The Eternal Saint of Alchemy

The people in the hall went from being reserved at first to sitting up straight, some even taking out pens and paper and writing something down.

Midway through the match, an old man stood up, clasped his hands in a fist salute to Xiao Fan, and asked him a few technical questions. After Xiao Fan finished speaking, the old man stroked his beard and pondered for a long time before finally standing up and bowing deeply to Xiao Fan.

"I have been refining fire in the Three Flames Hall for fifty-three years, and only now have I truly understood the meaning of 'the transformation of Yang at its extreme' as mentioned in the ancestral teachings. Young Master Xiao is truly exceptionally talented, a sight to behold."

Xiao Fan quickly stood up, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Senior, you flatter me. I am merely standing on the shoulders of the Great Void Pill Saint, which gives me a broader perspective."

"You're too kind, senior."

That evening, the Three Flames Hall held a grand banquet, with everyone toasting and enjoying themselves immensely. Xiao Fan noticed that the young attendant at the banquet was holding a brand-new longsword, its blade a vibrant green, far superior to the previous one.

"Thank you for your guidance, Young Master Xiao. After using this sword technique, the spiritual energy in my body flows much more smoothly."

The next day, as he and his group set off from Flame Banner Mountain and flew westward, two disciples of the Three Flames Hall also flew eastward to the border under his guidance.

On the third day, Han Fei sat on the handlebars, humming a little tune: "After going on a trip with Brother Xiao, I feel so amazing."

Xiao Fan leaned against the carriage wall, a faint smile on his face, and took out a white handkerchief from his pocket, looking ahead. He had already traversed the entire route from the East to the Burning Bone Abyss once, and was extremely familiar with every level.

This time, however, her purpose was different from the last time—last time she came to retrieve something, this time she came to gather information.

He was eager to know what exactly this vast net laid out by the Grandmaster of the Void was.

Stepping into the rift valley of the Burning Bone Abyss once again, Xiao Fan felt that he was very different from before.

On his last visit, he was skeptical and knew nothing about the furnace at the bottom of the rift valley.

This time, he held a white silk cloth in his hand, on which were complete insights into the cultivation system, far more detailed than before.

Following the stone wall downwards, you soon reach the bottom, where a smooth, circular stone wall lies before you. The handprint he had left behind still remains on the wall, the dark red stone surface gleaming with a faint golden-red luster.

He placed one hand on the stone wall and once again activated the Creation Fire, causing the stone wall to open.

Inside the stone chamber, everything remained the same as before.

A dark golden flame swirled silently within the translucent furnace.

Xiao Fan walked around the stone chamber and soon found the first door marked on the white silk. It was a copper plate embedded in the stone wall, engraved with patterns similar to the underground copper plate in the capital, and there was a groove in the middle that matched the Thunderfire Token.

He took out the Thunderfire Token and inserted it into the groove. The surface of the bronze disc emitted a faint golden glow, which flowed slowly along the patterns on the disc and eventually converged on a small pointer at the center of the disc.

The spot where the needle pointed was about half a grid away from the "standard value" on the white silk.

Although a half-grid difference may seem small, over time it can affect the flow of spiritual energy within the body.

Xiao Fan enveloped the adjustment device below the pointer with the Flame of Creation, and then, following the instructions on the white silk, slowly moved the pointer a little to the right.

The pointer started moving. It slowly moved to the right, closer to the standard value.

The operating speed of the entire refining furnace underwent a dramatic change. The dark golden flame spun rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the spiritual energy in the entire stone chamber also flowed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xiao Fan put his hand back in its original position, checked it, and confirmed that the valve was working properly and the data on the white cloth was accurate. The parameters left behind by the Grandmaster of Pill Refinement were so precise that it was impossible to know where to begin.

He searched the walls of the stone chamber and finally found the second hatch.

After two adjustments, the entire refining furnace became much more stable, and the spiritual energy in the stone chamber was also much richer than before.

He sat cross-legged in front of the stove, taking the opportunity to circulate his spiritual energy slightly and carefully feel the subtle changes in his body.

The spiritual energy within his dantian flowed much more smoothly than before.

After a full cycle, he slowly finished his practice. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the dark golden flames in the furnace seemed to be brighter than before.

He stood up and strode to the door. As he reached the door, he turned back and saw the translucent furnace that resembled a lighthouse.

The lighthouse had been burning quietly for over a hundred years, and under his control, the flames not only did not go out, but grew stronger.

He stayed in the Burning Bone Abyss for five whole days before he finally finished calibrating all seven valves marked on the white silk.

With each passing day, he could clearly feel that the furnace was operating more and more smoothly, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth filling the stone chamber was becoming more and more refined and concentrated.

On the morning of the sixth day, he put away all his tools, stood in the center of the hall, and gazed at the dark golden flames before him. The runes on the stone wall shimmered under the abundant spiritual energy, like a finely crafted musical instrument.

He emerged from the valley at just the right time; the greyish-white stone mountains were warmed by the sun. Yun Ruoxi stood at the edge of the ravine, and seeing his breathing gradually become steady, she couldn't help but smile.

"Did it work?"

"It's done." Xiao Fan clapped his hands, turned around, and looked at the dark golden light deep in the rift valley. "It's all adjusted."

A spring breeze blew from afar, traveling westward along the gray-black rocky mountains, carrying the scent of damp earth after the snow melted. He leaped onto his horse, his feet sinking into the sunlight that bathed the grass.

Behind him, deep within the rift, a dark golden light was steadily flickering.

Just seven days after returning to the Pill Tower from the Burning Bone Abyss, news arrived from the east.

This is a letter sent by Zhou Yanzhi. The handwriting is messy, and it is obvious that it was written in a hurry. At the border between the east and the north, there is a desolate place that is covered with ice and snow all year round.

Some time ago, a huge crack appeared in the ice layer, and there was an extremely dense fire-attribute spiritual energy in the crack.

Cultivators from several nearby cities went to investigate together. Those who returned said that there was an entrance to an underground palace below the crack. The palace door was ajar, and hot air was blowing out from the crack, turning into a wisp of white smoke that shot straight into the sky in the icy and snowy landscape.

The last sentence: All forces are rushing over there. Meng Boyuan of the Three Flames Hall has arrived with his men, but the entrance's restrictions are rather strange; he can't enter alone. If you have time, come and sit down.

After reading the letter, Xiao Fan put it down and looked out the window. The early spring breeze still carried a slight chill, but the sunlight grew warmer day by day. Why would a fire-attribute dungeon appear?