After returning to the Marquis of Suppressing Might's estate, things were peaceful enough. Lu Xiaotian had no other matters to attend to, and after the incident with so many Golden Core cultivators circling the estate, no one was spying on the area anymore.
Thinking of the lingering threat posed by the Misty Sword Qi in his body, Lu Xiaotian returned to his little courtyard and took out the Voidspace Swordstone. Sitting cross-legged, he raised a cloud of hazy mana from his palm. A moment later, a green flame leaped up—it was the Fanluo Spiritfire. With the Demon-Suppressing Tower inside him, he could summon the Fanluo Spiritfire at any time even without activating the tower. Its use was far more than simply fighting. Once refined, it would bring tremendous convenience to weapon forging and pill refinement alike. To alchemists and artificers, a flame as rare as the Fanluo Spiritfire was even more important than its value in battle.
Under Lu Xiaotian's control, a massive cluster of Fanluo Spiritfire wrapped the Voidspace Swordstone tightly and continuously roasted it. The burning lasted for several days and nights before the seemingly ordinary stone finally showed the slightest sign of softening. Lu Xiaotian's face was already covered in a fine layer of sweat. Refining the Voidspace Swordstone over several days, even with several other spirit materials assisting him, was no easier than fighting Dou Mad Tiger.
The Fanluo Spiritfire was nearly exhausted several times, forcing him to draw more power from within the Demon-Suppressing Tower. This was where the tower's function showed itself. No matter how formidable the Fanluo Spiritfire was, it could still be depleted. But after combining with the Silver-Leaf Buddhist Paulownia, the paulownia became a reservoir for the Fanluo Spiritfire. As long as Lu Xiaotian supplied the wood with sufficient mana, or