Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 662 Ruoruo Refining the Divine Pill
In his deep sleep, Xiao Yan felt as if he were inside a fluffy cake, and his tired body and mind were greatly soothed at this moment.

It's very soft and smells great.

It felt just like a girl's embrace.

Since his birth, Xiao Yan, who suffered the early death of his mother, has almost never experienced such feelings again. The only girl who could hold him in her arms has now left him and has not been heard from since.

Hun Ruoruo was unaware that when she sealed her emotions into Xiao Yan's heart, she also engraved some of her own memories into his mind.

The helplessness he felt in the dark and hopeless Soul Realm, the unintentional joy he showed when he was with his companions, and the loneliness of leaving resolutely amidst the rain of blood—all of these seemed to reappear before Xiao Yan's eyes as if they were his own.

He hated it, and he was even more resentful.

He regretted discovering it too late, and was unwilling to just sit and watch the other party return to their clan.

He vowed in his heart that even if he had to give up everything, he would definitely win back the girl he had lost.

This emotion was so intense that it formed an invisible obsession, causing Xiao Yan to have no interest in anything other than cultivation, even neglecting his alchemy skills which he hadn't picked up for a long time.

Fortunately, with the help of Yao Lao and the experience of returning to the path of cultivation, Xiao Yan was already able to control himself and was no longer affected by the dual emotions in his heart. Instead, he shouldered the heavy burden of Hun Ruoruo's feelings.

Therefore, what Xiao Yan really needs is just a moderate amount of relaxation. Excessive tension would be more harmful than beneficial to a genius like him who is skilled in alchemy.

And now.
He has everything he needs!
Embraced by the gentle embrace of the beauty, Xiao Yan's eyes shone brightly, and the fatigue in his mind vanished. He even began to refine medicine during a period of deep meditation.

In an instant, countless pills soared into the air, as if they had eyes, and flew into the cauldron, where precious light surged from the fire pit.

As the black-gold flames were added, countless medicinal herbs were instantly refined, turning into clumps of different colored liquids that churned violently like boiling water.

"Demon core, enter!"

At Xiao Yan's command, the jade box beside him opened, and more than ten demonic cores, comparable to the peak of the seventh rank, were thrown into the alchemy furnace and cooked together with the medicinal liquid.

If anyone else were lucky enough to witness this scene, they would probably be astonished by Xiao Yan's actions.

Because this small alchemy furnace actually contained the energy fluctuations of no less than eight kinds of seventh-grade pills!

As everyone knows, the most taboo thing when refining pills is to be distracted. Even if one's soul realm reaches the Spirit Realm, one can only refine pills in separate furnaces at most. I have never heard of anyone refining two kinds of pills in one furnace.

But now Xiao Yan is going to try eight of them!

Does he think alchemy is just a random stew of ingredients?

As expected, as soon as the fusion of the pills was released, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in the heavens and earth. A thick cloud mixed with eight colors suddenly appeared above the pill city.

"What is this?"

"Eight-colored pill lightning, could it be that one of our Pill Tower's ancestors is refining an eighth-grade divine pill here?!"

Gazing at the enormous thunderclouds in the sky, countless people felt their scalps tingle and their faces turn deathly pale with fear.

Keep in mind, this is inside Saint Dan City!

To attempt to refine an eighth-grade pill with eight-colored thunder without any protection is beyond insanity; it's practically tantamount to massacring an entire city!
Xuan Yi and Yao Lao also noticed the unusual movement in the sky, and their brows furrowed slightly.

"You've only been inside for a short time and you've already caused such a commotion. Your two disciples are truly a handful."

Xuan Yi sighed softly, her face flushed. Even with her aloof nature, she couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness. First, they abducted her disciple, then they strolled around the Pill Tower with the Soul Palace Celestial Venerable, and finally, they even caused such a commotion in the city.

This kind of personality, which attracts countless people wherever they go, is exactly like the old master Yao. No wonder he treats these two as his own children.

"Uh"

The old apothecary was also somewhat embarrassed. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Dan Chen's eyes suddenly become empty, and she whispered:
“Master, Grandmaster, that doesn’t seem to be the Eight-Colored Pill Lightning.”

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Yao Lao and Xuan Yi used their soul power to look over and immediately noticed the unusual behavior of the two.

"Hmm, although this pill lightning is quite powerful, it does not have the domineering destructive power of the eight-colored pill lightning. Instead, it is more like a mixture of various pills. If you do not use your soul power to observe, it will be very difficult to judge the difference."

The old doctor's brows furrowed more deeply as he pondered:

"Attracting so many Dan Lei at the same time, what exactly is that brat trying to do?"

In his secluded cultivation place, Xiao Yan closed his eyes, and a phantom wheel condensed behind him.

Each time the wheel turned, an ancient totem lit up, and the strange flames that would drive any alchemist mad transformed into the most obedient subjects, constantly burrowing into the cauldron.

Looking at Xiao Yan, whose body was growing increasingly hot, a smile flashed in Hun Ruoruo's eyes, and her lips parted slightly:

"As expected, you never disappoint me."

Whether it was the Yunlan Sect of the past, or Canaan Academy, or Xingyun Pavilion and Yin Valley, the protagonist in Hun Ruoruo's plan was always Xiao Yan.

And the current Danhui is no different.

Only when Xiao Yan truly reaches the eighth rank can her final plan proceed perfectly. And at that time, not only the mere Pill Tower, but the entire Medicine Clan will be shaken!
"It is said that nine is the ultimate number, so I will use this triple ascension to knock on the door of this realm that no one has advanced to in a hundred years."

A glint of fervor flashed in Hun Ruoruo's eyes, her pretty face flushed with a sickly red, as if she were admiring her most outstanding masterpiece:

"The last possessor of the Ascension Technique. Come forth!"

"Om-"

All the totems lit up at this moment, and the eight kinds of peak seventh-grade pills burst out with divine light. Under Xiao Yan's urging, all the pills were imbued with a faint spiritual charm, and faintly emitted fluctuations that transcended the seventh grade.

"Ascension!"

A deep, thunderous roar resounded, auspicious clouds rose, and countless thunderbolts trembled and struck down, piercing through the defensive barrier and striking directly at the secluded cultivation place, landing on Xiao Yan's body.

"ah!"

A soft gasp rang in Xiao Yan's ears, but he couldn't care less at the moment. He suddenly stood up, his naked body slamming his palm on the wooden table.

One by one, the pills burst through their skins like popping beans, revealing the flawless patterns beneath.

Each pill exudes a fluctuation that would make even a Dou Zun's heart tremble, and each pill pattern is engraved with unimaginable medicinal power.

All eight Grade 7 pills, when used by the Spirit Ascension Realm, allowed them to ascend to immortality!

(End of this chapter)