Xiao Yan Became an Alchemist! Yun Yun's Fury!

A faint flame flickered inside the cave.

After Xiao Yan broke through to the Dou Zhe realm, Yao Chen began teaching him Alchemy.

Looking at the three medicinal ingredients neatly arranged before Xiao Yan, Yao Lao nodded slightly and said softly, "The materials have been refined. Now, fuse their medicinal essences together. This is the most important step in refining medicine."

Xiao Yan took a deep breath and nodded solemnly. With practiced movements, he tossed the pure white powder into the Medicine Cauldron and heated it over a gentle flame for ten minutes or so. Once the powder began to turn slightly red, he swiftly poured in the poppy flower liquid.

The moment the liquid entered the Medicine Cauldron, it enveloped the pure white powder. After bubbling briefly in the flames, the two gradually fused into a pale red, viscous liquid.

He strained his spiritual perception to control the temperature of the flames, slowly heating the pale red liquid.

Under the constant heat, the viscous liquid gradually turned into a dark red paste.

Staring fixedly through the transparent viewing window at the dark red paste inside the Medicine Cauldron, Xiao Yan hesitated briefly before tossing in the tiny black granules of vitality fruit.

The tiny black granules entered the Medicine Cauldron, but nothing changed. The mass of small particles bounced about in the flames, stubbornly refusing to merge into the dark red paste as he wanted.

"Different materials have different resistance to heat, so you must learn to control the temperature of the flames at any point inside the cauldron at will. Where a low temperature is needed, suppress the flames. Where a high temperature is needed, release that suppression and raise the temperature..."

Watching Xiao Yan sweat profusely with anxiety, Yao Lao spoke calmly.

Licking his dry lips, Xiao Yan nodded and hurriedly split off a strand of spiritual perception, working hard to make the flames beneath the tiny granules slowly grow hotter.

Poof...

As his spiritual perception released its suppression of the temperature, a tongue of uncontrolled flame suddenly surged up. In mere moments, it burned nearly half the black granules to ash. Frightened into a cold sweat, Xiao Yan hurriedly suppressed it with all his might.

His spiritual perception had to maintain the temperature of the flames on one side while raising it on the other. This demand to divide his attention between two tasks gave Xiao Yan a terrible headache.

After several close calls, however, Xiao Yan finally calmed down amid his frantic fumbling. Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, he let out a deep breath and poured all the little Dou Qi remaining in his body into the Fire Port.

Inside the Medicine Cauldron, the tiny black granules finally succumbed to the rising temperature and burst apart. Little clouds of pitch-black powder slowly drifted into the pale red paste, staining it an even deeper shade...

When the last cloud of black powder drifted into the paste, Xiao Yan let out a long sigh of relief and slowly withdrew his palm from the Fire Port. As he pulled his hand away, the flames inside the Medicine Cauldron gradually died out.

Watching Xiao Yan pant for breath, Yao Lao smiled faintly and waved his hand. The Medicine Cauldron's lid flew off and fell aside. With a beckoning motion of his right hand, the large mass of deep red paste flew out of the cauldron and hovered in midair inside the cave.

Glancing at the deep red paste and its rich medicinal scent, Yao Lao made cutting motions through the air with his palm. As his hand moved, the constantly flowing paste was divided into at least a hundred tiny portions.

Taking the Storage Ring from Xiao Yan with one hand, Yao Lao flicked a finger, and over a hundred small jade bottles instantly filled the cramped cave.

Once the jade bottles were arranged, Yao Lao casually waved his hand, and the portions of paste suspended in midair fell precisely into them.

Picking up a jade bottle, Yao Lao smiled and handed it to Xiao Yan, teasing him with a grin. "Congratulations! Your first attempt at refining medicine was a success!"

Xiao Yan eagerly accepted the jade bottle. Looking at the deep red medicinal liquid inside, which was not particularly pure in color, he could not stop a surge of excitement and pride from rising in his heart.

"Hehe, from now on, I count as an alchemist too!"

The Misty Cloud Sect.

The Main Hall on the Main Peak.

"What did you say? Steward Ge Ye and Elder Zhao both died in Wutan City?"

Suddenly, Yun Yun's voice rang through the Main Hall, filled with fury.

Only moments earlier, news of what had happened in Wutan City had finally reached Yun Yun.

Upon learning of Ge Ye's and Zhao Yuan's deaths, Yun Yun froze briefly before her expression turned utterly dark.

Someone in the Jia Ma Empire had actually dared to kill members of her Misty Cloud Sect.

What outrageous gall!

Beside her, Nalan Yanran turned somewhat pale with shock at the news.

She had been on good terms with Steward Ge Ye. His sudden death was difficult for her to accept.

With a dark expression, Yun Yun stared coldly at the steward who had come to report the news in the hall. "Who did this?"

Sensing Yun Yun's anger, the steward hurriedly replied, "Xiao Zhan of the Xiao Clan."

"What? Impossible!"

Before Yun Yun could respond to the steward's words, Nalan Yanran could not help crying out, "Xiao Zhan is only a Da Dou Shi! With his strength, how could he possibly be a match for Elder Zhao? He was a Dou Wang expert!"

Yun Yun was also puzzled. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly as she asked, "Are you certain this information is accurate?"

The Xiao Clan was merely a small clan in a remote little city. How could it have someone at the Dou Wang realm?

"Sect Master, it is absolutely true. Xiao Zhan killed Elder Zhao and Steward Ge Ye in front of everyone present."

At this point, a trace of anger appeared on the steward's face. "That Xiao Zhan is far too arrogant. Not only did he kill Steward Ge Ye and Elder Zhao, he even hung their bodies above the city gates. He has no regard whatsoever for our Misty Cloud Sect."

"Please avenge Steward Ge Ye and Elder Zhao, Sect Master!"

With indignation in his voice, the steward pleaded with Yun Yun.

"What?"

"How dare that Xiao Zhan!"

"A mere Xiao Clan actually dares to insult my Misty Cloud Sect like this!"

Xiao Zhan's actions had thoroughly enraged Yun Yun. Fury showed on her exquisitely beautiful face, and her expression was exceedingly dark.

She had always placed great importance on the Misty Cloud Sect's reputation. What Xiao Zhan had done was nothing short of openly defying the sect. As its Sect Master, she naturally could not tolerate it.

"Teacher, you must avenge Steward Ge Ye and Elder Zhao!"

Nalan Yanran's face was also filled with indignation. Not only had the Xiao Clan repudiated her, it had also killed senior members of the Misty Cloud Sect. As the sect's Young Sect Master, she was naturally furious as well.

"Summon all the elders immediately. I will personally pay the Xiao Clan a visit. Let me see just what this Xiao Zhan is capable of!" Yun Yun said, her expression icy.