The Eternal Saint of Alchemy

Three days later, the Danta Alliance sent a second memorial.

This time, two more deacons entered, their attitude much more polite than the previous three. However, their intention was clear: to have Xiao Fan go to Yun Cang Mountain and report the Nine Towers to the Elders' Council.

This wasn't a forced escort; it was a proper invitation, with all the proper etiquette, even the car seats were covered with three layers of plush carpet.

Gu Yuan paced back and forth in the courtyard, furious. "Last time you were so arrogant, but this time you've put on a show with a whole carriage! It's obvious they were indecisive after the Creation Fire ignited last time, so they want to drag you over for a thorough investigation!"

Xiao Fan was somewhat better off. He closed the scroll, took a long robe from Han Fei, and draped it over his shoulders: "Alright, I have something to ask the Grand Alliance Leader."

The Nine Towers Formation has been passed down for hundreds of years, and there must be records of it by the Grand Void Pill Saint. If we can find some useful information in the Grand Alliance's library, then this trip will not have been in vain.

"I'll go with you."

Master Gu Yuan, Han Fei, and others wanted to go, but Xiao Fan stopped them. Going to the main alliance wasn't about fighting; having too many people would make them seem guilty.

In the end, only Yun Ruoxi was taken along. Yun Ruoyan and Yun Ruoxi sat in a carriage covered with a velvet carpet, exited the south gate of Danta, and headed north along the official road.

Yuncang Mountain, less than a hundred miles from Danta, is only half a day's journey away.

The mountain is not very tall, but it is a dense forest with ancient pine trees that are over a hundred years old.

The main hall of the Alliance was built against the mountain, with white walls and gray tiles, layered upon each other, stretching from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside. Led by a servant, the three of them passed through three corridors and arrived at a spacious and bright conference room.

There were seven seats in the hall, with five elders sitting upright and two seats empty.

The five elders were all in their sixties or seventies, with graying temples but ruddy complexions and a calm demeanor. When their gazes fell upon him, the invisible pressure they exerted even surpassed that of Wei Huoshou.

In the very center sat an elderly man with a thin face, wearing a golden badge on his chest, the badge having the most intricate patterns.

He gestured for Xiao Fan to sit down, his tone gentle yet authoritative: "My surname is Shen, and I am the current Grand Elder of the Alliance. I didn't call you here to interrogate you; there are some things I want to confirm personally."

Xiao Fan sat down, and Yun Ruoxi sat beside him, looking detached from worldly affairs.

Elder Shen didn't mince words and asked directly, "First of all, is the Creation Cauldron in your possession a legacy of the Grandmaster of Alchemy, or did you obtain it from somewhere else?"

"On Mount Qingyun, I touched the Nine Towers Seal for the first time and it was activated. Since then, the Creation Cauldron has remained in my sea of ​​consciousness."

Elder Shen and the others exchanged glances, then asked, "Secondly, is it true that you returned the primordial heart fire from the Heart-Suppressing Tower to the Fire-Seekers of the South Sea?"

"Absolutely," he said.

"Are you aware that if the Heart Flame is returned, the spiritual energy transmission of the Nine Towers Formation will be affected?"

"I know," he replied. Xiao Fan took out a jade bottle containing half a white flame and gently placed it on the table. "However, I have already taken half of the Immaculate Flame to replace the Heart Flame."

The purity of the Immaculate Fire Essence is comparable to that of the Heart Fire, and its properties are gentle, making it more stable for guiding the power of the Nine Towers Array. I have already finished studying the grafting method; I'm just waiting for the right time to begin.

The council chamber was completely silent.

The elders looked at the jade bottle that sealed the Immaculate Flame. Although the jade bottle was sealed tightly, the spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from the white flame were faintly visible, and the cool moonlight silently permeated the hall.

Elder Shen remained silent for a long time before finally chuckling softly. His smile was slightly relaxed: "Truly worthy of being the successor of the Grandmaster of Pill Refining Void."

He waved his hand, signaling the attendant to bring out a thick ancient book and hand it to Xiao Fan: "The original diagram of the Nine Towers Formation is the only one available. It was written by the Grandmaster of the Void and has been sealed away for nearly a hundred years."

The reason I'm entrusting this to you is because the Alliance has already investigated and found that, for over twenty years since the North Sea Ice Tower fell into disrepair, the Alliance has never intervened in matters related to the Nine Towers. This is a dereliction of duty on the part of the Alliance Leader, and I admit it.

Xiao Fan took the blueprints. The thick stack of papers was yellowed and the edges were slightly curled, but the handwriting was vigorous and powerful, and it was indeed the work of the Grandmaster of Alchemy.

He only read the first few pages, but he already knew the importance of the book. It contained important information about the flow of spiritual energy between the nine towers and their connection to the earth's veins, information he had never heard of before.

"Elder Shen, thank you so much."

Elder Shen waved his hand, changing the subject: "However, the Alliance will not interfere in the matter of the Nine Towers. I entrust everything to you; you will decide everything."

Three years later, when the South China Sea Fire Watchers fulfill their promise, if there are any problems with the seal, these polite old fellows won't be coming to you today; instead, the Alliance's enforcement team will be there.

Xiao Fan carefully put away the scroll, stood up, and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, saying, "I understand. I will definitely complete the mission within three years."

As he descended Mount Yuncang carrying the sketch and half a ball of Immaculate Flame, the setting sun bathed the entire mountain range in a warm golden glow. Yun Ruoxi walked beside him, neither of them speaking, but both were lost in thought about the painting.

When he returned to the Pill Tower, Master Gu Yuan and Han Fei were both anxiously waiting for him. Seeing that he had returned safely, they were immediately relieved; one went to boil water, and the other went to cook.

During the meal, Xiao Fan briefly recounted the events at Yuncang Mountain, then took out half a blueprint and handed it to everyone.

Master Gu Yuan glanced at it and exclaimed in astonishment, "Amazing! No wonder you are the Grandmaster of Alchemy! All the jade slips you've obtained before combined are no match for this painting!"

Xiao Fan nodded, his finger lingering on the sketch for a moment.

The Grandmaster of Alchemy wrote: "The Nine Towers are the central hub of spiritual energy. The Nine Towers' energy channels converge in the heart of the Central Plains, resembling a spring, stagnant and still. If there are any changes in the transmission, it can be readjusted here, achieving twice the result with half the effort."

The spring is located underground, directly beneath the Dan Tower.

Xiao Fan slowly put down the scroll in his hand, his gaze falling on the blue bricks beneath his feet. It turned out that the core of this formation was right there on the ground he walked on every day, so close yet so far, that he had never noticed it before.

The next morning, Xiao Fan took the blueprints to find Jiang Yuanji.

After reading the entire contents, Jiang Yuanji stood up and paced back and forth in the study three times. Finally, he stopped in front of a large blue vat in the corner, bent down, moved it aside, and revealed an ordinary blue stone brick underneath.

He tapped the floor tile with his toe, and with a dull thud, there was indeed a hole underneath.