The Tantric Alchemist Novels & Stories

She has long believed that her husband is all-powerful, but he still manages to surprise her. "Okay, let's go", Li'er took Long Chen's hand and guided him towards the Alchemist Association. In this world, alchemists are divided into five realms, different from the martial realms. Alchemists are classified as [Alchemy Beginner], [Expert Alchemist], [Master Alchemist], [Grand Alchemist], and [Saint-grade Alchemist].

He walked with a heavy, rhythmic stride, his eyes locked on Kael with a fervor that was far more dangerous than the mob’s blind rage. "Do not be deceived, children of the Sun," Valerius shouted, pointing a gloved finger at Kael. "This is not healing. This is the dark trade of the Alchemists. He is not a saint; he is a siphon, a living vessel for the forbidden arts that have brought this blight upon us. If he heals you, it is only to claim your soul as part of his collection!" Kael tried to stand, but his limbs were leaden. The energy he had released had left a hollow space in his chest, a cold, aching void. "Valerius," he rasped, "you know exactly what this is. You helped Bernard draft the o

But Heavenly Order could not tell Immortals Alliance that Tranquile was under their protection. Facing this dilemma, Heavenly Order decided to issue a public announcement. They highlighted the struggles and sacrifices of alchemists, who often set aside their training to assist others. The announcement aimed to appeal to emotions and reason, emphasizing the importance and challenges of being an alchemist. However, Immortals Alliance thought threatening the alchemists would force the latter to create elixirs and discourage arrogant behavior. They ignored important factors like market dynamics and the availability of spirit stones. Their main concern was to obtain elixirs at a low cost or even

Dickson nodded and started to pick his nose. "Oh, this feels great. Well, an alchemist can help, but we have a problem. There are ten alchemists who can cultivate pills for the early-stage and middle-stage Transcendent Realm martial artists. It'll get harder from middle-stage to late-stage—only five alchemists are qualified. "For now, only Bern and Deborah have the ability to cultivate pills needed for mastering the Transcendent Realm. Even then, their success rates are dismally low—out of ten attempts, they're lucky if they manage to produce two pills."

The doctor smiled, a bright smile that reached her eyes. “Yes Diana, and many other of the gods and goddesses that you know from myth are, in fact, some of our oldest and most wise alchemists.” “Oh!” I exclaimed. Wow, there was so much about the Alchemist and this world that I had no idea about. But I wasn’t sure if I could handle delving into all of that now. “So because I am fated mates with Dominic, then that tells the oracle in me that he is my owner or whatever?” I asked, and the doctor nodded.

"Bring the new pack Shaman, Elder Aaron. Bring the sacred bronze brazier and the ancient alchemical coals from the inner vault. We run the true, un-rigged ritual of the ancestors right here, in front of every living soul in this valley." Within minutes, an elderly, silver-haired mystic clad in traditional white robes strode onto the ruined stage. Two vanguard guards carried a tri-legged bronze basin filled with glowing alchemical coals that popped and cracked in the freezing mountain wind. The air grew thick with the smell of dried sage and old magic.

It was a technique that placed talented alchemists above the mediocre ones, and the same one that brought about the title, "Alchemy Grandmaster" "He is done," Zandor suddenly said, and Frederick nodded his head. The energy in the hut suddenly grew much denser as Edict generously poured into the ground herbs. A blinding light was produced as the healing potion was completed. A medicinal scent so strong that Frederick had to turn off his sense of smell filled the place, and the masked man sighed lightly, his action a sign that Edict Infused Alchemy was more draining than it looked.

Hunter's POV The pungent scent of bubbling chemicals surrounded me as I carefully measured out powders and tinctures into the alembic on my workbench. This latest experimental formula needed to distill for a full month before being viable, but all initial signs were promising. If successful, just a small dose could temporarily bestow a mortal with a dragon's keen senses and preternatural speed. An invaluable edge for my human allies in the coming conflicts. But rushing the delicate alchemical process now would court only disaster and wasted time. Patience and precision were vital.

Slowly, those fragments began to align, forming an incomplete but coherent map of understanding. He began with a black stone disc, setting it at the altar’s center. Its surface gleamed—freshly oiled to a mirror sheen—allowing the carved runes to catch and refract the faintest trace of light. Around it sat four small boxes, each containing a different liquid: One held a clear solution with the crisp scent of alcohol and herbs—cleansing fluid, meant to purify. The second, transparent yet faintly luminescent, likely carried a conductive solute for channeling energy.

Although Caspian still knew nothing about alchemy, he would be stupid if he didn't know how to make use of these two treasures. Moreover, in cultivator, there was a saying that the "Alchemy, Talisman, Weapon and Formation were the four grand secretariats.” Alchemy referred to refining pills. The talisman referred to runes. Weapons were refining weapons. The formation was naturally formation. Among the four Grand Secretariats, alchemy ranked first. Because the elixir and the promotion of cultivators’ realm had the most direct relationship. This showed how important it was. Caspian came from Heavenly Stars Sect. Coupled with the memory fragment in Tower of Life, now he had some inscriptions an