Spirit-Forging Divine Lord, the Heights of the Dao of Alchemy (Two-in-One, Asking for Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)

The crimson blazing sun hung high in the sky, wantonly scorching the earth.

The golden Golden Light Bamboo shone even more brilliantly beneath that blazing sun, dazzling to the eye.

And at this moment, in the pavilion beside the Golden Light Bamboo, another great sun floated in the air, wrapped in flames.

Beside this "great sun," Ye Jingcheng wore a Daoist robe, his brows tightly furrowed as he continuously formed spirit arts.

This great sun was none other than the Great Sun Golden Smoke Furnace.

And beside him, the Crimson Flame Fox also followed Ye Jingcheng's will, continuously controlling the spirit fire.

The next moment, with a clear chime, wisps of golden smoke rose, slowly drifting toward the high sky.

At the same time, the furnace lid flew up.

Golden light scattered, revealing two pale-gold spirit pills.

They were precisely the Thousand-Moon Spirit-Congealing Pills.

"Not bad at all." Ye Jingcheng was incomparably satisfied.

Although these two sixth-rank spirit pills had no pill patterns, their spirit fragrance was abundant.

As for the Spirit-Nurturing secret art, Ye Jingcheng had not used it.

After all, the Spirit-Nurturing secret art nurtured the spirit patterns he himself had mastered. Those spirit patterns did indeed have some effect on first- to fifth-rank spirit pills, but for sixth-rank spirit pills, their effect was mediocre.

Because these sixth-rank spirit pills, even without anything being activated, could slowly absorb spiritual energy on their own, preserving the pills' spirituality and medicinal nature.

As soon as the spirit pills were completed, a massive head poked out from the distant lake. Its ferocious horns had become even more twisted, and its white, gleaming scales were richer in spiritual luster.

It opened its huge, chilling maw, revealing its fangs.

"It's not your Jade Scale Pill yet." Ye Jingcheng put the pills away and