Half a quarter-hour later, Lu Qingyang and more than twenty others appeared before a palace built from piled red jade. The plaque above the entrance bore the three words: "Mystic Fire Hall."
Green Toad Island possessed Earth Lung Fire. The market's administrators had built the Mystic Fire Hall above it for cultivators to refine pills and artifacts.
Their arrival drew the attention of quite a few cultivators. So many pill refiners gathering together—what were they planning?
Lu Qingyang easily rented a superior pill-refining chamber. It spanned a thousand zhang, and its stone walls were inscribed with dense fire-element array patterns. Each of the left and right walls bore two tiny red wyrm heads, their open mouths aimed toward the center.
In the lower-left corner of the pill-refining chamber stood a silver array more than thirty zhang wide. Countless profound runes were carved across its surface. This was a Soundproofing Array, meant to keep outsiders from disturbing the pill refiners while they refined pills, while also making it convenient for other cultivators to watch.
Since it was a pill-refining competition, naturally there had to be spectators to prevent cheating.
"You all watch from the side. I'll go first!"
Jin Yunxin suggested, and no one objected.
Lu Qingyang and the others headed into the Soundproofing Array. Lu Qingyang struck it with a hand seal, and the runes on the array's surface immediately blazed with light. A pale silver light screen then emerged, enclosing Han Changming and the others.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, Fairy Mu, do you often compete in pill refinement?"
Han Changming's face was full of curiosity.
Lu Qingyang nodded. "More or less. No matter how well you talk about theory, it still has to be put into practice. Knowledge and action must become one."
"In past pill-refining competitions, Fellow Daoist Lu