A secret talk beneath the moon: An Yi sorts his spoils, and the Blood Demon Cauldron sees daylight again

Xun'er slipped quietly into the room and sat in the chair beside An Yi. Her gaze fell on the dark red medicine cauldron on the floor, and surprise flickered across her face. "Is that... the Blood Demon Cauldron?"

An Yi paused. "You recognize it?"

Xun'er nodded and explained softly, "I've heard of it. Although the Blood Demon Cauldron can't compare to the legendary divine cauldrons on the Heavenly Cauldron Ranking, it's definitely among the finest eighth-rank medicine cauldrons. Where did you get it?"

An Yi pointed at the cauldron on the floor. "I found it in a secret chamber in the Blood Sect. When I first found it, though, it reeked of blood, and there was even dried blood at the bottom. If I hadn't burned it inside and out, I'd have thought it was some ritual tool the Blood Sect used to practice sinister sorcery."

Xun'er looked at the medicine cauldron and said gently, "The Blood Demon Cauldron is rather unusual. It was originally forged by a master smith who cultivated Blood Dou Qi. At first, it wasn't really a proper medicine cauldron at all, but a tool he used to assist his own cultivation."

"Later, an alchemist who possessed Heavenly Flames happened to acquire it. He refined and reforged it, turning it into the Blood Demon Cauldron we know today."

Xun'er paused before continuing, "But the Blood Demon Cauldron's blood aura is so strong that ordinary alchemists simply can't use it to refine pills. That violent aura severely affects the medicinal properties, and can even cause the pill to fail to form, leaving a worthless pill. Only alchemists with Heavenly Flames can forcibly suppress the blood aura inside it through the overwhelming power of their flames."

"But how rare are alchemists who possess Heavenly Flames? Gradually, because