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第四卷 七星岛 第六百八十一章 三阳锻魄丹(求月票)

The probability of someone with such an excellent spirit root but missing one魄was indeed a million to one, yet throughout the million-year history of the cultivation world, there had been cases like this.

However, a brilliant senior figure came up with a solution. People lacking a魄were unsuitable for cultivation mainly due to significant deficiencies in soul power and divine awareness. But if the remaining six魄could be continuously refined, they could gradually compensate for these shortcomings.

Fortunately, this high-ranking figure was also an alchemy master. As a result, after decades of effort, the Three Yang Soul Refinement Pills were born.

The name itself suggests that this pill has cultivation effects on the soul and魄.

Seeing this record, Elder Lei was overjoyed, thinking, "Heaven does not abandon those who have no way out; ancient people did not deceive me."

However, things were not as easy as he imagined.

Although these pills were miraculous, they were essentially useless to ordinary people. Over the years, the ancient texts detailing their formula had become incomplete.

Elder Lei, while deeply knowledgeable in alchemy, was still far behind his ancient predecessor. After numerous attempts, he could only roughly identify the ingredients but was still lacking in precise proportions and fire control techniques. Multiple failed attempts left him dejected.

Unexpectedly, this young man named Lin claimed he could refine them.

Given that Lin was just a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, Elder Lei didn't believe it much. But as an old saying goes, "Even if the horse is dead, treat it like a living one." He decided to give him a chance.

Lin Xuan was led into a quiet room by two young disciples.

"Senior, this is where you are. The ancestor said that anything needed can be instructed," the two young disciples, dressed in green robes, respectfully bowed to Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan didn't speak but instead surveyed his surroundings. The stone chamber was spacious, about several dozen feet wide, with only some stone tables and chairs. In the center of the room, there was a large hole that seemed bottomless, emitting abundant fire spirit energy.

"Very good, you two step back!"

"Understood!"

The young disciples bowed and left the stone chamber. The door closed behind them. Lin Xuan released his divine sense, then a satisfied expression appeared on his face.

There had been no tampering in the room, but a small禁制was set up to prevent prying eyes.

Lin Xuan remembered seeing the Three Yang Soul Refinement Pills in the records of Spirit Herb Mountain. They were unique and thus left a deep impression. He never expected to use them today.

According to his memory, these pills were extremely difficult to refine with a low success rate. But for him, there was no difficulty; he could simply purify them if they failed.

Just as he was about to start, Mo'er's voice interrupted: "Young Master, I think you are doing something inappropriate today."

"Oh? What is it?"

"If you publicly attempt to refine such an obscure pill, won't that attract the attention of those with ulterior motives?" Mo'er expressed her concern.

"Haha, silly girl. I've thought about this. You didn’t understand one thing," Lin Xuan said with a smile.

"What?" Mo'er's face was full of curiosity.

"I came here to target the Qilin Fire Vein. If I pretended to be an unremarkable low-rank disciple, it wouldn't work. So, I deliberately wanted to draw attention from the high-ups of Liyang Sect."

"Why do you need to do this? Wouldn’t it be better for you to join the sect and hide your cultivation level if you want a gift?" Mo'er asked in confusion.

"Silly girl, without hiding my cultivation, my divine techniques could rival an early-stage Core Formation cultivator. Such experts won't refuse me, but they will secretly guard against me from getting close to such core locations as the Qilin Fire Vein."

"So what do you plan to do now?"

"Indeed, I am still a thief who learns by stealth, but at least I'm just a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator. The old monsters of Liyang Sect won't take me seriously because such rank cultivators lack the power to cause trouble. By showing some special abilities, like alchemy talent, it might give me a chance to get close," Lin Xuan's plan was not entirely confident but well thought out.

Mo'er nodded, understanding partially but no longer arguing.

Now, he began refining the pills.

All materials were prepared by Elder Lei, even an excellent cauldron.

After verifying everything, Lin Xuan cast a spell and the small cauldron floated up.

This cauldron was slightly larger than his head, with elegant patterns on its surface, indicating it was not ordinary but likely a treasure.

Still inferior to his usual Purple Dragon Cauldron, of course.

Lin Xuan then cast another spell, pointing at the large hole. A burst of intense flames emerged, about as thick as a pea, blindingly bright.

From several feet away, Lin Xuan could feel the temperature rising sharply.

"Not bad. In terms of quality, it's better than the underground fire from Spirit Herb Mountain, but still not enough for refining Celestial Dust Pills. Otherwise, I wouldn't have gone through so much trouble to seek out Qilin Fire Vein," Lin Xuan sighed, his expression a mix of joy and worry.

But he quickly gathered himself, pointed at the cauldron, opened its lid, and added all the precious ingredients.

Lin Xuan didn’t care about order or fire control. As the young master of Spirit Herb Mountain, his theoretical knowledge in alchemy was indeed a masterful one, but practical skills were abysmal.

With Star Sea backing him up, learning this would be pointless; he could just purify it if it failed.

Lin Xuan cast another spell to divide the underground fire into eight thin streams, enveloping the cauldron. He then ignored everything and sat down in meditation.

...

Three days later, a faint medicinal aroma wafted through the air.

Lin Xuan's expression froze as he slowly opened his eyes. He wasn’t unfamiliar with alchemy, so he was puzzled. Generally, if pills were refined incorrectly, they would have a burnt smell or even explode; this scent... usually indicated success!

Raising his hand, Lin Xuan summoned the underground fire, which shrank, and the cauldron floated to him under a green light.

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