Celestial Refining Divine Scripture

No one knew how much time had passed before Xu Yang slowly woke up.

Savoring the vast trove of Alchemy Dao knowledge and experience, he couldn’t help but take a deep breath, feeling greatly rewarded.

The Alchemy Dao of the Immortal Domain was truly different from the Dao of Spirits.

A Pill Master was more like a bridge, connecting pills and heaven and earth.

Condensing pills with the power of heaven and earth!

Making the pills possess astonishing qualities.

The Earth Flame Elixir Skill was indeed worthy of Black Fire Immortal Mountain’s long-standing alchemy legacy; once mastered, refining pills with it gathered dozens of times more Immortal Spirit Qi from heaven and earth than the Floating Light Elixir Skill.

Moreover, the Earth Flame Elixir Skill also perfectly inherited the traits of Earth Flame Black Fire.

For some pills that could explosively boost battle strength, it could add even more ferocity and wildness, making their effects stronger.

Especially when refining special pills using things like the corpse or essence blood of immortal beasts—the pills made with the Earth Flame Elixir Skill could be nearly half, or even twice as potent as those refined by others.

And for pills meant to accumulate power and aid cultivation, it could make them even more vast and majestic!

Furthermore, upon reaching the second or third tier, the technique could gather the momentum of heaven and earth, incorporating the mystery of special domains into the pills, enhancing their properties and effects.

For Xu Yang, putting aside the basics of alchemy, it was as though a brand new door of Alchemy Dao had opened before him.

"How does it feel?"

Dan Qi’s voice rang out, interrupting Xu Yang’s thoughts.

He looked back, surprised to see Yi Que was also present.

"I’ve benefited greatly, just stepping into the door of Alchemy Dao."

"Master, earlier I swept away the filth from wasted elixirs. Are there many wasted elixirs?" Xu Yang asked curiously.

"Wasted elixirs?"

Dan Qi raised his eyebrows slightly, then shook his head and said, "Those who can make wasted elixirs are mostly half-baked Pill Masters. At Dan Feng, such things are very rare; if one fails, it’s mostly just a pile of residue."

"To achieve that requires astonishing control and mastery, but there’s little reason to do so!"

"Within Dan Feng, resources are plentiful. Making those wasted elixirs is too exhausting and not worth the effort!"

Xu Yang gave a wry smile.

He had thought that if wasted elixirs were common, he’d have a huge advantage in that area.

But now it seemed he just didn’t know enough.

"Let your second senior brother spar with you, to test your depth," Dan Qi waved his hand and said.

Spar?

Xu Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, suddenly recalling Dan Qi’s mention of the rookie competition.

"Second senior brother."

"I’ll suppress my cultivation to the Early Stage of True Immortal."

Yi Que stepped forward, gazing at Xu Yang, "Come, don’t hold back, attack me with your full strength!"

Xu Yang’s expression turned stern as he summoned a pitch-black immortal saber.

This was just a common tier-one immortal weapon.

As for the Four-Part Daluo Saber, it would surely attract attention within the immortal sect.

"Second senior brother, be careful."

Before his words finished, Xu Yang moved like lightning, arriving instantly before Yi Que, slashing down swiftly and fiercely with his blade.

"Oh?"

Yi Que’s eyes flashed with surprise, reacting instantly as he casually struck out with his palm.

Bang!

The blade vibrated, its trajectory thrown off.

Xu Yang spun with the momentum, unleashing a fierce tide of saber-light in a storm.

Boom!

Even Dan Qi, seated in his chair, couldn’t help but sit up straight, eyes fixed on Xu Yang.

Bang!

Boom!

"Junior brother, you’re hiding deep; your strength is almost equal to a Middle Stage True Immortal."

"No good, Early Stage True Immortal can’t withstand you. I’ll adjust to Middle Stage True Immortal."

Yi Que shouted, filled with astonishment.

A first-class immortal weapon, strength comparable to Middle Stage True Immortal—this was too abnormal.

How strong was his foundation?

Even seed disciples of the immortal sect were just like this, right?

Boom!

Yi Que’s aura surged; his strength now only suppressed to Middle Stage True Immortal. He tore through swathes of saber-light, his figure electric, pressing toward Xu Yang with a wild force.

Xu Yang’s movement stalled, as if trapped in a swamp.

The oncoming pressure was suffocating.

Yi Que might have suppressed his cultivation, but his Celestial Immortal Realm foundation was undeniable.

Xu Yang’s whole body shook; immortal essence burst forth, his black saber ringing out.

Whoosh whoosh!

"Ten Thousand Blades Melody!"

Rumble!

A dense mass of saber-light swept across all the open space before the cabin, shaking ancient trees and shrieking with winds as sharp as blades.

Clang!

The saber’s song resonated, weaving a battle melody of metal and spear, carrying a primordial spirit shock straight toward Yi Que.

Yi Que’s pupils shrank.

"You even added a primordial spirit shock!"

"Interesting!"

This kind of primordial spirit shock posed zero threat to him.

Yi Que, like a wild beast, charged into the tide of blades, his hands tearing everything apart.

Whoosh!

Crack!

The tide of blades was instantly shattered.

Xu Yang gave a muffled groan, fleeing in disarray.

Yi Que’s gaze was full of admiration; the power he was using wasn’t ordinary Middle Stage True Immortal.

Combined with his experience and foundation at the Late Stage Celestial Immortal Realm, it was truly not the same!

Xu Yang reaching this level, even while suppressed, was enough to be proud!

He was about to end the sparring.

But Xu Yang stepped into the air, his expression solemn, a surge of inexpressible ripples coursing through his body.

"Second senior brother, take one more of my strikes!"

"Oh?"

This time, it was Dan Qi who voiced his surprise.

He stared at Xu Yang, sensing something unusual.

Swish!

Xu Yang casually, slowly slashed toward Yi Que.

It was the Windfall Immortal Field from the Four-Part Daluo Blade Immortal Skill.

Not yet mastered, just an insight he gained into "Wind Rising on Green Turf, Waves Born in Subtle Ripples."

To the naked eye, this strike appeared slow and gentle, seemingly powerless.

Yet Yi Que’s face suddenly changed.

"What a subtle blade!"

The mystery within was so deep even he couldn’t fully perceive it. Without hesitation, he erupted with Late Stage True Immortal strength, reaching out with his palm.

Bang!

The blade quivered and shattered instantly!

Xu Yang felt a thunderous shock, staggering back in defeat.

In contrast, Yi Que was completely unharmed.

But his expression was profoundly grave; he slowly opened his palm, a faint blade-mark surfaced, without even a trace of blood, vanishing in an instant.

But to leave such a mark on his hand—at a time when he’d unleashed Late Stage True Immortal power—was almost unbelievable!

"I lost."

Xu Yang let out a long sigh.

Yi Que’s mouth twitched, "If I’d only stayed Middle Stage True Immortal, I’d surely have lost!"

"Junior brother, what was that last stroke? Even I found its mystery hard to grasp!"

"It must have something to do with wind!" Dan Qi said.

"Master is truly perceptive."

Xu Yang said, "It’s what I learned between ’Wind Rising on Green Turf’ and ’Waves Born in Subtle Ripples.’"

"Wind Rising on Green Turf, Waves Born in Subtle Ripples..." Yi Que murmured, his eyes bursting with dazzling light, unable to keep from exclaiming, "Good, such a wondrous ’Wind Rising on Green Turf, Waves Born in Subtle Ripples’!"

"If this strike is fully perfected, it would at least be a Tier Two Immortal Technique!"

"Master, junior brother’s battle power—among the same rank in the inner sect, there’s none who can match him; he’s sure to be the head of this year’s assessment."

Dan Qi’s eyes gleamed—it was as though he’d found a treasure!

Alchemy Dao, with seed-level potential.

Unexpectedly, his combat talent was also astounding.

"Boy, who’s the host for this year’s assessment?" Dan Qi suddenly asked.

"I think it’s someone named Chi Ning, an inner sect steward!" Xu Yang replied.

"Chi Ning?"

Dan Qi’s eyes glittered.

Yi Que said in surprise, "It’s actually him—I remember Chi Ning seems to have some connection with Elder Hong Wei!"

"Old Second, given your junior brother’s talent, do you think Chi Ning will recommend him to Hong Wei? That old guy still hasn’t found a suitable disciple." Dan Qi’s face wore a crafty smile.

"Huh?"

Yi Que stared in disbelief.