In midair, the golden cauldron shook and the Dan disappeared.
The spirit of the Hidden Territory froze. Its smile disappeared and was replaced with disappointment.
Ling Xian was neither disappointed nor surprised.
He had expected this before the Dan disappeared. Otherwise, he wouldn't have sighed.
"How could it fail? It shouldn't have." The spirit of the Hidden Territory frowned. Though it wasn't an alchemist, it had followed an alchemist. How could it not understand?
In its eyes, Ling Xian's every step was perfect and flawless. It shouldn't have failed.
It shifted its gaze to Ling Xian. "Why did it fail?"
"I don't know." Ling Xian's eyes darkened. The reason why he expected the Dan to disappear was not because he knew the cause, but because he saw the signs.
"Then it's troublesome." The spirit's brows furrowed.
"Indeed." Ling Xian sighed. Failure wasn't scary. What was scary was not knowing the cause.
"Do you still want to try? You only have one chance left. "The spirit looked at Ling Xian seriously. It hoped he would try, but at the same time, it feared he would.
Or rather, it feared he would fail.
"Why not? There's no such thing as admitting defeat in my dictionary. "Ling Xian smiled. After cultivating for so many years, he understood this truth.
If you fall, stand up. No matter how many times you fail, as long as you stand up, there's hope.
"Give me the Dan. Though I can't guarantee success, you have to trust me." Ling Xian smiled.
"Indeed." The spirit sighed. It had waited thousands of years for Ling Xian. If it missed this chance, who knows how many more years it would have to wait.
With a wave of his sleeve, hundreds of Dan appeared. They were dazzling and fragrant.
"This is your last chance. I hope you bring me joy and not disappointment." The Spirit of the Secret Territory looked at Ling Xian seriously.
"I will try my best." Ling Xian smiled. Then, his smile faded and he began to refine the Dan.
This time, he didn't refine them all at once. Instead, he refined them one by one.
He only had one chance left, so he had to be careful.
Time passed by silently. After a full three hours, Ling Xian finally turned hundreds of spiritual medicines into dust.
Though it took a long time, it wasn't like Ling Xian didn't gain anything. He was certain that there was no problem with the spiritual medicine.
Then, Ling Xian began to merge the spiritual medicine's essences. He didn't merge them in pairs. Instead, he merged two spiritual medicines first, then the third, then the fourth.
The reason why he did this was because he wanted to ensure that nothing went wrong during the process.
Half a day later, the divine medicine essence fused into one, and there were no abnormalities.
"Nothing went wrong with the brewing and the merging …" Ling Xian squinted his eyes. There were only three steps to brewing a Dan. If the first two steps didn't go wrong, then there must be a problem with the Dan.
However, he was sure that there was no problem with the method to form the pill.
At once, Ling Xian formed a hand seal and formed one technique after another.
Immediately, the medicinal pill shone brightly, and as it rotated, a fragrant aroma filled the air.
Seeing this, the mystic realm's spirit was shaken. The pill shined and a fragrant aroma wafted into his nose. This was a sign that the pill had formed, so how could he not be excited?
But in the next second, he heard Ling Xian sigh.
Immediately, the light disappeared and the aroma dispersed. This meant that Ling Xian had failed again.
The mystic realm's spirit was stunned. Its smile disappeared and its excitement faded.
It had only prepared to brew the divine medicine twice, but Ling Xian had failed both times. This meant that there was no more hope.
"I failed …" The mystic realm's spirit smiled bitterly, as if it had lost its soul.
Ling Xian was also shocked.
It wasn't that he hadn't failed before, but he had never failed twice. One could imagine how heavy the blow was.
But very quickly, Ling Xian recovered.
After cultivating for so many years, his heart was as strong as steel. How could a small setback make him depressed?
"There were no problems with the brewing and merging of the medicinal herbs into a Dan. That means I wasn't at fault."
Ling Xian's eyes narrowed. If the first time was his fault, then he would admit it. But the second time, he would never admit it.
Whether it was the brewing, the merging, or the forming of the Dan, he had done everything perfectly.
There was only one explanation for his failure. There was a problem with the Dan recipe.
"What is the reason?" The mystic realm's spirit looked at Ling Xian deeply. It wanted to criticize him, but it had nothing to say.
It was he who begged Ling Xian to help. Even if he failed, he had no right to blame Ling Xian.
Plus, he didn't dare. Ling Xian was a powerhouse of the Late Saint Realm. Even if he was the mystic realm's spirit, he couldn't suppress Ling Xian.
"If I'm not wrong, there must be a problem with the Dan recipe." Ling Xian's eyes darkened. He was sure that there was no mistake in the brewing process, so it was the Dan recipe that was wrong.
"Impossible. My master worked so hard to create this Dan recipe. How could it be wrong?" The mystic realm's spirit frowned. The master of the Holy Land was the person he respected the most. How could he tolerate Ling Xian's criticism?
"You worked so hard that nothing could go wrong?"
"You've always been by the side of an alchemy grandmaster. You should know that I did every step perfectly."
"But the result was a failure. Isn't this a mistake with the Dan recipe?"
Ling Xian said lightly. His tone was soft, but full of unquestionable authority.
"This …" The mystic realm's spirit paused. It wanted to refute, but it had nothing to say.
Ling Xian was right. He did every step perfectly. Even the master of the Holy Land might not be able to do better than him.
To fail in such a perfect situation, other than the Dan recipe being wrong, what other explanation could there be?
"I know you love the master of the Holy Land and can't stand others criticizing you, but this is the truth."
"Although your master created the pill formula, he died from qi deviation before he could refine it."
"In other words, he didn't test it. It's normal for him to make mistakes."
Ling Xian's eyes were deep. Even the lowest ninth realm Dan recipe had to be tested and modified repeatedly.
It was normal for a Dan recipe to be wrong without testing.
"Whether the Dan recipe is wrong or not, there's no hope." The mystic realm's spirit smiled bitterly. He had only tried twice and failed both times. There was no hope.
"No, there is still hope." Ling Xian smiled. He did fail the second time, but the Dan didn't dissipate.
In other words, the essence of the Dan didn't disappear. As long as he found the mistake, he could brew the Dan of Rebirth from Death.
"You have failed. There is no hope." The mystic realm's spirit smiled bitterly.
"The Dan didn't dissipate. That is hope." Ling Xian smiled.
"Indeed, but it's a useless Dan. Do you think you can revive a useless Dan?" The mystic realm's spirit sighed. He didn't think Ling Xian had the ability.
"If I couldn't, I wouldn't have said there was hope." Ling Xian smiled. He had Liao Cang Qiong's inheritance. Reviving a useless Dan was a piece of cake.
"Stop joking. Even my master couldn't revive a useless Dan. How can you?" The spirit of the mystic realm sighed. His master's name had been breathtaking for thousands of years. Looking at his generation, he was without a doubt the most powerful grandmaster in Ascension City!
"Just because your master can't do it doesn't mean I can't." Ling Xian smiled. He was also a grandmaster who had mastered the Origin Energy. He was no less powerful than the leader of the Holy Land.
"Then try." The mystic realm's spirit sighed. He didn't think Ling Xian could do it.
"I have to find out what went wrong first. Otherwise, reviving a useless Dan will be pointless." Ling Xian squinted his eyes and studied each Dan on the spiritual paper.
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