Time passed in an unfathomable manner. In the underground world where Yi Yun was in seclusion, day and night could be distinguished by the pure Yang sun above. However, the seasons were completely different. Due to the abundance of Yuan Qi, the flowers and plants bloomed all year round.
This was truly a land of bliss. Seeing the beautiful scenery and the thought of Yi Yun's company, Ling Xie'er felt that living in this pocket world forever would be an extremely happy thing.
The only flaw was that she almost never saw Yi Yun idle.
Day after day, Yi Yun was always busy. For example, this time, he entered the alchemy lab and closed the door for two years.
Ever since Ling Xie'er woke up, the Heretical God Fire Seed had undergone a qualitative change. Yi Yun's control over the Heretical God Fire Seed had reached a level of proficiency.
Back when Yi Yun first obtained the Heretical God Fire Seed, he could only control one wisp of flame for pill refinement. Later on, due to the rare herbs Dong Shaoqing brought him, Yi Yun refined a Mind Nourishing Pill and ate it. With his experience in controlling flames, he could barely control two wisps of the Heretical God Fire Seed.
And now, after Ling Xie'er awoke, the Heretical God Fire Seed had a spirit. Furthermore, Ling Xie'er's trust and reliance on Yi Yun was reflected in the Heretical God Fire Seed, making it Yi Yun's intrinsic flame.
When Yi Yun used the Heretical God Fire Seed, he felt as though he had possessed it for tens of millions of years. He could control ten wisps of flame for pill refinement without any difficulty.
This allowed Yi Yun's alchemical and Desolate Heaven technique to improve by leaps and bounds. Therefore, during his two years of seclusion, Yi Yun attempted the sage-ranked pills recorded in the divine alchemist's notes.
There were simply too many types of elixirs and relics. In addition, new elixirs were constantly being developed. Therefore, low-grade elixirs were not differentiated by grades.
However, when it came to truly top-grade pills, there was an established division. People who could refine sage-ranked pills and relics were alchemist sages.
The reason why Skyfire Sacred Hands was so proud was that the Nine Cauldron Alchemical Sect had produced two alchemist sages in history. And one of them was the one who obtained the Extreme Frost-ice Flame mother flame.
These two alchemist sages established the Nine Cauldron Alchemical Sect's heritage, and also forged its glory.
Now, Yi Yun had obtained large amounts of natural treasures from the Myriad Immortal Pavilion's destruction. There were dozens of materials that were the best of the best.
With these materials, the evolved Heretical God Fire Seed, and the Purple Crystal's help, Yi Yun finally had the capital to attempt refining sage-level pills.
Unfortunately, he was still lacking a little bit of maturity and could only refine a Demi-Sage Pill.
The difference of a single word made Yi Yun extremely displeased. He had so many favorable conditions, yet he could not overcome this tiny obstacle.
Actually, even in the Candle Cauldron Heavenly Estate that was famous for its medicine refinement, a Quasi Saint Alchemist was already extremely respected, and it was already at the level of the Sect Masters and Grand Elders of the various sects.
Even Skyfire Sacred Hands was a far cry from the quasi-sage level.
"Phew —"
In the alchemy room, Yi Yun heaved a sigh of relief. Looking at the dregs in the cauldron in front of him, he felt his heart ache. Although he had tried his best to avoid using the most precious herbs to refine the pills, it was still a pity that some of the precious supplementary herbs were wasted.
Some of the supplementary herbs were enough to make Supremacies green with envy. Only someone as wealthy as Yi Yun could use herbs of that grade to try his hand.
"This won't do. If I continue experimenting, I will waste too many herbs. My cultivation will be delayed. I'm still too young and I don't have enough experience. It's just too difficult to become an alchemist sage in one step!"
With this thought in mind, Yi Yun shot a glance at the floating Divine Alchemy Cauldron in front of him. Suddenly, he had an idea.
The Divine Alchemy Cauldron was a supreme-grade cauldron. A supreme-grade cauldron greatly increased the success rate of pill refinement. Unfortunately, the Divine Alchemy Cauldron was incomplete!
Without the core array, the Divine Alchemy Cauldron's quality plummeted.
"If … I can mend the Divine Alchemy Cauldron, perhaps I can refine sage-level pills."
Upon coming to this realization, Yi Yun was somewhat tempted.
Becoming an alchemist sage would be completely different. He could attempt to refine Heaven Yuan Pills, True Dragon Relics, Great Change Ruyi Pills, and other sage-level pills. That way, it would only be a matter of time before he became a Supremacy.
When that happened, the Myriad Immortal Pavilion would be nothing in front of him. There would be no need for him to borrow the strength of City Lord Qin and company. He could easily vanquish them alone.
Unfortunately, the Divine Alchemy Cauldron's grade was too high. To mend the Divine Alchemy Cauldron, he needed a refinement master or an ancient array. That was easier said than done.
Another year passed. One day, Yi Yun finally came out of seclusion.
Ling Xie'er missed Yi Yun dearly after seeing him for so long.
"Brother Yi, why did you enter seclusion for so long? What did you do?" Ling Xie'er clung to Yi Yun. She ran over and intimately held onto Yi Yun's arm.
Yi Yun smiled as he ruffled Ling Xie'er's tiny head. Without a word, he took out some bottles and jars.
The top-grade treasures he had plundered from the Myriad Immortal Pavilion had all been converted into pills by Yi Yun.
Among them, there were close to a hundred Sage-to-be pills alone! There were more than a thousand pills of lower quality.
Although Yi Yun did not have the ability to refine sage-level pills, he did not hold back when using the herbs. He refined all of them in one go.
Some of the medicinal essence was wasted, but it was still acceptable. After all, treasures were meant to be used. He could find more in the future if he ran out of them. However, if his time and potential were wasted, there was no way he could get them back. Now, Yi Yun was willing to raise his strength at all costs.
"So many pills!" Ling Xie'er said in astonishment.
"Yes. Unfortunately, my alchemical skills are a little lacking. I did not refine the best pills. However, I can barely use them," Yi Yun said casually.
If other sects were to hear his words, they would probably be in the mood to cry.
Such a batch of pills was worth more than all the stock in alchemy labs of major factions combined. Even if they had the same treasures as Yi Yun, they would still have to beg the alchemical sects to refine them for them. However, the ones they could really request were figures like Skyfire Sacred Hands. The quality of the pills they refined was far inferior to Yi Yun's.
Yi Yun chose more than ten soul pills from the pile. He handed them to Ling Xie'er, including the Hollow Soul Pills he had previously used.
"Xie'er, it's time for you to cultivate."
"Cultivate?" Ling Xie'er was somewhat lost when she heard the term. She had never cultivated in the hundreds of millions of years since she was born.
"Yes. The more you cultivate, the stronger your soul will be. It will also make it harder for your spiritual body to be injured. Furthermore, the spirituality of your Heretical God Fire Seed will become stronger. It will be easier for me to control it. I can also attempt to refine higher-grade pills."
Upon hearing Yi Yun's words, Ling Xie'er was taken aback. "Can my cultivation help you, Brother Yi?"
"Yes. Xie'er, ever since you woke up, my ability to control the Heretical God Fire Seed has increased several times over."
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