Time flew by. Half a year had quietly passed since Mo Lin became a Dou Emperor and the Artifact Refining Sect shook the continent with its might.
Over these six months, Mo Lin's life had been exceptionally colorful. Aside from spending time with his beautiful wives, teaching his daughter, discussing the Great Dao with Teacher Electrolux, and handling essential sect affairs, his greatest pleasure was "tinkering" with all kinds of strange pills in the Pill Room.
Yes, tinkering.
For someone who had long since stood at the pinnacle of this world, pill refining had already transcended its purpose of increasing strength or obtaining resources. It was more like an advanced hobby and scientific research.
Ordinary alchemists pursued pill completion rates, pill quality, and stable medicinal effects. What Mo Lin pursued was novelty, fun, and unknown possibilities.
Whenever inspiration struck, he would burrow into the Pill Room and take out all manner of bizarre ingredients. They were not necessarily medicinal herbs—perhaps powder from some rare ore, the essence blood of a powerful magical beast, a wisp of Child Flame from a Heavenly Flame, or even magical materials he had begged from Electrolux that contained fragments of special laws... Then, relying on the terrifying deductive ability of his Emperor Realm Soul and the all-encompassing nature of the Yin Yang Dao Fire, he began his journey of "innovation."
As a result, the Artifact Refining Sect's Pill Room often produced rather abnormal noises. Sometimes there was a refreshing fragrance, sometimes a nauseating stench; sometimes brilliant rays of light filled the air, sometimes black mist curled about. There would even occasionally be small explosions and spatial fluctuations—that was caused by imbalanced pill energy.
Mo Lin's "works" came in all varieties, ranging from fifth-tier to eighth-tier, and their effects were... difficult to describe in a single