Fantasy World: I Can Travel To Cultivation World

Chapter 192 Centrifugal Wall Breaker

As long as Luis remains the leader of the Western Defense Zone, who would dare compete with him for the right to manage these spiritual veins?

Even if Luis steps down in the future, only cultivators from the Hartmann family would be eligible to take over the position.

This is because the western region of Guang'an Prefecture is already firmly established as the Hartmann family's sphere of influence.

This arrangement was solidified a few days ago when the Zhou family finalized the division of the defense zones.

Hartmann Island

A flying warship cut through the skies, descending slowly toward one of the cities on the island.

Moments later, figures began to descend one by one from the warship, their movements swift and precise.

Hearing the commotion, the Knights of the Hartmann family paused their tasks and gathered outside to see what was happening.

In recent days, the Knights had already become aware that their leader had been appointed as the commander of the Western Defense Zone in Guang'an Prefecture. With authority over 100,000 cultivators and soldiers, Luis now wielded immense power across the western territories.

The Hartmann family had been thriving in recent years, its influence growing steadily. However, it was still astonishing for many to see the family rise to become one of the most prominent in Guang'an Prefecture seemingly overnight.

Arthur and Xiao Wei, in particular, found it surreal.

Not long ago, they were still working in Anyu Town.

Yet in just a few months, Luis had elevated the Hartmann family to unprecedented heights.

"Wow!"

Arthur's eyes widened as he stared at the treasure chests brimming with spirit stones before him.

Even Xiao Wei, usually composed, appeared somewhat unsettled by the sight.

Arthur turned to Luis and asked, "Luis, how much is this?"

Luis smiled and gestured vaguely. "A lot."

Arthur felt light-headed, almost dizzy from the sheer scale of wealth before him.

This rate of earning wealth was almost too much for him to comprehend.

Luis couldn't feel much excitement now, as there were nearly 80 million spirit stones awaiting his management at the Western Defense Zone headquarters.

Even after deducting the 11 million spirit stones used to cultivate the third-level spirit veins, there were still over 60 million left.

In addition to this vast wealth, plans were underway to migrate a large number of people to Redwood Island.

"Commander, we will take our leave now!"

After moving the spirit stones, Lei Zhen stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

Luis waved his hand dismissively. "Thank you for your hard work, brothers. Here's a small token of my appreciation."

As he spoke, Luis tossed over a storage bag containing five thousand spirit stones.

"Thank you for the reward, Commander!" Lei Zhen accepted the storage bag with a delighted expression.

Luis nodded in acknowledgment as he watched the flying warship under his command prepare to leave.

Shaking his head slightly, Luis remarked, "Warships aren't ideal for transporting supplies. The real solution would be acquiring one of the Qianyuan Sword Sect's front-line transport ships."

"It would be great if we could buy one!" Xiao Wei said, gazing at the departing warship.

The large transport ships used to carry supplies to the Ten Thousand Star Sea and the Izumo front line were highly strategic spirit boats. The Qianyuan Sword Sect had spent considerable effort refining them.

These transport ships could not only carry cargo but also transport living beings. It was rumored that they contained a mini cave dimension inside, though few had ever seen it firsthand.

Seeing Xiao Wei's curious expression, Luis laughed to himself.

It seemed clear now—before long, the Hartmann family would need to further expand its flying sword factory.

But it wouldn't stop there.

Hartmann Island Industrial Zone

Inside a newly built factory building, Blogs and a group of blue goblins were proudly showcasing a strange-looking magic weapon.

Luis pointed at the cylindrical device in Blogs' hand, curiosity etched on his face. "Blogs, what is this for?"

"I call it the centrifugal wall breaker. You'll see what it does in a moment," Blogs replied with a mysterious smile.

Without further explanation, Blogs pulled out three types of spiritual herbs from his storage bag: Soul-Restoring Grass, Blood-Crying Flower, and Qi-Restoring Root.

These were all first-grade, low-quality spiritual medicines, worth roughly 30 spirit stones combined. Luis immediately recognized them as the main ingredients for refining the first-grade Qi-Restoring Pill.

Seeing Luis' curiosity, Blogs grinned. "Keep watching."

He placed the three herbs into three separate cylindrical wall-breaking machines and pressed a button.

The next second, a soft hum filled the air.

"Buzz!"

The centrifugal wall breakers spun at high speed, their movements mesmerizing.

In less than half a cup of tea's time, Luis' expression suddenly turned serious as realization struck him.

"You really did it!"

He looked at Blogs with a smile.

Arthur and Xiao Wei, unfamiliar with the process of making elixirs, appeared confused. Arthur scratched his head and asked, "What just happened?"

"This machine separates the impurities from the essence of the elixirs!" Luis explained, pointing at the device in front of him. Experience tales at empire

"And what's so great about that?" Arthur still looked puzzled.

Luis sighed, but before he could reply, Xiao Wei interjected with a disdainful smirk. "You're not an alchemist, so you wouldn't understand!"

"I—" Arthur began but stopped, turning his head away, clearly annoyed.

Blogs ignored their bickering and proceeded to press the buttons on all three centrifugal wall-breaking machines.

Soon, under the machine's high-speed operation, the three types of spiritual medicines were completely separated into their impurities and essences.

Blogs turned to the alchemist standing nearby and instructed, "I'm going to open the valves now. The essence of the spiritual medicines will flow out, and you need to combine them into a pill immediately. Got it?"

"Understood!"

The alchemist, a skilled first-grade intermediate professional, nodded confidently. Refining a basic first-grade Qi-Restoring Pill was a task well within his abilities.

With everything ready, Blogs activated the valves.

The essence of the three spiritual medicines began to flow out, guided by gravity.

The alchemist wasted no time. Employing his techniques, he caught the flowing essence and carefully combined it into a pill.

The process was quick and efficient. In less than half a cup of tea's time, the essence solidified into a small Qi-Restoring Pill, which floated gently in the air before the group.

"Is that it?"

Arthur, standing nearby, stared in surprise. "But...when you refine elixirs, don't you use an alchemy furnace to control the fire and keep the elixir from burning? Why didn't you need it this time?"

Xiao Wei rolled his eyes, looking as though he couldn't be bothered to explain.

Luis had no intention of explaining the intricacies of alchemy. Instead, he turned to the alchemist and asked, "How much do you think this machine can benefit alchemists?"

"This is nothing short of a revolutionary tool for alchemy!"

The alchemist's excitement was evident as he continued, "When I used the traditional alchemy furnace to refine Qi-Restoring Pills, the success rate was about 60%. Given that the cost of refining a batch of Qi-Restoring Pills is around 30 spirit stones, I could barely make a profit of 30 spirit stones per batch.

But now..."

He shook his head in amazement and sighed. "With this machine, I will never fail to refine Qi-Restoring Pills. The most significant advantage is the time saved. Refining impurities from spiritual medicines used to take hours.

Previously, it took me nearly three hours to complete a batch of Qi-Restoring Pills. But with this machine, I can produce ten pills in the time it takes for a single stick of incense to burn. That's less than half a cup of tea's time per pill."

The alchemist paused, letting the implications sink in. "In practical terms, that means one pill every five minutes. If I work just ten hours a day, I could produce 120 Qi-Restoring Pills. At 10 spirit stones per pill, that's an income of 1,200 spirit stones daily.

After deducting costs, the gross profit would still be about 840 spirit stones per day."

He gestured toward the machine with enthusiasm. "And that's just for refining basic first-grade, low-grade pills like the Qi-Restoring Pill! Compared to the Flying Sword Factory, where a craftsman might refine five flying swords a day and earn only 100 spirit stones in profit, the earnings from alchemy are on an entirely different level."

The alchemist's voice grew more animated as he delved into the possibilities. "And that's just the start. If we turn our attention to higher-grade pills, like the first-grade intermediate-quality Qi-Gathering Pill, the profits skyrocket. Each Qi-Gathering Pill costs about 50 spirit stones to refine.

Even if the process is slower—let's say 100 pills a day—the income would still reach 5,000 spirit stones daily. After accounting for costs, the gross profit would be an astounding 4,000 spirit stones per day!"

He looked at Luis with wide eyes. "And unlike magical instruments, which a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage might use for ten years, the demand for elixirs is constant.

Think about it—a cultivator might use a single magic weapon for a decade, but they need elixirs regularly. Even if they're cautious, they'd consume at least one a month, which means at least a dozen per year."