In the courtyard, Mo Wangchen was not in a rush to begin alchemy.
Instead, he carefully studied the Fire Calming Pill alchemy recipe given to him by Zuo Yuansheng.
After all, it was his first ti encountering the Fire Calming Pill, and he would naturally not attempt alchemy lightly without fully understanding it.
Outside the courtyard, besides Zuo Yuansheng, Master Chu Yang and Wu Yongjie also ca here.
They understood that Mo Wangchen was imrsed in his exploration and could not be disturbed, so the three simply found a relatively comfortable place to sit down.
Ti passed, and gradually, it was uncertain how long had passed.
Night fell, and unknowingly, a rich dicinal fragrance wafted from the courtyard.
This made Zuo Yuansheng and the others realize that Mo Wangchen had likely started crafting pills.
Indeed, Mo Wangchen had entered the alchemy state as early as an hour before.
He first crafted the Extre Cold Pill.
Unlike the one he crafted for Wan Quan back then, the Extre Cold Pill he was crafting now was more advanced both in grade and materials.
If a grade had to be set, this Extre Cold Pill was at least around Divine Rank two.
Whereas the one Mo Wangchen crafted for Wan Quan was rely of ordinary sixth grade.
"Boom boom boom..."
The ti continued to pass, and it was unsure how long, but when the fragrance from the courtyard reached a peak, rumbling thunder suddenly echoed from the endless void above.
"It’s the Alchemy Tribulation!"
Outside the courtyard, the three were all startled and couldn’t help but stand up.
Because it indicated that Mo Wangchen was about to form the pill!
"Judging by the power of the Alchemy Tribulation, Mo Master is now crafting the Extre Cold Pill, and its grade is around Divine Rank two," said Zuo Yuansheng.
Since the Fire Calming Pill was Divine Rank seventh grade, if it truly triggered the Alchemy Tribulation, it would not be this simple in power; even the void within thousands of miles would be affected.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Thunder clouds churned, covering the entire sky above the Absolute Pill Pavilion.
Many disciples were first stunned, then understood quickly.
Being disciples of the Absolute Pill Pavilion, they often saw the appearance of Alchemy Tribulations in their daily life, which was nothing to be surprised about.
Soon, thunders descended, the Alchemy Tribulation showing a faint blue hue, releasing a chill that made the temperature of this void drop dramatically.
"Extinguish!"
Inside the courtyard, Mo Wangchen called out lightly, his perception surged upward.
With his current Alchemy Dao skill, facing this re Divine Rank two Alchemy Tribulation posed no difficulty at all.
Everything was under control; even before the Alchemy Tribulation fully descended, it was repelled by Mo Wangchen.
"Buzz..."
The void returned to calm again, the thunder clouds dissipating.
Mo Wangchen took out the successfully crafted Extre Cold Pill from the Pill Furnace, without further thought, he reentered the state, adding the Fire Calming Pill ingredients, refining with Alchemy Fire.
Compared to the Extre Cold Pill, crafting the Fire Calming Pill was far more challenging.
As it reached Divine Rank seventh grade, its crafting posed so difficulty even for Mo Wangchen.
Plus, this was his first ti crafting a pill of this rank.
The Absolute Pill Pavilion under the night was exceptionally quiet.
Many disciples had already fallen asleep, as their primary focus was on Alchemy Dao, unlike the disciples of martial arts sects who trained day and night.
Outside the courtyard, Zuo Yuansheng and the others still awaited without leaving.
Moreover, as ti passed, the three couldn’t help but grow sowhat anxious.
Especially Zuo Yuansheng and Chu Yang, who knew well that the success or failure in crafting the Fire Calming Pill related to the Old Pavilion Master’s life and death.
Ti slowly passed, until late at night, when fragrance wafted from the courtyard again.
Compared to the earlier Extre Cold Pill, the current fragrance was evidently several tis stronger.
The sky slowly turned bright.
In the blink of an eye, a night had passed.
Early the next day, the Bright Sun slowly rose, sunlight spilling across the land.
But the region within thousands of miles surrounding the Absolute Pill Pavilion was shrouded by a large mass of clouds, as if a storm was impending.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a thunderous roar sounded, waking the disciples still in slumber.
They looked up stunned, only to see that the entire Absolute Pill Pavilion and the thousands of miles around it had plunged into darkness.
In the sky, clouds churned, dense purple thunders intertwined, roaming like Thunder Dragons within.
"What is this?"
"An Alchemy Tribulation? How terrifying it is!"
"It hasn’t even descended yet, and I already feel like a great mountain is pressing down on my shoulders; this suppression... is too dreadful!"
The entire Absolute Pill Sect boiled over, countless disciples exclaid, aiming their gaze high.
Though they frequently dealt with pills and often witnessed Alchemy Tribulations descend.
Yet now, the Alchemy Tribulation brewing in the sky was far beyond their comprehension.
"Is this the Alchemy Tribulation caused by a Divine Rank seventh grade pill?"
Outside the courtyard, including Zuo Yuansheng, all involuntarily felt their hearts tremble.
Though he was the Lizhou Pill King, his Alchemy Dao skill wasn’t beyond Divine Rank sixth grade, and the highest-grade pill he crafted was rely Divine Rank sixth grade.
Now, witnessing the seventh-grade Alchemy Tribulation, the montum it created was unprecedented for Zuo Yuansheng.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The muffled thunder echoed clearly across the sky within thousands of miles.
Not only those within the Absolute Pill Pavilion, but all cultivators within this area sensed it and looked with stupefaction skyward.
"Seventh-grade Alchemy Tribulation..."
Wu Yongjie’s heart trembled; although he long suspected Mo Wangchen’s high Alchemy Dao skill, he never imagined the other could invoke a seventh-grade Alchemy Tribulation.
This ant that the pill Mo Wangchen was crafting had reached Divine Rank seventh grade!
Such skill, even Pill King Zuo Yuansheng, would admit inferiority, wouldn’t he?
No wonder, before Mo Wangchen, even Zuo Yuansheng had to call him Master.
At this mont, Wu Yongjie truly realized how fearso the person he accidentally offended in the auction hall was.
No exaggeration, a Divine Rank seventh-grade alchemist’s influence is infinite; not to ntion the insignificant Lingdan Sect, even ancient clans or sacred lands wouldn’t dare provoke such a being, would they?
"Congeal!"
In the courtyard, Mo Wangchen sat cross-legged, his gaze fixed high.
At the mont, his breathing had clearly grown sowhat rapid.
Crafting two pills consecutively, especially this seventh-grade Fire Calming Pill afterward, drained his perception intensely.
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