture of herbal paste from head to toe , making him look like a mummy.

"Finally found that quack doctor", came infront of village chief and said " I also have some medicine knowledge let me check him"

He examined the village chief thoroughly and quickly jotted down a list of herbs on a scrap of paper.

"Fairy Lin," he called out, "can you fetch these herbs?"

Xu Lin approached, her eyes wide with curiosity. "Brother Chen, are you skilled in alchemy?"

A smug grin spread across Chen Yang's face. "I have some knowledge," he admitted.

..,....

Moments later, Xu Lin returned with a basket overflowing with herbs. "Brother Chen," she confessed sheepishly, "I couldn't identify most of the herbs on your list, so I brought everything we have in the village storage."

Sifting through the basket, Chen Yang discovered all the necessary ingredients for a low-grade rejuvenation pill, thankfully all common herbs.

As he prepared to begin, a crucial detail struck him - the lack of a proper furnace. He scanned the crowd, a touch of embarrassment coloring his cheeks. "Does anyone here have a pill furnace?"

The villagers exchanged hesitant looks before a wizened old man shuffled forward, a knowing glint in his eyes. "My family has an old one, riddled with cracks. I'll fetch it right away."

Chen Yang eyed the ordinary-looking furnace, its cracked surface a testament to countless uses. Despite its appearance, his alchemy experience from system and mastery of the unity flame fueled his confidence. Trusting his intuition, he entered a secluded room to begin his work.

With practiced movements, he separated the ingredients, meticulously adding a measured portion to the furnace. He held back, starting with only a third of the total amount. Suddenly, his hand spasmed, a gasp escaping his lips as a burst of flame erupted from his palm, hovering ominously in the air.

Once the furnace reached the desired temperature, he carefully added the remaining herbs, all the while maintaining precise control over the flame.

Twenty minutes of intense alchemy later, the pill was complete. With a triumphant flourish, he retrieved it from the furnace, a satisfied grin spreading across his face.

.....

Just as he rose to his feet, a glint of light snagged his attention. Unlike the usual dull glow emanating from the furnace, a strange symbol etched onto its surface pulsed with an otherworldly white light. It seemed to beckon him closer.

Hesitantly, he paused, his initial urge to leave momentarily forgotten. The symbol was unfamiliar, sparking a flicker of curiosity within him. He drew closer, squinting to decipher the intricate details. As he did, a faint inscription on the opposite side of the furnace caught his eye.

It wasn't written in any language he knew, a collection of swirling lines and shapes that seemed to dance on the metal.

A thrill of anticipation shot through him. Could this be some hidden message, a secret waiting to be unearthed? He settled back down, fatigue momentarily forgotten, and began the painstaking process of deciphering the inscription.

Hour bled into hour. He traced the symbols with his fingers, muttering them under his breath, searching for any pattern, any familiar stroke.

Sleep gnawed at the edges of his vision, his muscles protested the rigid posture, but he persevered. Slowly, a glimmer of understanding began to dawn.

He recognized a recurring motif, a specific arrangement of lines that seemed to hold a deeper meaning.

With renewed vigor, he compared this motif against other parts of the inscription, a web of connections slowly forming in his mind.

It was like piecing together a fragmented puzzle, each connection bringing him closer to the complete picture.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, a gasp escaped his lips. The inscription revealed itself – a high-grade Earth Tier cultivation technique, a secret technique specifically for those who walked the path of alchemy.

The realization hit him with a wave of exhilaration, momentarily erasing the exhaustion that had been creeping in.

However, the intense concentration and energy required for deciphering the code had taken their toll. He slumped back, his body a leaden weight, and his mind pleasantly fuzzy. A contented sigh escaped his lips as sleep claimed him.

.....

The silence stretched, punctuated only by the groan of the furnace door grinding open.

Xu Lin slipped into the cavernous chamber, her brow knitted with worry. Chen Yang slumped against the furnace's base, a hint of a smile lingering on his lips despite the fatigue etched into his features.

Scrolls and parchments littered the floor, some clutched loosely in his grasp.

"There you are," Xu Lin said, her voice tinged with relief. "I was starting to worry. You've been in here for hours."

Chen Yang stirred, his eyelids fluttering open to reveal heavy eyes. "Xu Lin," he mumbled, voice thick with sleep. "I... I managed to refine the pill."

His hand weakly gestured towards a nearby surface. Xu Lin followed his gaze, spotting a small vial gleaming in the dim light. As Chen Yang spoke, the weariness in his voice gradually gave way to a spark of excitement. He reached for a completed scroll, his hand shaking slightly.

"Look," he rasped, his voice strained but determined. "I discovered a powerful new technique..."

His voice trailed off, eyelids drooping heavily. Xu Lin, sensing his exhaustion, gently maneuvered him into a more comfortable position.

"Rest," she said softly. "We can delve into this later."

Chen Yang offered a weak nod, a flicker of gratitude crossing his lips. Sleep claimed him, washing away the remnants of his exertion.