Alchemy Chamber, directly above the Beast Head.
The faintly golden fireball burned fiercely. At its center, a crimson pearl slowly rotated, and beside it, a gray-faced youth controlled the flames with a grave expression.
In the blink of an eye, it was already the forty-ninth day. Ever since he had finished taking the Essence Vitality Powder, Lin Xuan had been bitterly holding on with nothing but his own magic power. These dozen-odd days could not exactly be called days passing like years, but they had truly been miserable to the extreme.
Especially this morning, Lin Xuan felt that he had already reached his limit. If he kept forcing himself, not only would there be no hope of successfully tempering the magic treasure, his own cultivation realm would undoubtedly regress as well.
"Looks like man proposes, but Heaven disposes."
Lin Xuan sighed and was just about to give up. This time, it was not that he had not worked hard, but that his luck had been a little poor. Yet right at that moment, the Mystic Fire Divine Pearl suddenly began to spin, and it radiated an extraordinarily dazzling brilliance.
Seeing this strange sight, Lin Xuan was overjoyed. This was clearly the omen that the magic treasure's tempering was about to be completed.
So he mustered his last courage. The true essence in his body circulated, and like squeezing water from a sponge, he mobilized even the final bit of vital energy in his body, forming a tiny ball of light the size of a thumb.
Then Lin Xuan carefully sent this ball of light into the Mystic Fire Divine Pearl, and afterward continued to spit out Innate True Fire to temper it.
Another full day passed.
A short six hours, but to Lin Xuan, they were unbearable to the extreme.