Lin Han

Upon a vast expanse of grassland, the verdant blades swayed with the rhythm of the wind, and the stretch of the grass reached far beyond.

"Where am I?"

A young man who had been lying on the ground suddenly awakened in bewilderment.

This young man possessed soft, slightly disheveled black hair, and his youthful visage bore a touch of fragility, lending an oddly comforting aura. While his countenance wasn't strikingly handsome, it exuded a resolute and unique charm.

This young man was none other than Lin Han.

As he lifted his heavy eyelids, Lin Han gazed upwards and beheld the endless blue sky and cottony clouds, a truly captivating sight.

However, a furrowed brow indicated Lin Han's confusion about his whereabouts. Attempting to rise, he braced himself on his arms, but an excruciating pain suddenly coursed through his body.

"Ah..."

Lin Han involuntarily drew in a sharp breath, causing him to collapse to the ground once more.

Lying there, he clenched his teeth and endured the intense agony before laboriously pulling himself back to his feet.

After exerting significant effort to stand, Lin Han scrutinized the scenery around him, the landscape verdant and the air exceptionally invigorating.

"My goodness, the spiritual energy here is so rich!?"

Lin Han squinted his eyes while a persistent ache coursed through his body. In the span of a single breath, he detected the disparity in the atmosphere of this place.

The air carried a faint, refreshing fragrance, distinct from anything he had experienced before.

Most importantly, Lin Han unexpectedly sensed waves of spiritual energy continuously emanating. This left Lin Han somewhat dumbfounded.

On Earth, Lin Han was the top disciple of the Danwu Sect, possessing exceptional alchemical skills.

However, the spiritual energy on Earth was exceedingly scarce, and the cultivation environment there couldn't compare at all to this place; the disparity was incredibly significant.

Lin Han could feel waves of spiritual energy surging toward his body.

These surges resembled ocean waves, and the abundance of spiritual energy granted Lin Han a measure of comfort, both physically and mentally.

"Where on earth am I? Or could it be...this place is not Earth at all!"

Lin Han couldn't help but exclaim.

Such an overwhelmingly potent spiritual energy was unattainable on Earth.

Since this wasn't Earth, Lin Han began to consider a remarkable possibility.

Transmigration!

Thoughts of puzzlement swirled within Lin Han's mind as he contemplated the inexplicable circumstances that had brought him here.

The moment the alchemical furnace exploded, it laid waste to his dwelling, appearing like a natural disaster in its terror.

Initially, Lin Han had believed that he was fated to perish.

Yet, to his astonishment, he hadn't perished but found himself in a place brimming with such abundant spiritual energy.

Here, in comparison to Earth, was a sacred land for cultivation beyond compare.

Nonetheless, a sudden realization dawned on Lin Han, causing his eyes to widen as he delved into introspection.

Within his dantian, a profoundly dark vortex lurked, an eerie enigma that continued to revolve at its own will.

"Indeed, it still resides within me."

Upon observing this black whirlpool in his dantian, Lin Han's eyes did not betray any trace of astonishment; instead, he offered a wry smile.

This inky vortex had been a part of him since he was born, a full sixteen years ago.

Crucially, each time Lin Han engaged in cultivation, the spiritual energy he produced was ruthlessly devoured in its entirety by this ominous black whirlpool.

Without exception, it showed no mercy, leaving nothing behind.

Becoming a martial practitioner primarily depended on spiritual energy, and Lin Han had condensed his spiritual energy. However, he couldn't utilize it at all.

This was because the spiritual energy he had gathered was entirely devoured by the black vortex within his body.

It could be said that this black vortex had kept Lin Han from cultivating for a full sixteen years.

On Earth, people could cultivate and had various sects like the Danwu Sect, where Lin Han belonged. However, Earth's spiritual energy and resources for cultivation were exceedingly scarce, rendering martial cultivation an extremely challenging pursuit.

Though Lin Han didn't achieve much in martial cultivation, he possessed unparalleled talent in alchemy.

In the Danwu Sect and even among all martial factions on Earth, Lin Han's name resounded like thunder—a prodigious alchemist.

Therefore, even though Lin Han couldn't cultivate martial arts, he had conquered all with his alchemical prowess and had become the Danwu Sect's chief disciple.

He held a deep fondness for alchemy. Nevertheless, he harbored an even greater yearning for martial cultivation.

Yet fate was cruel. Despite his prodigious talent in alchemy, Lin Han couldn't practice martial arts.

Hoping for a slim chance, Lin Han decided to activate the "Danwu Heart Technique."

The "Danwu Heart Technique" was the foundational cultivation method for all Danwu Sect disciples, which primarily focused on condensing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

As Lin Han initiated the "Danwu Heart Technique," he immediately sensed that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth flowed toward him like an unstoppable sea, surging, and flooding into his body through his meridians.

"Ah..."

While such an abundance of spiritual energy surging towards him, akin to the relentless waves of the sea, should have been a cause for great joy, Lin Han couldn't help but sigh deeply.

This was because, just like on Earth, all the spiritual power was still ruthlessly seized by the black vortex within his dantian, like a relentless bandit.

In other words, despite having such an excellent environment for cultivation, it was utterly futile for Lin Han.

"You are nothing but a bandit!"

Lin Han gazed at the black vortex indignantly but refrained from saying more, sighing heavily instead.

After all, this had been the case for the past sixteen years, and Lin Han had grown accustomed to it, albeit lamenting the waste of such a conducive cultivation environment.

"I should see if there's anyone around..."

Lin Han sighed deeply in frustration, then extended his divine sense to check for any presence in the vicinity.

He was entirely unfamiliar with this world. However, if elixirs also existed in this world, Lin Han believed he could carve out a path with his alchemical prowess.

It wasn't arrogance, but rather self-confidence.

Yet, he didn't immediately spot another person. Instead, he found numerous small plants.

Most importantly, Lin Han observed an abundance of green fruits on these plants.

These green fruits were enveloped by astonishing spiritual energy.

"What kind of spiritual fruits are these? Why have I never seen them before?"

Lin Han was filled with curiosity but soon found himself overwhelmed with delight.

Being an alchemist, he possessed an extensive knowledge of spiritual ingredients and elixirs.

However, Lin Han had never encountered these spiritual fruits. They seemed almost divine, akin to the fruits of immortals.

What kind of world was this, and why were there such extraordinary spiritual fruits?

Lin Han shook his head, not dwelling on his thoughts, and quickly moved closer.

Despite the excruciating soreness throughout his body, Lin Han persevered, gritting his teeth.

As he drew nearer, Lin Han observed the appearance of these small plants and the green fruits adorning them.

These plants resembled tomato trees found on Earth, short and seemingly delicate.

Upon these plants, several green fruits hung.

These green fruits resembled unripe dates in size, albeit somewhat larger.

Lin Han couldn't wait and swiftly plucked one.

It felt smooth in his hand, and when Lin Brother held it close to his nose, he instantly detected a refreshing aroma that made him eager to devour it.

"What an amazing fruit!"

Lin Han scrutinized it carefully, his eyes shimmering with excitement.

However, within Lin Han's memory, there wasn't a single fruit that resembled this one. The existence of such a fruit on Earth, or its ability to survive there, seemed implausible.

It was likely that only places brimming with such intense spiritual energy could yield such spiritual fruits.

At this moment, Lin Han's gaze was filled with excitement.

These fruits, though nameless to him, contained spiritual power unlike anything he had ever seen.

"I don't care. Since I have such excellent spiritual fruit with abundant spiritual power, I'll refine them into elixirs."

Lin Han, observing the spiritual fruit, immediately decided to turn it into an elixir.

On Earth, he had never had the opportunity like this.

This kind of fruit, presented before an alchemy enthusiast, was indeed tantalizing.

Lin Han was a man of action. He activated the "Danwu Heart Technique" within his body. He extended his palm and summoned a white flame.

The ethereal flame danced, resembling a phantom, an oddly enchanting sight.

This was the alchemical fire Lin Han typically used, formed by condensing spiritual energy through the "Danwu Heart Technique."

Then, Lin Han's gaze fixed firmly on his hand, no longer wandering, but rather closely watching the flame.

Alchemy, though Lin Han excelled in it, usually required a specialized alchemical furnace. But now, he didn't even have a simple pot.

This experiment would be a challenge for Lin Han, who had never attempted alchemy without an alchemical furnace.

Truth be told, Lin Han was trying his hand at refining elixirs from these spiritual fruits for the very first time. He held some expectations in his heart.

"With such divine fruits, the elixirs I create will undoubtedly reach the pinnacle..."

Lin Han's eyes blazed with fervor.