I Will Refine the Life Essence into Elixir

At the age of forty-three, Zhou Shian was diagnosed with erysipelas and died within a hundred days. He was the head of the alchemy tester at the outer sect of the Qingxuan Sect. He was the chief alchemist twenty years ago. Because he refused to hand over the ancestral elixir recipe, he was deprived of his true biography and wasted half his life. His son was born with extraordinary powers, and the price of a dose of life-saving medicine was not enough even if he sold his life; his wife pawned the last part of her dowry and even laughed and lied to him that she "didn't pawn". A handful of Drunk Immortal Yin at the bottom of the waste elixir cellar led him to a path that no alchemist in the city dared to take - the purification of the ultimate poison. Ordinary alchemists would fail in three furnaces. Only he, with his rotten heart and body of a dead man, could "exercise the poison" for the elixir. Using longevity as a salary, one furnace reduces one's life span by ten days, and the "Qing Ming Zui" produced cannot be detected by the poison test stone, but people cannot quit it. He just wants to make enough money to save his son and then stop. But the person who admired him was the leader, and the person who killed him was his comrade. The person who hung him with the life-extending elixir was the largest alchemy merchant in the seventeen states; and the officer of the Alchemy Patrol Division who was most closely investigating the "alchemy demon" was his brother-in-law, who was sitting at the dinner table at his home and called him brother-in-law. I originally wanted to risk my life to find a way out for my wife and children, but instead I refined myself into someone that the entire world of immortality was looking for.