Nasir was in a great mood. He humd a tune as he slowly walked into the elevator, ready to find soone to brag to about the alchemy genius he had discovered.
He had spent more than ten years breaking through the transcendent level and was already considered highly talented. He wondered when Fang Heng would achieve his breakthrough.
An Qian glanced at the door of the alchemy cultivation room and still felt sowhat puzzled.
Wasn’t Mr. Fang Heng a lee-type professional?
A lee-type professional studying alchemy?
That was indeed a very rare combination.
Separated by a single wall, inside the large training ground, Fang Heng spent another two hours resetting the alchemy magic array and once again injected his ntal strength to activate it.
The alchemy magic array slowly started up, glowing faintly with a pale green light.
Fang Heng maintained the operation of the alchemy magic array at an extrely slow pace, while releasing his perception to observe the entire process.
"Boom!!!"
With a loud explosion, the alchemy magic array failed to run even a third of the way before it suddenly shattered in front of Fang Heng with a violent burst.
The magic array embedded in the training hall automatically activated in response to the blast, absorbing all the energy ripples released by the explosion.
Hmm?
It exploded?
The explosion posed no harm to Fang Heng, but it did surprise him a little.
Strange.
Fang Heng muttered to himself and simply sat down on the floor, stroking his chin, recalling the process of setting up the magic array and thinking about the reason for the explosion.
He had already used the omniscient eye to examine it beforehand—there was nothing wrong with the alchemy magic array itself.
Then the problem must lie in the design.
It was a matter of how he positioned external energies.
Simply put: accuracy.
His sense of how much external elental energy existed was just a general feeling.
For example, if he perceived the external energy’s activity level to be around 800, he would set the magic array’s calibration to around the sa.
But he wasn’t sure of the exact number, maybe sowhere between 750 and 850.
That level of approximation was too vague.
When an imprecise estimate t an imprecise calibration, the error beca too large, causing the entire magic array to collapse under the influence of the laws.
In reality, to complete a successful modification of the magic array, he needed much higher accuracy.
At the very least, it needed to be accurate to two decimal places.
The solution was simple.
Grind it out!
With the omniscient eye and his high perception attribute, he could sense the change in the array each ti it collapsed and determine whether the energy input had been too much or too little.
From there, it was a matter of trial and error—if the dough was too dry, add water; if the dough was too wet, add flour—until he found the exact balance.
Having figured out the problem, Fang Heng imdiately opened his eyes and started redrawing the magic array on the floor.
Then continue!
Grind!
...
Several days later.
Once the alchemy magic array was finally complete again, a sharp glint appeared in Fang Heng’s eyes. He placed both hands on the array.
"Buzz..."
The magic array began to operate slowly, emitting a faint glow.
It ran for a full five minutes and was still flowing steadily at the center of the hall.
Success!
Lines of ga hints imdiately flashed across Fang Heng’s retina.
[Hint: The player has completed the creation of a law-based magic array.]
[Hint: The player has completed the mission-Alchemy Advancent (Transcendent Level).]
Whoosh!
In Fang Heng’s right eye, the magic array spun rapidly, and the scenes of his endless days and nights of cultivation played back in his mind like a movie, deepening his understanding of law-based alchemy arrays.
Monts later, Fang Heng opened his eyes again and stood up from his ditative position.
It might have seed like he had just gotten lucky with completing a law magic array once.
But with the ga’s help, his sensitivity to the laws of external energies had beco incredibly refined.
If his perception precision used to be "1", now it had increased over a hundredfold—he could now reach a level of 0.001.
That kind of improvent couldn’t be achieved overnight; it was worth over a decade of painstaking cultivation!
Fang Heng raised his hand and once again drew a small, simplified law magic array on the floor.
Monts later, the alchemy magic array was complete.
Fang Heng pressed his hand against the array’s pattern.
"Buzz...!"
The magic array operated successfully.
Another success!
Fang Heng gently clenched his fist, committing that sensation to mory.
The environntal law ripples in the Alchemy Society’s training ground were extrely well-suppressed and balanced. It was basically a super simplified version of a training space specifically designed by the Alchemy Society for learning to construct law-based magic arrays.
After advancing to the transcendent level, he could now continue building rule-based arrays even outside this place—the difference was that it would take more ti and have a lower success rate.
Besides that, although there was no detailed skill description for transcendent-level alchemy, Fang Heng could feel that both his perception and spiritual attributes had increased.
As for combat strength, alchemy didn’t offer much direct application.
However...
With his growing understanding of the laws, Fang Heng realized he could now use law-based alchemy arrays to construct an environnt suitable for cultivation!
For him, it was just a matter of invoking a law-based alchemy array to boost the activity of natural energy in an area. That would significantly increase the speed at which he could absorb natural energy!
Natural science!
What he lacked now was a related blueprint for a natural science law-based alchemy array.
After all, Nasir had only given him a simple practice blueprint for the fire elent law-based alchemy array.
Library?
The Alchemy Society had many blueprints in its collection. Since this was one of their branches, it should have a library.
Fang Heng was already eager to begin.
Thinking further, the sealing alchemy array in the basent could probably also be strengthened a little more.
Right, he might even find books about the Black Fog in the library!
As he considered this, Fang Heng pushed open the room’s door and saw An Qian standing in the hallway outside.
"Mr. Fang Heng."
In the hallway outside the training hall, An Qian had been waiting for Fang Heng to finish his seclusion. Seeing him finally erge, she was briefly surprised. "You’ve co out?"
"Yes. Thank you, have you been waiting here all along?"
"Yes. I wait here during the day—soone else takes over at night."
Fang Heng asked, "How long have I been in seclusion?"
"Exactly one week."
"Really? It’s been that long..."
Fang Heng furrowed his brows.
The Black Fog in the basent should also be nearing its limit by now.
He had to find a way to deal with it quickly.
Fang Heng glanced at An Qian out of the corner of his eye.
Judging from her expression, it seed the lightning trap in the basent hadn’t triggered yet.
"Mr. Fang Heng? You seem preoccupied."
"It’s nothing. I rember there’s still one competition left this month..."
"No problem. Since your academic level breakthrough was at a critical stage, I already submitted a postponent request on your behalf. Your results in the first two rounds were excellent, and the Noel Clan approved the delay. You only need to win the remaining ten matches within the next quarter."
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