Chapter 682: Refining a Seventh-Grade Pill

Inside the Ancestral Dragon Ring, Yang Tian's body appeared. In his hand was a silver scroll, radiant and brilliant—the recipe for the Soul Fusion Pill.

"I wonder what precious herbs are needed to refine such a wondrous pill." Rubbing his nose, Yang Tian fell silent for a moment, then a surge of soul force emerged from between his brows and flowed toward the recipe.

The moment his soul force touched the silver scroll, a peculiar energy tugged at it, and his mind entered a void space.

As Yang Tian watched, an indistinct figure appeared, sitting cross-legged on the ground, as one after another ethereal precious herbs fell into a cauldron.

"The deduction method..." Yang Tian's eyelids twitched slightly. He immediately focused his mind, memorizing the refining techniques.

The higher the grade of the recipe, the more unique the refining techniques, all painstakingly deduced by alchemists through countless efforts. Low-grade pills were excluded; the Soul Fusion Pill was no ordinary pill, and its refining process was extremely intricate.

Even the order of adding the herbs had to be mastered precisely; otherwise, all efforts would be wasted, and the herbs would be lost entirely.

For pills of this level, the herbs themselves were extremely rare. Without eighty percent confidence, no alchemist would dare attempt it.

In the silver scroll, after the soul body had performed the refining three times in succession, it dissipated, and the silver scroll turned to ashes.

His mind returned to his body, and Yang Tian's brows knitted tightly. Though he had memorized the refining techniques, the required herbs were far too rare.

The Soul Fusion Pill was a top-tier seventh-grade pill. Refining it required the Soul Fusion Flower as the main ingredient, an eighth-grade low-level herb of extreme rarity.

"The other herbs are easy enough to obtain, but the Soul Fusion Flower is too rare, and it needs to be a ten-thousand-year-old specimen." Scratching his head, Yang Tian sighed.

Then he smiled: "It's too early to worry about that now. Let me first try to refine a seventh-grade mid-level pill."

After some thought, Yang Tian chose the Dragon Transformation Pill as practice. He happened to have plenty of Dragon Transformation Grass. If outsiders knew he was using such a high-grade pill for practice, what expression would they make?

Having comprehended the origin, Yang Tian's Thunder Flame's divine might had greatly increased, so his success rate in refining pills had naturally soared. This was also how Yang Xiao could refine eighth-grade pills at the Emperor Lord realm.

He possessed two types of heavenly origins and, through the Thunder Dragon Fire Control Art, perfectly fused them. Moreover, his soul body had reached the peak of Soul Refinement. In other words, with an abundance of resources, refining a seventh-grade pill was a certainty.

Time flew by, and a month passed in the blink of an eye. The Ancestral Dragon Ring had not known a single day of peace.

A little monkey lay limp on a precious herb, making strange squeaking noises, its little paws waving as if mocking someone.

Yang Tian didn't know how he had gotten through the month. He had underestimated the terror of seventh-grade pills; he had lost count of how many times the cauldron had exploded.

Now he sat cross-legged on the ground, his face somewhat pale. He hadn't rested much in a month, and his mind was exhausted.

Before him, a cauldron blazed with fire. This cauldron, left behind by Yang Xiao, had cracks appearing on its walls, causing Yang Tian great distress.

Cauldrons were rare, especially those of such high quality. Now this cauldron had cracked, its quality greatly diminished.

Almost every few days, the cauldron would explode, destroying countless precious herbs. The herbs Yang Tian had obtained over these days were all used up; this was the last batch.

"Alas, if this batch fails, I'll have to go out and buy some herbs." Yang Tian lamented. Not only that, but the cauldron could not hold out much longer before it was completely ruined.

Yang Tian's spirits hit rock bottom; these days had drained his patience. Just as he was about to seek advice from Elder Gu, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Joy appeared on his face. In the cauldron, a fearsome Thunder Flame Divine Dragon lay prostrate, its body blazing with intense flames, now trembling slightly.

"This is the sign of pill formation." Yang Tian exclaimed in delight. He had failed at this step five times; the chances of failure during the condensation stage were too high.

He quickly calmed his emotions, formed hand seals with his fingers, and struck them into the Thunder Dragon, while his internal energy surged into it at a rapid pace.

At that moment, Yang Tian's hand flickered slightly, and wisps of auspicious light leaped forth, revealing an exuberant vitality.

This was the energy of creation. When used to nurture the pill during formation, it not only greatly enhanced the pill's quality but also increased the success rate of formation by nearly fifty percent!

This had always been Yang Tian's proud technique. The most difficult step in alchemy was as easy as drinking water for him, making pill refinement effortless.

At the same time, this energy could also help others form pills. Yang Tian had once helped Yang Xiao complete the final step. This creation energy was truly extraordinary!

Auspicious light, like a divine rainbow, filled the entire body of the Thunder Flame Divine Dragon. Inside, a golden pill was voraciously devouring this energy.

"Nurtured by creation, the pill's quality should skyrocket to the ultimate level." Wiping the sweat from his face, Yang Tian laughed heartily: "Rise!"

With a bang, the cauldron, sealed for three days, was suddenly flung open. Blazing flames splashed out, intensely hot, melting even the void, and the thunder arcs were especially fierce.

Roar! From the cauldron, nine Thunder Flame Divine Dragons suddenly leaped forth, their bodies forming a spectacular scene!

"Squeak..." The little monkey jumped about, startled by the moment of pill formation, nearly falling off the herb.

"Hiss..." The nine Thunder Dragons spewed flames, like nine dragons worshipping the moon, lifting a golden pill into the air.

Yang Tian stood up instantly. His hand flicked, and the nine dragons, along with the pill, flew out into the outside world.

As soon as the pill appeared, it drew the essence of the eight directions to temper it, while a vast heavenly pressure surged along with it.

"Finally, I've triggered the lightning tribulation!" Yang Tian laughed excitedly. In the past, he had envied Yang Xiao for triggering the tribulation, and now he had achieved it himself.

The fiery red Alchemy Tower stood tall, piercing the clouds. Inside, many powerful figures were cultivating. Now, every alchemy chamber shook as if a great earthquake had struck.

"Who has the audacity to undergo tribulation here!" An old man roared, furious, his eyes like divine lamps, intimidating.

The Alchemy Tower had always been a sacred place for cultivation. Every corner was built from the finest materials, and there were arrays to gather the essence of heaven and earth. Any damage would be a great loss.

Many people rushed out, very angry, including several elders of the Alchemy Tower.

"Who is so bold? How dare they undergo tribulation inside the Alchemy Tower? If the tower is damaged, it would be a grave offense," someone exclaimed.

"Why is the tribulation triggered on the eighth floor?" At that moment, a strongman from the Alchemy Dao Alliance looked at the fluctuations spreading from the eighth floor and couldn't help but shrink back.

The eighth floor was reserved for rare and important figures. Renting it required not only a massive amount of blood stones but also a very high level of cultivation.

"Hmm, isn't this Old Man Gu's place?" At this moment, a shadow appeared in the void, indistinct, murmuring: "This fellow is refining pills? Such a troublemaker."

"Supreme Elder, will the Alchemy Tower be alright?" Hearing the old man's murmur, an elder of the Alchemy Dao Alliance asked in a low voice.

"How could such a minor tribulation cause trouble? It should be a seventh-grade pill." The Supreme Elder shook his head slightly and said indifferently.

As everyone watched, wisps of medicinal fragrance wafted out, lingering around the Alchemy Tower, lifting everyone's spirits.

"Someone is refining pills and has triggered the tribulation!" An old man exclaimed.

"Could it be a great figure from the Alchemy Dao Alliance? Judging by the fragrance, it should be a seventh-grade mid-level pill."

In the void, thunderclouds surged, and thick lightning bolts raced across the sky, about to descend.

The discussions outside reached Yang Tian's ears, and his face darkened. He had no idea that tribulation was not allowed here.

"I hope I haven't caused any trouble." Scratching his head, Yang Tian looked at the lightning tribulation in the void and murmured: "I'd better not let this tribulation fall, or those old monsters will come looking for trouble."