Eternal Cultivation Of Alchemy

Chapter 3046: A Steady Operation

With Nameless at the helm of the operation, Han Mengli could take a step back and focus solely on weapon creation.

Nameless was right. Han Mengli hadn’t thought about the other slaves and how many more weapons he would need, so he got right to it.

Over the next couple of months, Nameless began bringing a few more people into their operation, letting them in on the secret as well.

Han Mengli worried at first about so many people being added. If nothing else, he feared that these people would start cultivating nonstop and miss their quotas or start bothering others to do their work.

But Nameless had already thought of that. His strength eclipsed everyone he brought, so they were forced to listen to him and kept a facade of normalcy for now so the demon guards wouldn’t notice.

Around two years later, an older man walked in on Han Mengli in the middle of working on a large sword. Han Mengli paused for a moment, looking at the old man with a confused glance.

The old man, on the other hand, seemed oblivious to Han Mengli’s look and instead focused on the hammer and anvil, as well as the formations under the ground.

“Wow…” he said slowly. “And here I thought the spirit stones I was shown would be the biggest surprise.”

Nameless walked in afterward. “Look, I brought you help,” he said. “He was an apprentice artifact maker in his time. He can help you.”

Han Mengli’s eyes widened slightly. “An artifact maker?” he asked. The difference between a normal weapon and an artifact was night and day. He had always wanted to make the weapons he was creating into artifacts, but even with the book he had read, he couldn’t do much about it.

He understood artifacts required impressive materials and something called Qi lines, but he knew nothing about those things. So having someone who could likely help would be amazing.

The old man began teaching Han Mengli what he had learned, mostly regarding Qi lines. Han Mengli studied diligently and slowly began adding them to the weapons he created.

The success rate of the Qi lines was low, and most of the weapons amounted to nothing more, but there was enough success that he managed to make five weapons in total that were more than just tools.

Three of those were swords, one was a spear, and the last was a giant axe meant for a barbarian of a man Nameless had added to the group just a few months ago.

As things progressed, the resistance grew as well. The operation became smoother, with people helping each other to mine—some even focusing solely on it for days, allowing others to cultivate without interruption.

This also meant that Han Mengli no longer had to give anyone spirit stones back in the camp. They were all cultivating during the day.

Nameless and the others talked about finding a way to communicate with the other slaves, but they had no such chance. They also wanted to learn more about their slavers, but there was a considerable lack of information there as well.

“I’m getting closer and closer to a breakthrough,” Nameless said. “Just a few more years, and I should be ready.”

Han Mengli felt excited at first, but that soon changed to nervousness. “What happens when you ascend?” he asked, having never seen someone become an Immortal. He was told things were entirely different on a world with Heaven compared to ships like Darkwater.

“I become an Immortal, and if there isn’t sufficient Immortal Qi in this world, I am sent away by the world,” Nameless said.

“Sent where?” Han Mengli asked.

Nameless shrugged. “It’s quite likely I’ll be sent to another demon world. I’ll simply have to reject the transfer.”

“Can you?” Han Mengli asked.

“It’s possible,” Nameless said. “The only downside is I won’t be able to continue fighting after a while since this world will stop seeing me as its own. My Immortal cultivation base ends up biting back at that moment.”

Han Mengli was about to say something, but Nameless continued.

“But that doesn’t matter, since the moment I become an Immortal, we will be free,” he said.

“What if the demons have Immortals too?” Han Mengli asked.

Nameless chuckled dryly. “I’m sure they do. In that case, our only hope is that this world isn’t an Immortal world, or else we’re doomed to be enslaved forever.”

Han Mengli gulped. After everything, he did not wish to fail.

“We’ll know soon,” Nameless said. “Just a few more years, and we’ll either kill our slavers or we’ll die.”

A mirthless smile appeared on his face. “Either way, I’m going to be free,” he said. “I’m done being a slave.”

’Just a few more years,’ Han Mengli told himself.

Sadly, things didn’t always go as planned. Just half a year later, in the middle of the night, he felt a slight buzz coming from the storage bag he had hidden in his arm.

With so many spiritual senses around, he hesitated to bring it out. The buzz would be from the talisman of the demon he had killed, but after the first year, he had stopped receiving any messages.

The demons had either realized he was dead or abandoned his post. So, to receive a message through the talisman now made Han Mengli grow quite curious.

After some thinking, he pulled out the storage bag and then the talisman from it. A few people in the room noticed the talisman, showing looks of surprise.

Before they could even ask Han Mengli how he had it, he shot up from his bed, a look of pure horror on his face. He turned to one of the many beds in the room, catching the eye of Nameless, who gave him a puzzled look.

“The demons,” Han Mengli said, not bothering to hide anything. “They’ve found the spirit stone mine and the weapons. And they’re coming here right now.”