Han Yu's fla was beyond the imagination of the alchemists who had seen countless kinds of fire in their lifetis.
Even the Blood Fla they had heard so much about from legends and records seed different from what they were witnessing now. This fla was not rely violent or domineering. It was refined, deep, and strangely obedient, moving exactly as Han Yu willed it to, as though it were an extension of his own thoughts.
"The Blood Flas are this strong?" one of the alchemists muttered, his voice low and filled with disbelief as he stared at the cauldron.
"Isn't it supposed to be violent and uncontrollable? How is the honored disciple's fla so ta?" another whispered, his eyes wide.
They could not understand it at all. In truth, even Han Yu himself did not fully understand it yet.
'That liquid fla I absorbed… it is showing more effects as ti goes by. At first, it only granted fla affinity, but now it is even changing the nature of my flas themselves.' Han Yu knew that part of this control ca from the Dancing Fla Arts, but he was certain there was sothing deeper at work.
And that sothing could only be the mysterious Liquid Fla.
Hummmm.
Han Yu placed his hands on both sides of the cauldron. The carved runes on its surface lit up instantly. Instead of their usual orange or yellow glow, they shone with a deep blood red light, as though they were responding directly to his Blood Fla.
He carefully tested the cauldron's ability to disperse and retain heat, adjusting the fla little by little until the internal temperature stabilized at exactly the level required by the scroll.
"Everything seems as optimal as it can be now," Han Yu said calmly. "We can begin."
"Everyone to your stations!" Fatui Zhuwen shouted loudly.
"Yes!" The alchemists and formation masters quickly moved into position, each taking their assigned place around the chamber.
The formation masters were just as important as the alchemists.
They had to constantly adjust the arrays around the chamber, fine tuning temperature, pressure, spirit qi flow, and elental balance every single minute. If anything went wrong, these arrays were also the final line of defense to keep the entire clan from being destroyed in a catastrophic explosion.
Once everyone was ready, Han Yu slowly raised the heat of the cauldron and held it steady for a full minute, letting both the tal and the runes fully adapt to the new temperature.
"The first ingredient. Prepare the base blood," he ordered.
"Three hundred liters of base blood as the solvent!" Fatui Zhuwen repeated loudly.
Two alchemists carried several large vats of processed beast blood and poured them into the cauldron one by one. This blood was not special. It was simply refined beast blood, commonly used as a solvent in many alchemical recipes.
It was very different from Living Blood, which required strict conditions and specific sources. This was only a foundation, a dium into which all other ingredients would later be introduced.
Once all the blood was inside, Han Yu slightly increased the intensity of his Blood Fla and began purifying it. Dark impurities rose to the surface and evaporated, while the blood slowly thickened and beca more concentrated.
Bubble. Bubble. Bubble.
The cauldron boiled steadily as the blood reduced. When it finally reached two thirds of its original volu, Han Yu spoke again.
"Add the supportive herbs."
These herbs were not listed in the original scroll.
They had been selected by Han Yu and the Fatui Clan as supplentary stabilizers. Since the ancient recipe was incomplete, they had searched carefully for herbs that could moderate violent reactions and reinforce compatibility between the main ingredients.
This stage was extrely delicate. Han Yu had to refine each herb separately, controlling their essence carefully before introducing them. This process alone took nearly five hours.
Every breath in the room was held in silence.
They had prepared several backup sets of these herbs, but everyone hoped none of them would be needed. At least mistakes were still acceptable at this stage. Once they reached the main ingredients, there would be no second chance.
Han Yu used precise control to divide the refined base blood into multiple rotating vortexes within the cauldron. Each vortex spun at a different speed and temperature. Into each one, he placed different herbs according to their properties.
So herbs required gentle heat. Others demanded intense flas. So had to be dissolved slowly, while others needed to be burned until only pure essence remained.
Only when all of them reached perfect balance would they be allowed to rge again.
Finally, the mont ca.
"Prepare the Heart Marrow," Han Yu said.
The alchemists opened a small porcelain jar containing less than a hundred milliliters of thick, viscous liquid. It looked like blood, but with a faint yellow glow swirling within.
This was the Heart Marrow of a Nascent Soul realm beast.
It carried terrifying vitality and fierce Yang energy.
As soon as it touched the cauldron, it reacted violently.
Sizzle
The cauldron roared as dark red mist erupted upward.
"Activate the exhaust array!" Han Yu shouted.
Whoosh
The formation masters activated the array instantly, drawing the poisonous mist through hidden vents and sealing it away.
Even a single breath of that mist could make ordinary cultivators lose control of their blood and rupture from within.
"The Heart Marrow is extrely violent," Han Yu thought. "The records were not exaggerating."
He increased the intensity of his Blood Fla and wrapped it around the Heart Marrow, forcing it to accept his control. Because Blood Fla shared blood attributes, the marrow resisted less than expected.
Even so, it took six full hours before the violent energy finally cald and rged smoothly with the refined base.
"Formation masters, activate the Frost Dulling Array," Han Yu said.
The temperature in the chamber shifted instantly. The array suppressed cold energy in the air, but this also caused the internal heat to grow even more intense.
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