"Eh!" Grandma Ma Jiu, walking ahead, stopped and turned around. "Most people call it a 'fire dragon,' but few know it's called volcanic magma. Seems you know a thing or two—how did you know what this was?" Yan Zixia gave him a meaningful look.
Yue Qianchou shook his head with a bitter smile. "It's nothing. I just heard someone mention it before." Grandma Ma Jiu gave an "Mm" and continued onward.
This was his first time walking over volcanic magma. The feeling seemed like something he had seen in a movie scene. Then it struck him that the rocks atop the Alchemy Pavilion were the same color as the rocks outside, and the mountain was scorching hot. There was no need to say more—the Alchemy Pavilion had definitely been built atop a volcanic crater. If he was not mistaken, this so-called Fu Xian Island was likely nothing more than a volcanic island.
The thought gave him a fright. Damn! Volcanoes were no joke, and this era had no scientific warning systems. If it erupted, everyone would be finished. The magma below looked fairly calm, clearly lacking the energy for an eruption, but such things were impossible to predict. Once he succeeded in Foundation Establishment, he had better leave as soon as possible. Otherwise, one day the volcano might blast him straight into the sky, and that would be one hell of a joke.
At the end of the stone bridge stood a stone chamber. It was spacious, and the chisel marks on the surrounding walls showed that it had been excavated by hand. In the center was a huge pit sunken into the ground. At its bottom stood a large bronze furnace, roughly a person's height. Blue smoke curled from its lid, carrying the fragrance of pills. A faint glow