After everyone was reborn, I was strictly disciplined.

Upon hearing this, Liu Qingwan asked, "Is he...is he still alive? That cliff is so dangerous, how could a mere mortal like him possibly survive?"

Xie Ciwen nodded slightly, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes: "He is still alive, and not only alive, he has also gained boundless fortune."

He Chenyu is the chosen one, born with great fortune. This was originally supposed to be He Chenyu's golden finger, an opportunity bestowed upon him by the heavens.

But now, this opportunity has unexpectedly fallen on Xie Xingran. Heaven is fair and will naturally grant He Chenyu another chance to make amends. The lightning power beneath this cliff is He Chenyu's destiny.

"How wonderful... what a stroke of luck..."

Xie Xingran suddenly peeked out from Xie Ciwen's arms, her little head tilted slightly, her bright eyes fixed on the surging purplish-black lightning below the cliff, her eyes filled with undisguised envy, her lips slightly pursed, and her little face carrying a hint of resentment.

He could clearly sense the immense power contained within the lightning; this stroke of luck must be incredibly precious and alluring.

The little guy couldn't help but reach out his tiny hand and wave it towards the cliff: "Such amazing fortune, I wish it were mine..."

He also wanted that kind of power, wanted to become powerful, so that he wouldn't always be lectured by Xie Ciwen.

Looking at the raging lightning, his eyes burned even brighter, and his envy and resentment almost overflowed from them.

So he looked up at his second brother, Xie Ciwen.

His eyes were full of longing: I want it too.

Xie Ciwen took in all his little actions, shook her head helplessly, and gently flicked his little head with her fingertips, her eyes full of doting affection:

"Don't overthink it. This is Chen Yu's destiny, something that can't be forced. Besides, the area below this cliff is extremely dangerous; even with such a destiny, one must be alive to bear it."

Xie Xingran shrank back from the flick, pouting in grievance, but she knew Xie Ciwen was right. She could only reluctantly look away and bury herself back in his arms, though her small hands, tightly gripping his clothes, still showed a hint of resentment.

Liu Qingwan stood to the side, a huge weight lifted from her heart, a relieved smile appearing on her face. But then she frowned again, looking at the churning fog and lightning below the cliff, her voice filled with worry:

"Now that he has gained such a fortune, what should we do now? We can't just leave him stuck at the bottom of the cliff forever, can we? But this lightning is too violent; we can't get close at all."

Xie Ciwen looked up at the cliff below, a thoughtful look flashing in his deep eyes. He said in a calm tone, "There's no need to rush. He is undergoing a baptism of destiny, and it's not advisable to disturb him at this time."

"He will come up naturally after he has completed his baptism. Why don't we go back to the holy site first and tell Madam He the news?"

"That's all we can do," Liu Qingwan said.

After finishing their report, the three returned to the Fire Marrow Pill Holy Land and told He Anyao about He Chenyu's situation. Although He Anyao still had some doubts, she could only accept it for the sake of her daughter and grandson.

However, this baptism lasted for three years.

In the past three years, the most remarkable thing in the Fire Marrow Pill Holy Land has been Xie Xingran's rapid growth.

Thanks to the blessing of her innate spiritual body, and with Liu Xuan personally imparting the sacred ground's cultivation techniques, Xie Xingran's cultivation path was smooth sailing and without any obstacles.

He can master the techniques that others might spend months or even years to grasp, with just a glance; he doesn't need to meditate or absorb spiritual energy, the pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth will automatically gather around him, flowing through his spiritual veins to nourish his body and spiritual roots.

In just three years, he successfully broke through the shackles and entered the late stage of Foundation Establishment. Such a speed of cultivation was an unprecedented miracle in the entire Cangxuan Continent.

Besides cultivating his inner power, under the dual supervision and guidance of Liu Xuan and Xie Ciwen, Xie Xingran also simultaneously studied alchemy and Huangqi medicine, achieving considerable success in both.

Especially in the art of alchemy, he possessed a natural physique and an innate keen perception of the medicinal properties and proportions of herbs.

When others refine pills, they must carefully control the amount of medicinal materials and precisely control the heat, daring not to be negligent in the slightest. But he completely disregards these tedious rules and refines pills entirely based on his own will and feeling.

Each time he refined pills, he would put medicinal herbs into the furnace at will, sometimes grabbing a handful of century-old spiritual herbs, sometimes throwing in a few rare inner cores, and the heat would be adjusted at different times, entirely according to his mood.

At first, Liu Xuan was so angry at his foolishness that he blew his beard and glared at him, fearing that he would ruin the precious medicinal materials. But every time he opened the lid, he was speechless with surprise at the rich fragrance of the medicine emanating from the furnace.

Despite his seemingly haphazard approach, Xie Xingran was able to successfully refine pills every time, and the quality of the pills was excellent. Even with his Foundation Establishment cultivation, he had refined quite a few high-grade pills, and occasionally he could even refine the prototype of a top-grade pill containing a faint spiritual essence.

Once, Xie Xingran had a sudden inspiration and put an ice lotus and a clump of fire spirit grass into the alchemy furnace. He also casually added a few spirit fruits to calm the mind and adjusted the heat to the extreme.

Liu Xuan watched in horror, but the pill he finally refined possessed both icy cold and fiery heat, capable of clearing heat and detoxifying, as well as warming the spiritual veins. Although its appearance was peculiar, its effects were extremely rare.

Such talent made Liu Xuan exclaim repeatedly, "The Holy Land of Fire Marrow Pills has a worthy successor!" He valued him even more and wished he could impart all the knowledge he had acquired in his life to him.

In addition, under Xie Ciwen's careful guidance, Xie Xingran also developed many new prescriptions with his own ingenuity. These prescriptions either had unique effects or were much easier to make. They were all solemnly included in the Holy Land's alchemy manual by Liu Xuan for future generations of disciples to study.

For the past three years, Xie Xingran has lived a fulfilling and comfortable life, cherished and protected by everyone.

Liu Xuan and his wife treated him like a precious treasure, pampering and coaxing him in every way, afraid that he would suffer the slightest grievance;

Xie Ciwen was always gentle and doting. No matter what little trouble he caused, he would clean up the mess for him and patiently teach him cultivation and alchemy.

Liu Qingwan also doted on him, often taking him to the mountains to pick spiritual herbs, playing with him, and praising and rewarding him frequently.

He finally truly experienced what it meant to be a "genius".

No need for arduous cultivation day and night, spiritual energy will come naturally; no need for deep thinking, the mental techniques are easy to understand at a glance; no need to follow the rules, alchemy can be innovative and innovative.

This innate advantage made him increasingly confident and proud.

However, he always struggled when it came to studying medicine. Whether it was identifying herbs, studying medical books, or learning acupuncture and massage, he was far less adept at it than when it came to alchemy and cultivation.

However, Xie Xingran didn't care too much. If he couldn't learn it, he couldn't learn it. He was the young master of the Fire Marrow Pill Holy Land and was going to be the most powerful alchemist in the future. Did he need to make a living by treating people?

During these three years, Xie Xingran's grandparents, Xie Tianhong and his wife, also brought Xie Jinghan to the Holy Land of Fire Marrow Pills several times.

They were well aware of the estrangement between Xie Jinghan and Xie Ciwen, father and son, and felt sorry for Xie Xingran, who had never enjoyed complete fatherly love since childhood.

Each time he came, he wanted to ease the tension between the father and son and get Xie Xingran to accept Xie Jinghan as his father again.

Every time they come, Xie Tianhong and his wife bring many precious gifts, each one carefully selected, just to make Xie Xingran smile.

Although Xie Xingran remained indifferent to Xie Jinghan, she never refused her grandparents' kindness and would occasionally talk and chat with them. This made Xie Tianhong and his wife feel very gratified.

Xie Jinghan, however, could never overcome the shadow in his heart. Each time, he could only watch Xie Xingran from afar, his eyes filled with self-blame and helplessness.

Xie Xingran had long since disowned his "cheap father." Every time Xie Jinghan tried to get close, he would deliberately avoid him, either turning around to find Liu Xuan to refine pills or pestering Xie Ciwen to act coquettishly. The conflict in his expression was obvious.

Over time, the relationship between the two remained deadlocked, and even with Xie Tianhong and his wife mediating between them, there was no sign of any easing of tension.

Left with no other choice, Xie Tianhong and his wife could only leave Xie Jinghan in Qianji Pavilion to handle affairs during each visit, while they stayed with Xie Xingran to try their best to avoid an awkward situation.

Life was going smoothly and comfortably, but the only thing that made Xie Xingran a little unhappy was that he had not found another chosen one in the past three years.

He Chenyu remained at the bottom of the cliff, enduring the trials of fate, without a trace; no matter how He Chenxuan deliberately humiliated or provoked him, He Chenxuan always maintained a smiling demeanor, never getting angry or arguing back, letting He Chenxuan manipulate him at will.

Despite this, the villain value didn't increase at all, and Xie Xingran found it extremely boring after playing a few times.

After a while, Xie Xingran became restless and began to plan that after some time, he would secretly slip out of the Fire Marrow Pill Holy Land to venture out into the world and search for the next Chosen One.

Just then, the disciple-acceptance ceremony of Cangfeng Valley began.