RNP 711.9 grade Danlei
711.9 grade Danlei
Huo Zhen dared not rashly try to regain control of the pill. On one hand, his consumption was too great, and his soul power was extremely weak due to the backlash from vomiting blood earlier, making him absolutely unable to maintain the stability that Xiao Yan had. On the other hand, replacing him would add another layer of risk to this pill refining process. Now, he could only watch Xiao Yan complete the final work.
"Kid, keep up the good work. This is a miraculous experience that other alchemists might not encounter even once in their entire lives. If you succeed, your path to advancing to the ninth rank will be much more promising." Huo Zhen looked at Xiao Yan's thin back and said in a low voice that only he could hear.
If Xiao Yan succeeds, the Yan Clan will owe him an immense favor. For Xiao Yan himself, the opportunity to personally refine a ninth-grade pill while still at the eighth grade is far more valuable than reading countless books or receiving numerous instruction. And all of this hinges on one thing: he must succeed!
Then Huo Zhen also came to Yan Chao and the other two, and sat cross-legged on the ground to begin cultivating.
"Xiao Yan, it's all up to you..." Huo Zhiyu clenched her fists, looking at the thin figure. Her gaze was completely focused on Xiao Yan, as if she wanted to transfer her strength to him through her eyes.
For some reason, despite the incredibly high difficulty of refining a ninth-grade pill, she felt in her heart that Xiao Yan could succeed. In her mind, Xiao Yan seemed to be adept at doing things that others didn't believe in and that everyone thought were extremely difficult.
Xiao Yan's mind raced through every detail of refining the pills; he dared not be careless in the slightest. Although he was a novice now that he had taken over, he was perfectly clear about what he needed to do.
He completely abandoned his usual methods of pursuing speed and efficiency. At this moment, what he pursued was absolute stability, absolute precision, and absolute "no mistakes." This cautious and careful feeling gave Xiao Yan a sense of déjà vu.
It seems that this was how I first tried to concoct medicine on my own in Wutan City. Back then, alchemy was still a high-ranking profession for me, and I was completely focused, not daring to relax for even a moment, in order to succeed. Even though at that time, it was for the lowest-level healing item.
Now, this ninth-grade pill represents the pinnacle of alchemy. In just about ten years, he has made a super leap from the first grade to the ninth grade.
Although he had only taken over the task, Xiao Yan now undoubtedly possessed the initial strength to reach the pinnacle of alchemy. Alchemy was no easy task, and several days passed in the blink of an eye in order to complete the final step of condensing the pill.
One hour... two hours... a whole day and night passed!
During these past few days, Xiao Yan's figure remained as still as a frozen statue. Apart from his single arm controlling the flames subtly adjusting its hand seals at an imperceptible frequency, he was almost completely motionless. Throughout this entire ordeal, Xiao Yan remained unchanged, maintaining an astonishing stability through extraordinary willpower.
Meanwhile, the Dou Qi within the small space swirled, constantly being absorbed by the medicine cauldron. The medicinal power of the herbs was still insufficient; it needed to be replenished with more abundant Dou Qi. Xiao Yan's mental power was now responsible for observing all the injected power, ensuring that the process would not add impurities to the pill or cause instability due to energy conflicts.
The nascent elixir within the cauldron, nurtured in this extremely stable environment, gradually suppressed all its overflowing violent energy. The blurry ball of light became increasingly solid, and the energy flow on its surface became more harmonious and fluid.
As the first rays of dawn on the fourth day pierced the slightly gloomy sky of this small space, about to fall upon the bamboo house courtyard, an astonishing fluctuation arose without warning from within the Guiyuan Cauldron.
Although this is a small world opened up by a Dou Sheng powerhouse, terrifying lightning composed of pure Dou Qi is constantly brewing high in the sky.
Unlike the turbulent events outside, the energy within the medicine cauldron continued to recede, with massive amounts of天地能量 (heaven and earth energy) being continuously absorbed into the cauldron under Xiao Yan's control.
"Is this the terrifying aspect of a ninth-grade medicine?" During these days of refining medicine, Xiao Yan had gained a clear understanding of the immense medicinal power within the cauldron.
The medicinal power contained in this pill is now far greater than the amount of battle qi that his physical body can absorb! If someone with his Dou Zun strength were to try to consume this ninth-grade pill, he would probably be burst apart by such violent power before he could advance and break through to the next level.
"That's about it..." Of the three onlookers, Huo Zhen was the most familiar with pills, and looking at the current state, he made his own judgment.
Sure enough, in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, an astonishing medicinal fragrance burst forth from the top of the cauldron. Immediately afterward, an incredibly rich and indescribable fragrance surged forth from the gaps between the cauldron's joints!
The fragrance of the elixir gradually spread within the small space as the wind blew.
The vast majority of the Yan Clan disciples had already sensed this power, and then they stared intently at Huo Zhen's small courtyard with eyes full of reverence.
"It's Elder Huo Zhen! He really succeeded!"
"This level of medicinal fragrance must indicate a ninth-grade elixir!"
"Even within the Yan Clan, those at the ninth rank are extremely rare!"
This is a ninth-grade elixir, the pinnacle of elixirs! It hasn't even fully manifested yet, but it's already capable of triggering this extraordinary phenomenon.
As the elixir appeared, thunderclouds rapidly materialized in the sky, one color overlapping another, appearing one after another, almost dazzling to the eye. Layer upon layer of thunderclouds spread out, instantly transforming the entire sky of the small space into a mesmerizing sea of nine-colored light. Brilliant and dazzling, yet carrying a terrifying aura of destruction!
And this is not the end!
When all nine colors finally appeared, the sky turned completely gloomy. A deeper, more oppressive, and more suffocating black silently began to grow in the very core of the nine-colored thunderclouds!
This blackness was not emptiness, but rather the manifestation of pure energy condensed to its extreme. It seemed capable of devouring all light, suppressing even the original nine-colored radiance. Within it, dark clouds slowly writhed, each writh accompanied by a crackling sound and a dazzling arc of black lightning as thick as a dragon! Each flash of that arc unleashed a destructive energy fluctuation, pressing down on the hearts of all sentient beings who sensed it!
"Black Demon Thunder, the elixir has truly been made!" Huo Zhen, who had witnessed everything, spoke with a slightly distorted tone.