After entering the middle room on the second level of the circular space.
The entire room had a very simple setup. The tables and chairs had beco rotten after the ravages of ti, the air was suffused with a thick and stagnant odor, and the floor and walls were covered in layers of thick dust.
A fragnt of a dicine Cauldron, already cracked, was situated in the corner of the room.
Surveying the room’s surroundings, Ye Chenfeng seed to spot so characters carved on the wall.
He imdiately walked over to the wall, reached out to clear away the dust covering it, and saw that the wall was fully carved with densely packed characters. Upon closer examination, the wall recorded various experiences of alchemy, and the insights recorded on the wall were extrely profound, not sothing any ordinary alchemist could inscribe.
With Ye Chenfeng’s current level as a Seventh Rank alchemist, there were many parts of the experiences carved on the wall that he couldn’t understand. He was deeply captivated by these insights, his brows sotis knitted tightly, sotis relaxed, as he pondered the questions.
Old Bai Wu Fengxian said, "Little fellow, it seems that Old Hei’s and my conjecture were indeed correct; the alchemist experience inscribed on the wall is very succinct. At least a Supre Alchemist must have been imprisoned here."
"Every Supre Alchemist has different areas of expertise. You’ve already obtained my alchemy inheritance, so you can complent what you lack. First, morize all these insights inscribed on the wall in your mind."
Ye Chenfeng was extrely confident in his mory.
He spent an hour morizing all the experiences inscribed on the wall.
As he carefully savored these insights recorded in his mind, Ye Chenfeng felt increasingly enriched and walked over to the corner to the ruined dicine Cauldron.
Though the cauldron was damaged, it still retained the Profound aning of alchemy.
After all, this cauldron was once used by a Supre Alchemist. Ye Chenfeng removed the dust from the cauldron and pressed his hand against the dilapidated black dicine Cauldron. According to his feelings, when this cauldron was intact, it should only have been at the High-Grade Earth Cauldron level.
As he pressed his hand against the dilapidated black dicine Cauldron, and the Spiritual Energy within his body slightly circulated.
Ye Chenfeng’s expression suddenly changed; he felt as if his right hand was firmly absorbed by the black dicine Cauldron. An ancient voice resonated in Ye Chenfeng’s ears: "To be imprisoned in the sa room as , if you are an alchemist, I shall grant you a chance. Experience it well!"
The ancient voice quickly faded in Ye Chenfeng’s ear; this voice should be left by the Supre Alchemist once incarcerated here using a special technique.
As the voice abruptly ceased.
A tide-like wave of Profound aning surged into Ye Chenfeng’s mind. With tightly shut eyes, Ye Chenfeng felt as if he were in an Illusory Realm, with a dicine Cauldron placed before him, and, with the continuous flow of Profound aning, he began to refine elixirs in the Illusory Realm involuntarily.
A portion of the experiences previously morized began to be quickly comprehended by Ye Chenfeng, while he continued to manipulate the alchemy process. As ti progressed, thunderous light suddenly filled the sky, the entire sky was covered in thunderlight, and a rich aroma of elixir wafted from the dicine Cauldron in front of Ye Chenfeng.
The dicine Cauldron opened.
The elixirs inside were at least of the Eighth Grade level, and the heavenly phenona above were undoubtedly caused by the Eighth Grade elixirs.
Before the Heavenly Thunder struck, Ye Chenfeng awakened from the illusion.
Ye Chenfeng opened his eyes, his eyes revealing a hint of bewildernt; everything that happened felt as though he had personally experienced it, as if he had crafted an Eighth Grade elixir with his own hands.
Old Bai Wu Fengxian said, "Little fellow, we also sensed the scene when you entered the illusion just now."
"Everything in the illusion indistinguishable from reality; you can refine an Eighth Grade elixir in the illusion, so you can surely refine Eighth Grade elixirs in reality too. We can say you are now a genuine Eighth Grade Alchemist. This is the fortuitous opportunity left for you by the Supre Alchemist once imprisoned here."
"So evildoers have cruel natures, but their temperants can be very eccentric. Now that you have advanced from a Seventh Rank to an Eighth Grade Alchemist, and gained the Supre Alchemist’s lifelong experience combined with my teachings, in the future, your path to the Ninth Grade and Supre levels will be less circuitous and much easier."
Have I beco an Eighth Grade Alchemist in just a short while?
How long did it take Ye Chenfeng to advance to a Seventh Rank Alchemist before? This speed is like riding a rocket.
For most people to advance from a Seventh Rank Alchemist to an Eighth Grade Alchemist, it might take thousands or tens of thousands of years, or even a lifeti without reaching the Eighth Grade. The higher one progresses, the more difficult it becos to elevate the alchemy grade; otherwise, there wouldn’t be no Ninth Grade Alchemist in the current Tian Xuan Realm.
Calming his inner emotions, Ye Chenfeng accepted the fact that he had progressed to an Eighth Grade Alchemist.
As it was indeed as Old Bai and Old Hei inferred, what about other rooms? Now he was feeling a bit impatient.
After stepping out of the room where the Supre Alchemist was once confined.
Ye Chenfeng imdiately sensed the aura related to Artifact Refining, which he soon felt in a room on the extre left of the third level.
He imdiately stepped into the room on the far-left side of the third level.
The setup inside was still very minimal; this ti, the walls were not covered with inscriptions, but the corner of the room was piled with thick notebooks, all made from special materials that hadn’t completely decayed over ti.
Beside the pile of thick notebooks, there was a red Longsword, unfinished in refinent but imbued with the Profound aning of Artifact Refining.
Ye Chenfeng first flipped through the notebooks, which indeed recorded various Artifact Refining experiences, and according to Old Hei, a Supre Artifact Refiner was once imprisoned here.
Thus, Ye Chenfeng morized all the notes recorded in the notebooks in his mind.
Then, he grasped the unfinished red Longsword in his hand. Although the Supre Artifact Refiner who was once confined here hadn’t left any words, based on the residual Profound aning of Artifact Refining on the red Longsword, Ye Chenfeng involuntarily entered another illusion.
In the Illusory Realm, he continuously refined artifacts, everything felt imnsely real.
Eventually, in the Illusory Realm, he successfully refined a Middle Grade artifact.
Middle Grade artifacts can only be refined by an Eighth Grade Artifact Refiner, and when he awoke from the illusion, Old Hei Jiang Yuntian chuckled, "Little fellow, you are lucky. Now you can be considered an Eighth Grade Artifact Refiner; you can now refine Middle Grade artifacts at any ti."
In just a while.
Ye Chenfeng’s level in Artifact Refining had also elevated from Seventh Rank to Eighth Grade?
This speed is simply astonishing.
Old Bai Wu Fengxian and Old Hei Jiang Yuntian are used to such scenes, but inside, they still feel a bit unsettled.
Truly, Ye Chenfeng’s fortuitous opportunities are nurous and excellent; if they had encountered consecutive opportunities like Ye Chenfeng, perhaps in their day, they could have reached another summit.
Recollecting the essentials an Eighth Grade Artifact Refiner must master, everything in his mind flowed seamlessly, Ye Chenfeng couldn’t help but smile. Attending the Tian Xuan Festival was well worth it; otherwise, progressing from a Seventh Rank Alchemist and Seventh Rank Artifact Refiner to Eighth Grade would have taken much longer, even with Old Bai’s and Old Hei’s help, advancing to the Eighth Grade in such a short ti would have been unlikely.
Now both alchemy and Artifact Refining have reached the Eighth Grade, and so effortlessly, it’s simply incredibly fortunate.
Without hesitation, Ye Chenfeng stepped again into the room where the Supre Artifact Refiner was once held.
He carefully sensed it once more, and his smile grew even wider as he felt a talisman aura from the second-to-last room on the first level of the circular space; could it be that room once confined a Talisman Master?
Ye Chenfeng’s figure imdiately entered that room.
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