The Tantric Alchemist Novels & Stories

"You know this. You can do this." I grabbed a pipette and began measuring the distilled serums I had prepared, attempting to isolate the active compounds that might counteract the toxin. My mind raced through the potential variables—pH levels, molecular weights, and the serological interactions. Like a composer crafting a symphony, I carefully calculated the ratios, blending elements of modern science with age-old alchemical knowledge.

"He’s using the student body to test soul-duplication magic and siphon their life-force into the academy’s central core." "And he wants you two dead or permanently lobotomized before you expose his ledgers," Kaelin added, reaching blindly onto a high shelf and grabbing a heavy ceramic jar filled with thick, gray paste. "Sit down on that bench before your dislocated shoulders start leaking blood onto my floorboards. You look like you've been run over by an iron carriage." Zeyric groaned, sinking heavily onto the splintered wooden bench while Thalen stood rigidly beside him, keeping his eyes locked on the blind alchemist. "Can you stop the pain? The bond is tearing our nerves apart every time

It felt heavy keeping this in for quite some time. "What are you exactly doing, Amethyst?" Teresa questioned as she marched forward, leaving a few meters of distance between us. "I plan on studying alchemy," "Have you gone insane? Only the Eastern people, a few selected ones, are capable of communicating with nature," "I know...still, I plan on doing it,"

Smoke curled from the chimney, and the air was thick with the scent of burning herbs. Inside, the space was cluttered with jars, dried plants, and bones hanging from strings. The flickering light of a single lantern threw distorted shadows across the walls. The alchemist moved with surprising grace, her hands already selecting ingredients from the shelves. “You seek a new face,” she said without looking at me. “A new scent, a new name. Marcia, you’ll call yourself.” “How did you—” “I know more than you could fathom, child,” she interrupted, her tone sharp. “Sit.”

She returned to her chair and began to read, her voice filling the cabin with the echoes of the past. “Long ago, in a land shrouded in mist and magic, there lived a brilliant alchemist named Elias Thorne. He was obsessed with the concept of duality, with the idea that every soul has a twin, a mirror image, a perfect complement. He believed that by harnessing the power of duality, he could unlock the secrets of the universe and achieve immortality.”

Scourger— An alchemist that absorbs others' pain and uses it to heal and strengthen themselves. Seekers— An alchemist numbs their body in order to focus their senses outward. Doing so grants them the ability to sense other people's emotion, and anyone that transmutes Hajin, or does alchemical activity. Most of them were promoted to higher ranks, leading scouting parties, or captive interrogation.

“Thangka paintings are not pornographic. And the daggers are symbols.” Her dreamy demeanor has given way to something with sharper edges. I’ve bumbled with her switches and dials and she’s defaulting to cerebral mode, but I’m no closer to knowing about that dagger. I try to steer us away from the rocks, back out toward the swelling waves we were riding a moment ago. I place my hand on her thigh, but my rough skin snags on the sheer fabric of her skirt. “I came across some books on tantric sex in my research. Sounds like the ecstasy comes from going slow. Holding back.”

"There's something I want to ask Elder Li, or should I say the level-five alchemist?" Elder Li was shocked to hear Xiao Long's words. Nobody in the whole sect knows he's a level-five alchemist unless the sect leader, but the sect leader promised he wouldn't divulge that. The alchemist's level is divided into six levels based on a pill that can be distilled. The alchemist level-one can distill the pill level 1, the level-two alchemist can distill the level 2 pill, the level-three alchemist can distill the 3rd level pill, and so on.

“Torr Cauldron?” At once, Xitlaly exclaimed, “It’s the legendary alchemy treasure in the Three Thousand Great Genesis Worlds. It’s made out of weapons left behind from the previous era. It can refine elixirs at the peak of the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation.” “Does it have such a background? We’re rich!” James smiled meaningfully. Suspiciously, Truett asked, “James, where did you get it?”

His father HARON told him about the name in his neck, the tattoo and the bracelet. HARON was chocked of how AHMET read all the books in this age, and the knowledge he have, so he took him to the academy to pass the entrance exam,even he know the academy accepts children above 7 years old. The academy of alchemist is the only place in this continent where people can learn to be a doctor an alchemist or a scientist. Doctors they are specialist in creatures bodies and they can analyze new symptoms and discover the new disease. Alchimistes the are specialist in making potions to change appearance, to make your animal/pet quick or strong, there are many utility for potions.