Luck entry, starting from the Nine Dragons' succession

Chapter 128 Consort Min: Consort Ning, how cruel you are, taking away my son for sixteen years!

Fang Heng was completely focused on refining the Heavenly Fortune Forging Pill, ignoring Xiao Luoyu's murmurs.

After extracting the essence of the Heavenly Dew Golden Fruit, Fang Heng's gaze fell on the Nine Heavens Thunder Pattern Wood.

The Nine Heavens Thunder Pattern Wood is covered with strange thunder patterns.

This thunder-patterned wood was forged by heavenly lightning, making it incredibly hard and impervious to ordinary flames.

Fang Heng channeled his magical power and flicked his finger.

Suddenly, a trace of lightning power merged into the fire.

The crimson flames were interspersed with tiny arcs of electricity, crackling and popping.

The Thunder Pattern Wood trembled slightly in the flames, and the Thunder Pattern on its surface was gradually activated, emitting dazzling electric light.

Thunder and fire raged repeatedly, taking the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

The Thunderwood finally softened, turning into a bluish-purple liquid.

A faint rumble of thunder could be heard, carrying a violent yet vibrant quality.

Mysterious Yin Ice Soul, Crimson Flame Dragon Blood Sand, Taiyi Azure Spirit Vine...

These elixirs are not easy to refine.

However, under Fang Heng's exquisite control of fire, the essence of these spiritual herbs was perfectly extracted by him.

After refining the five medicinal herbs, Fang Heng clasped his hands together and used his divine sense to compress the five clusters of medicinal essence.

The five clusters of medicinal essence converged within the alchemy furnace.

Golden light, lightning, cold mist, blood flames, and azure spirits intertwined and collided, emitting a piercing roar.

Fang Heng's expression was solemn, his spiritual power surged, and he forcibly fused the five completely different powers.

The spiritual energy inside the furnace surged, and the five-colored light gradually condensed, transforming into a fist-sized nascent pill.

The nascent pill had a rough surface and shimmered with spiritual light, but it was not yet stable.

Next comes the most crucial step.

Five different spiritual fires were used to refine the prototype of the Heavenly Deity Forging Pill.

It takes five rounds of fire refining to form the elixir.

With a thought, Fang Heng changed the hand seals in his hands.

In an instant, the alchemical fire transformed into the ghost fire of the Fire Barbarians.

The entire switching process was smooth and seamless, as if it had been refined through countless trials, without the slightest sluggishness.

The moment the white will-o'-the-wisp appeared, the temperature in the air suddenly dropped dramatically.

It felt as if we had gone from the sweltering heat of summer to the dead of winter in an instant.

Frost condensed on the surface of the bronze alchemy furnace, and even the air in the alchemy room was filled with white mist.

Under Fang Heng's skillful manipulation, the chilling ghost fire surged into the pill, gradually removing impurities.

The will-o'-the-wisp ritual lasted for a full quarter of an hour.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Heng changed his hand seals again, and his aura changed once more.

A dazzling starlight emanated from him, as if draping Fang Heng in a veil of starlight.

Starfall Fire!
The tempering by the Starfire is the third of the five fire refinements in the Heavenly Dew Forging Pill.

At this moment, the nascent pill has been initially stabilized under the tempering of Fang Heng's pill fire and the ghost fire of the Fire Barbarian.

The rough, five-colored spiritual light gradually merged.

However, it still appears mixed and impure, and the internal spiritual energy fluctuations have not yet completely subsided.

Fang Heng's gaze sharpened, and he whispered, "Starfire!"

With a flick of his finger, the Starfire fell to the ground like a meteor and entered the alchemy furnace.

In an instant, it burst forth with a dazzling white light.

As soon as the Starfire approached the nascent pill, the temperature inside the furnace suddenly soared.

In the air, there were even faint popping sounds, like the roar of stars falling to earth.

Fang Heng held his breath, intently watching the changes in the meteor fire.

Unlike the previous pill fire or ghost fire, the Starfire did not directly envelop the pill.

Instead, it transformed into countless tiny streams of light, like fragments of stars, spinning rapidly around the embryonic form of the elixir.

In the dim light, it seemed to form a dazzling ring of fire.

As the ring of fire spun, it created gusts of spiritual energy, drawing in the five-colored spiritual light within the furnace and causing it to subtly begin to recede inward.

The refining of the Starfire lasted for a full quarter of an hour.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Heng suddenly looked up in the direction of Xiao Luoyu.

"Senior sister!"

Xiao Luoyu understood Fang Heng's meaning perfectly and quickly flicked her finger.

The fire from the stone shot out and disappeared into the bronze cauldron.

The fire in the stone is calm and solid; its gray-brown flames appear simple, yet they possess the resilience of the earth.

It penetrates into the elixir, making the nascent elixir more solid.

After completing the four fire trials, Fang Heng's expression became increasingly solemn, and he dared not slacken in the slightest.

He didn't want to fail at the last minute, to be left empty-handed.

Xiao Luoyu also unleashed his Xuanbing Flame at the opportune moment. Their perfect coordination made it seem as if this wasn't their first time working together.

The Xuanbing Flame, with its blue and white colors, appears cold but contains a fiery core.

The Xuanbing Flame swept in like a tidal wave, engulfing the nascent form of the Tianlu Forging Pill.

Fang Heng focused intently on manipulating the Xuanbing Flame, beginning the final refinement.

The five kinds of spiritual fires were used to temper the flames in turn, and an unknown amount of time passed.

Buzz!
The alchemy furnace vibrated.

The crisp sound seemed to lift the stove lid and soar into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a sweet fragrance wafted from the alchemy furnace.

The entire alchemy room was enveloped in this sweet fragrance.

Upon smelling the fragrance, Xiao Luoyu's eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on her lips.

"The air is filled with the fragrance of cinnabar!"

"Junior Brother has indeed been promoted to a master alchemist."

When Fang Heng smelled the fragrance of the elixir, he was also taken aback.

I never expected that my alchemy skills, which I only practiced sporadically, would improve so quickly, and that I would become an alchemy master.

This was completely unexpected by Fang Heng.

The fragrance lasted for about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea before gradually dissipating.

The bronze alchemy furnace trembled incessantly, as if a primordial beast was about to burst forth from within.

Fang Heng pointed with his index finger, and the stove lid was lifted.

A dozen or so round, jade-like pills rose into the air.

Its surface shimmered with golden light, and faint sounds of dragon roars and thunder could be heard emanating from it.

It is the Heavenly Deity Forging the Precious Elixir!
Fang Heng let out a long sigh of relief, a smile appearing on his lips: "It's done!"

Seeing this, Xiao Luoyu's smile deepened. "Congratulations, Junior Brother, on successfully refining the precious pill."

"The fragrance of the pills filled the air, and fifteen pills were formed in one go."

"Junior Brother, your skill in alchemy is enough to earn you the title of Alchemy Master."

Xiao Luoyu's smiling words did not make Fang Heng lose his composure.

He knew perfectly well that the senior sister in front of him, who was only a few years older than him, was a master alchemist.

Advancing from a master alchemist to a grandmaster alchemist is no easy feat.

Many alchemists are stuck at the bottleneck of becoming a grandmaster alchemist their entire lives, unable to move forward.

"Senior sister, thank you."

"Junior brother, my meager skills are nowhere near as good as yours, senior sister," Fang Heng said with a smile, speaking modestly.

"Junior brother, don't underestimate yourself."

"How long have you been involved in alchemy? You already have the skills of an alchemy master."

"If Master finds out, he might force you to switch to alchemy."

Xiao Luoyu looked at Fang Heng with curious eyes, as if trying to see through him completely.

After concentrating for a moment, Xiao Luoyu changed the subject and said.

"Junior brother, with your current alchemy skills, I reckon your master will soon pass on the secrets of alchemy to you."

"Secret methods of alchemy?"

"Senior Sister, didn't you already pass on the Evergreen Elixir Scripture to me?" Fang Heng asked, a look of puzzlement on his face.

He stared intently at Xiao Luoyu, who smiled sweetly and spoke calmly.

"I am only passing on the Evergreen Elixir Scripture to you, but I can still teach you the secret techniques I've kept hidden."

"So, Senior Sister, you had a secret weapon up your sleeve. It really breaks my heart!"

Fang Heng's heartbroken expression earned him a glare from Xiao Luoyu.

"The most secret techniques hidden in the Evergreen Elixir Scripture are beyond your ability to learn, even if I teach them to you," Xiao Luoyu said irritably.

"Why?"

Fang Heng's eyes narrowed, realizing the hidden meaning in Xiao Luoyu's words.

"This secret technique is extraordinary; it requires a secret realm to cultivate successfully."

"Junior brother, the Changqing Danjing is hailed as one of the four wonders of Changqing Temple."

"If you only rely on the above pill formula and fire control method, do you think you can become one of the Four Wonders?"

Xiao Luoyu's pretty face revealed a playful expression.

Upon hearing this, Fang Heng pondered for a moment, then revealed a look of surprise and uncertainty.

"Could it be that this secret method of alchemy has something special about it?"

"That's natural!"

"Our sect's secret alchemy techniques are among the most profound in the entire Divine Continent."

"Because this secret method of alchemy involves the Great Dao of Time!"

The Great Road of Time!

As soon as Xiao Luoyu finished speaking, Fang Heng's pupils suddenly contracted, shrinking to the size of a pinhead.

A storm raged in his heart, threatening to engulf Fang Heng.

It involves the Great Way of Time!

This is actually the case!
Any method involving the Great Dao of Time or the Great Dao of Void, whether it be swordsmanship, supernatural powers, or even alchemy, is extremely precious.

However, judging from her tone, this secret alchemy technique doesn't seem to be so easy to master.

However, this did not scare Fang Heng.

Fang Heng's eyes gleamed with eager anticipation.

"Senior sister, this secret alchemy technique..."

Before Fang Heng could finish speaking, Xiao Luoyu stretched out her delicate pink hand and waved it repeatedly.

"Junior brother, please don't make things difficult for me."

"I am not qualified to teach you this secret technique."

"To cultivate this secret alchemy technique, you need the permission of your master and the sect leader."

Seeing this, Fang Heng could only suppress his restless feelings.

After exchanging their alchemy insights, the two bid farewell to Xiao Luoyu.

"Senior sister, I have to go first."

"I will help you investigate the massacre of the Xiao family."

Fang Heng's figure had long since disappeared, but his voice still echoed in Xiao Luoyu's ears.

Xiao Luoyu's smile faded, replaced by a deep sense of melancholy.

In her mind, she recalled the scene from sixteen years ago when she snatched Nian'er's candied hawthorn.

"Ugh--"

"It's been sixteen years!"

Is it still possible to find out the truth?

……

Shuyuxuan.

The atmosphere was heavy and oppressive.

The maids and eunuchs, from top to bottom, even had to walk on tiptoe, for fear of disturbing Consort Min.

Everyone in the Shuyu Pavilion knew that their mistress was in a bad mood today.

Consort Ning of Yaoguang Palace hosted a banquet for everyone and publicly displayed the Taixu Purple Qi Fruit bestowed upon her by Emperor Yuanchu.

This infuriated Consort Min.

When he returned, his face was ashen, almost as if you could wring water out of it.

Inside the palace, Consort Min sat in front of her dressing table.

A distorted pretty face was reflected in the smooth bronze mirror.

Whenever Consort Ning's smug face came to mind, Consort Min felt as if she had been bitten by a venomous snake.

Especially what happened sixteen years ago...

Consort Min still can't get over it!

boom--

Consort Min shattered the bronze mirror with a single palm strike.

He gritted his teeth and spat out chilling words.

Her voice sounded like that of a demon from the deepest hell, completely lacking the grace, elegance, and poise befitting an imperial concubine.

"Consort Ning, you viperous woman, you have taken away sixteen years of my son's life!"

"I refuse to accept this..."

(End of this chapter)