Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

He didn't hold back, and used all his energy to enter the cauldron, even changing its color to blue.

He kept doing this for ten minutes before the herbs inside got concentrated into a small amount of fluid. He didn't hurry to end the process, as the only side effect of this was to take much longer than usual.

"Time to turn it into a pill," he muttered when he glanced at the fluid which changed from dark red to dark blue color. He closed his eyes and then instigated his energy to the max, while raising his hands off the cauldron and putting them horizontally over the opening of it.

The next moment his energy dissipated violently and touched the cauldron which reverberated again. Yet when it touched the fluid, the fluid flew up following his will, and he just took it at a level above the cauldron before opening his eyes.

"Condense," he surrounded the fluid with both hands while trying to crush it with his energy. The next minute the fluid kept trembling inside, shrinking in size until finally a pill was formed.

"Good," he took the pill and examined it before putting it in his mouth. The moment he took it, he felt a sudden gush of energy and his depleted energy was regenerated with much more amount than before.

"The quality… it isn't bad," he assessed the pill, knowing he made something suited for nascent soul stage cultivators not just the core formation stage.

"Time to go on full power here," after he assessed the pill with this trial, he started to massively form pills. He didn't hold back anymore, as he started making tens of pills in one go, while taking just one to replenish his depleted energy from time to time.

This kept going for hours, and when he finished he had a huge stock of pills that exceeded a thousand. "This should be enough," he muttered when he glanced inside his storage ring.

"Ding! How did you condense the pill without using the cauldron?" the system asked as he compared what Arthur did with what Mr. E did before.

"I used the energy of mine to communicate with the vast energy of heaven and earth here," Arthur explained and the golden dragon just said:

"Whatever, what are you going to make now?"

"A strengthening pill," Arthur muttered before adding, "I hope my energy will be more contained."

Before he wasted any more herb he went to the side and tested out his sword. He found that the backlash was much lower than before, yet it still existed.

"Not enough, huh?" he muttered before continuing to use the sword technique to train and to tame his energy for a couple more hours.

"Nearly sufficient."

When he felt a minimal amount of backlash he stopped and went towards the group of herbs he laid before on the ground. He picked a seed this time and tried to infuse his energy in it.

And the seed barely took the pressure.

"Good," he nodded before taking all the herbs in hand and infusing a portion of his energy to them. When he finished, he went towards the cauldron and put the ingredients there.

And he waited.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The first five attempts were all failures. The herbs exploded under the massive energy of his, ruining everything.

His face turned ashen black from the explosions yet he never ceased to try until on the sixth attempt he finally succeeded.

"It's a nice pill to be honest," he examined the pill before taking it into his mouth. The moment it entered there, he felt his body getting stronger fast under the effect of the dissipated energy.

"Good, now I have to try to raise the success rate," he started to make pills in great batches. Sometimes the herbs would explode, ruining others in the cauldron, yet most of the time he started to have success.

His control over his energy grew stronger with time, and on the third day he was able to make pills without losing any more ingredients.

"Finally, phew," he wiped the sweat over his forehead before taking an energy replenishing pill to regenerate the energy lost.

"Ding! Why not take many at the same time to break through?" the system asked.

"That would be a huge mistake," he shook his head, "after all this pill had more filth than benefit to me. I only need them to replenish my energy in a short time span, to make up for the lack of time I have."

He then took out a bird's wing and wrote the instructions other alchemists should follow before leaving a side note over the usage of the body strengthening pills he made.

Then he sent the bird's wing to Amelia while pointing to the hills standing not far from him. "Move these to Amelia, she knows what she should do with them," he said and his system complied.

"Now it's time for me to test the arrays."

He never was this excited about his theories as he was right now. Since coming here to this world and arrays formed a huge puzzle for him. He wanted to crack these for so much long time, and now he had the ability to do so.

He took out the booklets he received from Otman and started reading them again. He wanted to be sure he didn't miss anything there, and for that he wasted half a day in reading until he was ready.

"So the secret lies in the language used to write the runes, plus the words used to make these," he muttered.

"You can depend on me for that," the golden dragon said with much confidence, "I told the system about dragon language and he can now guide you like before."

"I know," Arthur nodded while his mind was busy with something else. "I need to make flags first."

The secret lying between the dark arrays and normal arrays lied in this small thing he totally missed; flags.