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Traveling to the world of immortal cultivation where demons and demons are rampant, I became the much-anticipated disciple of the Holy Alchemy Palace and the Alchemy King. I thought I was about to start the life of Long Aotian. Until I discovered that my spiritual field... Seemed to be a bottomless pit that could only be entered but not exited. When other senior brothers refine elixirs, they are full of spiritual energy, the elixirs become the best, and their cultivation level increases sharply after eating them. When I make elixirs, I have zero spiritual energy and rely entirely on rubbing them with my hands. The elixirs look picturesque, but their effects... Can be called biochemical weapons. I made a beauty elixir for my senior sister, and the strong man grew a beard after eating it. I made the body-strengthening elixir for my senior brother and ate the soft-footed shrimp that made him paralyzed. Over time, I became the "peerless elixir suspect" of the entire Shengdan Temple, and even dogs had to avoid me. Until one day, I was "sent" to a border fortress where monsters were rampant. When that arrogant three-headed hellhound opened its mouth wide and prepared to eat me as a snack, in desperation, I threw a "waste pill" I rubbed casually into its mouth... Then, with everyone's ghostly expressions on their faces, the majestic hellhound first had a period of passionate internal strife, and then its whole body rotted away. Finally, with a "boom", it exploded into a gorgeous firework on the spot. At that moment, I realized. What orthodox alchemy? What kind of magic can save people? Go to hell! My path is to develop a "big killer" that can make monsters dance in laser rain, sing in fear, and spiral into the sky after eating it! My name is Fang Che. I am neither an alchemy sage nor an alchemy god. I'm just an ordinary... Arms expert.