In midair, Ling Xian stood with his hands behind his back, deep in thought.
Finding a mistake in an Alchemy Recipe was not an easy task. It was equivalent to creating an Alchemy Recipe. Even though he was a great grandmaster who comprehended Origin Energy, it was still difficult to do so.
"What's the problem …" Ling Xian muttered to himself. He carefully examined the recipe and analyzed it.
An hour, two hours, four hours … A full three days passed, and he still couldn't find the root of the problem.
The Spirit of the Hidden Territory sighed, "Give up. Perhaps there is a problem with the Dan recipe, but it was created by my master. It won't be easy to find a mistake."
"It's difficult, but the word 'give up' is not in my dictionary." Ling Xian's eyes darkened. If he gave up so easily, he wouldn't be where he is today.
"Fine, if you want to try, I won't stop you." The Spirit of the Hidden Territory sighed and said no more.
Ling Xian calmed himself down and examined the recipe again and again. Finally, after three days, he found the problem.
There was only one problem with the Dan recipe. There were two extra herbs. If he could remove them, he could make the Dan of Rebirth from Death.
At once, Ling Xian opened his eyes and grinned, "I found the reason."
"Hmm?" The Spirit of the Hidden Territory was shocked, "Are you sure?"
"I'll know after I try." Ling Xian smiled and formed a hand seal. Heavenly light filled the air and a strange force descended.
In the next moment, the unbelievable happened.
The ruined Dan shone brightly. In a few short breaths, it was as bright as the sun.
What was even more shocking was that the Dan was full of life. It was no longer a ruined Dan.
The Spirit of the Hidden Territory's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
It knew how unbelievable it was to be reborn from a ruined Dan. Even its master couldn't do it.
"It really came back to life …"
The Spirit of the Hidden Territory stared at Ling Xian. It finally realized how capable this young man, who was less than two hundred years old, was.
"Do you believe me now?"
Ling Xian smiled. He had Liao Cang Qiong's inheritance. To him, rebirth a ruined Dan was not difficult.
"Unbelievable. If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe there is someone in this world who can rebirth a ruined Dan." The Spirit of the Hidden Territory sighed.
This was far too shocking. Something that even his master couldn't do was so easy for Ling Xian. How could he not be shocked?
"You are exaggerating." Ling Xian softly smiled. Then, his smile disappeared and his expression turned serious.
Reviving the ruined pill was only the first step. If the essence of the two Godly Medicines could not be removed, it would not be long before the pill became a ruined pill again.
At once, Ling Xian formed a hand seal and removed the two spiritual medicines' essences.
This was extremely difficult. Even he might not be able to do it.
Therefore, Ling Xian was extremely careful and didn't dare to be reckless.
The spirit core shone and slowly rotated. Strands of spiritual energy gushed out and dissipated like smoke.
This was the essence of those two divine medicines. As long as they were all forced out, they could be refined into the Death Rebirth Pill.
An hour later, the spiritual core's light disappeared and it stopped spinning.
"Did he fail …" The Spirit of the Secret Territory's eyes dimmed. The disappearance of the light was a sign that the Dan had become a waste. Thus, he thought Ling Xian had failed.
"Did you hear me sigh?" Ling Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The spirit of the secret territory thought he would succeed, and he sighed.
In the end, he was right.
Now, he didn't sigh, but the Spirit of the Secret Territory thought he had failed. Naturally, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"What do you mean?" The Spirit of the Secret Territory was startled.
"It means I didn't fail."
"The two spiritual medicines' essences have been completely forced out. If I am not wrong, then I will succeed this time."
Ling Xian's eyes shone with anticipation. He raised his hand and formed a hand seal, forming a pill.
Instantly, the spiritual core shone with billions of rays of light, brighter than the eternal sun.
At the same time, a boundless amount of life energy swept through the area. Like the endless waves of the Yangtze River, it surged and roared.
"Did … did it?"
The Spirit of the Secret Territory was stunned. Not even in his dreams did he think that the Dan recipe created by the leader of the Holy Land would be wrong. Even more so, he didn't think that Ling Xian would be able to find the mistake.
What happened next shocked him even more.
The spiritual core slowly rotated. Every time it rotated, a carving would appear.
After ten revolutions, the spiritual core stopped. The ten carvings were like the moon in the night, dazzling and eye-catching.
"A perfect Dan! It's a perfect Dan! "
The Spirit of the Secret Territory exclaimed. A perfect Dan not only meant it was free of impurities, but it also meant it was extremely difficult to create. In his entire life, his master only managed to create ten.
One could only imagine how difficult it was to create a perfect Dan.
"I was right." Ling Xian grinned. Apart from joy, there was also some pride.
A Dan recipe created by a Grandmaster with blood, sweat, and tears. Not everyone had the courage to question it, and not everyone had the ability to find the mistake.
Ignoring everything else, these two points alone were enough to make him proud!
On top of that, Ling Xian had brewed a flawless perfect Dan.
"Amazing, I am convinced."
The Spirit of the Secret Territory looked at Ling Xian with a complicated expression. "I apologize for my previous doubts."
"It's normal for you to doubt me. After all, this is a Dan recipe created by a Grandmaster." Ling Xian grinned. A Grandmaster was the pinnacle of alchemy. Normal people wouldn't question him.
The reason he doubted the Dan recipe was because he was sure that every step he made was flawless. There was no way he could have made a mistake.
The only mistake was the Dan recipe.
"As it turns out, you were right."
"Not only did you find the mistake, but you also created a perfect Dan."
The Spirit of the Secret Territory sighed. "If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe that a young man less than two hundred years old could have such profound knowledge."
"I was just lucky."
Ling Xian smiled. Shifting his gaze to the golden Dan, his smile faded. "Although I successfully created the Dan of Rebirth, I'm not sure if it has the ability to bring someone back to life."
"It's fine. My master's last wish was to give this Dan to a man named Wu Chang Feng."
Looking at the dazzling golden Dan, the Spirit of the Secret Territory smiled. "Master, this Dan has finally been created. You can smile in the underworld."
Shifting his gaze to Ling Xian, he said, "I'll leave this Dan in your hands. Please take it to the Wu Clan and give it to a man named Wu Chang Feng."
"Me?"
Ling Xian was taken aback. "You're not afraid that I'll take the Dan for myself?"
"No. Master's inheritance is in the Wu Clan. If you want it, you have to give it to them."
The Spirit of the Secret Territory smiled. "Plus, I believe you're not that kind of person."
"What if Wu Chang Feng's descendants don't agree?" Ling Xian frowned.
"Don't worry. Wu Chang Feng's descendants know about this and have been waiting for the Dan."
The Spirit of the Secret Territory smiled. "As long as you deliver this Dan, Wu Chang Feng's descendants will hand over my master's alchemy inheritance with both hands."
"Alright. Then I'll make a trip to the Wu Clan."
Ling Xian grinned, "Where is the Wu Clan?"
"It's in the extreme south of the City of Ascension. You'll know once you ask around."
"Alright, follow me. I'll take you to the perfect Dan."
The Spirit of the Secret Territory flew on the wind towards the ten perfect Dan.
Ling Xian stored the [Towards Death and Life] into his pouch and followed closely behind.
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