The Eternal Saint of Alchemy

"Tribulation Realm!" Xiao Fan exclaimed in surprise.

That is an existence beyond the Yang Realm; there are not many Tribulation Realm experts in the Great Qing Kingdom.

"Then what?"

"Cultivation," Jiang Yuanji said. "I can give you the resources of the Pill Tower. Then, I'll lend you a hand."

Xiao Fan took a deep breath and said, "Thank you, Tower Master."

Jiang Yuanji waved his hand and picked up the wine pot again.

"Remember, don't worry about anything for the next three months. Leave the Zhao family's affairs to Gu Yuan."

Xiao Fan got up, ready to leave, but Jiang Yuanji called him back.

He laughed heartily: "Kid."

"Um?"

"Your father was a powerful and ruthless man. Don't let him down."

Xiao Fan stopped in his tracks without turning around: "No, it won't happen."

In the days that followed, Xiao Fan stayed in the cultivation room that the Pill Tower had specially arranged for him.

The concentration of spiritual energy here is more than ten times that of the outside world. In addition, there is a complete set of high-grade alchemy furnaces, ranging from grade three to grade five.

Jiang Yuanji also gave him special permission to use a large number of spiritual herbs at will, all of which were drawn from the Pill Tower's inventory.

Xiao Fan refined pills and cultivated day and night. In his sea of ​​consciousness, the Qiankun Creation Cauldron slowly rotated, and wisps of golden mist overflowed from the cauldron, nourishing his meridians and dantian, making his body stronger.

Every three days, Gu Yuan would come to report on the status of the Pill Tower.

The Zhao family, perhaps sensing something, has been very active lately, constantly inquiring about the Pill Tower in the capital.

Han Fei had someone tell him that Han Ziying's injuries had improved considerably, and that the Han family had begun to retaliate against the Zhao family's business.

Just then, Yun Ruoxi's letter arrived; it was a thin sheet of paper with only one line of delicate handwriting.

"Everything is fine in Donglin City. Your grandfather is still going strong and goes to the training ground every day to watch the guards train. The business at Fanchen Pill Shop is getting better and better. That fatso Fan Jian is practically floating when he walks. Just focus on your cultivation."

At the end of the letter was a white cloud. "Waiting for you."

Xiao Fan looked at the letter in his hand and couldn't help but smile.

I carefully folded the letter and tucked it under my pillow.

The daily practice was tedious yet fulfilling.

A month later, his cultivation level broke through to the second rank of the Yang Realm.

Two more months passed, and his cultivation finally broke through to the third rank.

In the third and a half month, he finally broke through to the peak of the fourth rank of the Yang Realm, only one step away from the Tower Master's requirement.

That night, he refined a batch of fourth-grade pills.

The patterns on the cauldron lit up, and a surge of unprecedented information flooded into his mind.

This is the supreme alchemical scripture—the Heaven and Earth Refining Spirit Technique!

Xiao Fan was completely dumbfounded.

Only then did he realize that this alchemical text was incomplete.

In his previous life, he only had the first six levels of the cultivation technique. The last three levels were hidden in the Qiankun Creation Cauldron. To break the seal, one must have sufficient cultivation.

Seventh floor!

"Refining the Spirit..."

Without hesitation, he began to circulate the mental technique, and a cool aura surged from his sea of ​​consciousness, enveloping his soul and slowly refining it.

His previously somewhat mixed spiritual power became purer and more condensed, and his perception abilities were also greatly enhanced.

He could even "see" the sound of flowing water behind the walls of the secret chamber and the rustling of leaves a hundred miles away.

He can "hear" it.

Don't underestimate him just because he's only at the fourth level of the Yang Realm; in terms of spiritual strength, he's almost at the peak of the Yang Realm!

Xiao Fan opened his eyes, clenched his fists, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Now that the three-month period has passed, although he is still far from reaching the fifth rank of Yang Realm as the Tower Master mentioned, his soul has been greatly improved.

This time, it might be worth a try to explore the Zhao family's underground alchemy room.

Three days later, late at night.

The Zhao family mansion in the southern part of the city.

The Zhao family's mansion occupied a vast area, surrounded by high walls and heavily guarded, with a squad of guards patrolling every few dozen steps.

Xiao Fan, dressed in a black outfit, pressed himself against the wall, appearing as a transparent shadow.

The Qiankun Refining God Technique gave him a keen sense of perception that was difficult for ordinary people to match, and he would inspect the patrol routes of each team every once in a while.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he quietly climbed over the corner of the wall.

According to the map her father gave her, there was a rockery and the entrance to an underground alchemy chamber in the backyard of the Zhao family mansion.

The back garden is very large, complete with artificial hills, ponds, and pavilions.

Xiao Fan carefully bypassed several sentry posts and headed towards the location marked on the map, where there was a three-story artificial mountain.

He groped around under the artificial hill for a while and found a loose stone, which he then placed inside.

boom!

A crack appeared in the middle of the artificial hill, revealing the steps below.

Xiao Fan slipped inside, and the gap behind him closed silently.

The staircase was long and widened. After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the view suddenly opened up before us.

This secret chamber was even larger than Xiao Fan had imagined, standing several tens of feet tall, and surrounded by several luminous pearls that illuminated the entire chamber as if it were daytime.

In the very center of the secret chamber, there were dozens of huge alchemy furnaces.

Beside the alchemy furnace, there were all sorts of strange and unusual herbs and bottles and jars.

What shocked Xiao Fan even more was the row of iron cages at the end of the secret room.

The iron cage was filled with all sorts of demonic beasts; some were snoring, some were howling, and some had lifeless eyes. Clearly, a part of their souls had been extracted from them.

The Soul-Eating Beast was "created" here.

Xiao Fan stepped forward and saw a book placed next to the cell.

He picked it up and took a look, and his face immediately turned ugly.

This book records the method of modifying demonic beasts—first, using special techniques, the soul of the demonic beast is extracted, and then the eggs of the Soul-Devouring Gu are implanted inside, allowing the Soul-Devouring Gu to fuse together, forming a Soul-Devouring Beast that only obeys the creator's commands and has no self-awareness.

Soul-devouring beasts are used to plunder the souls of other cultivators, which they then devour to enhance their own cultivation!

This is evil magic!

"Who sent you?"

Just then, a cold shout came from behind.

Xiao Fan turned his head and saw a middle-aged man dressed in a black robe, with a gaunt face and sinister eyes, holding a black short sword.

"A guest of the Zhao family?" Xiao Fan asked, his gaze falling on the newcomer.

His cultivation level has reached the seventh rank of Yang Realm.

He was three steps taller than him.

"A thief who doesn't know his own limitations."

He swayed, and the short sword in his hand transformed into a black light, aiming straight for Xiao Fan's throat. The sword thrust out was as fast as lightning.

Xiao Fan was prepared. He dodged to the side, and at the same time, the Qiankun Creation Cauldron in his sea of ​​consciousness flew out, transforming into a golden light shield to protect himself.

"clang!"

A clang of metal rang out, sparks flying everywhere.

The masked man in black was taken aback: "What is this?"