Alchemy chamber.
Yang Chan was trying his hand at alchemy.
He had not refined pills for a year and a half, yet the process still flowed like drifting clouds and running water, utterly unaffected.
In fact, this journey had brought Yang Chan even greater gains.
His analysis of the medicinal properties of different spiritual herbs, the transformation of his heart and mind, and more had all given Yang Chan much to gain, while also granting him new insights into alchemy.
There were also subtle changes in his current pill-refining process compared to before.
Princess Lanyue felt them most clearly as she watched Yang Chan's movements, because she was the one who had watched him refine pills the most.
Naturally, she understood the changes in Yang Chan's alchemy better than anyone.
If Yang Chan's previous alchemy had given her a sense of beauty and rhythm, then his current refining process felt plain, as though everything simply flowed like drifting clouds and running water, as though it was only natural for things to be this way.
The feeling was strange, yet it also felt as though alchemy should have been like this from the start.
It made Princess Lanyue think of a phrase: returning to simplicity and truth.
At first, one knew nothing. Then one gradually came to know everything. In the end, one returned to the ordinary, appearing utterly unremarkable.
That was the feeling Yang Chan gave her now.
In Princess Lanyue's eyes, Yang Chan had always been a genius with extraordinarily formidable alchemy skills. His abilities would only continue to improve, and this change in him certainly did not mean his alchemy had declined—it meant he had improved once more.
It was only that she still could not understand the mysteries within it.
Yang Chan controlled the earthfire as he