Even though all these pills had come from his own hands, Tang Yan still felt this ability was far too heaven-defying.
He alone was comparable to an entire pill production line.
Gathering his thoughts, Tang Yan was about to head downstairs when the Heaven-Earth Creation Cauldron suddenly trembled, and a stream of pure Spirit Power spilled out around its lid.
His wonderfully filial son had come to repay him!
Wild with joy, Tang Yan sat back down on the cushion and resumed cultivating.
As long as the Spiritual Qi was abundant enough, the Heaven-Earth Creation Cauldron could rapidly build up his strength within a major realm. This time was no exception.
First Grade of Lord Rank, second grade, third grade...
Only when he reached the sixth grade of Lord Rank did it finally stop.
Feeling the explosive power within him, Tang Yan brimmed with heroic spirit, as though there was nowhere in this vast world he could not go.
But remembering that he was only at Lord Rank, he quickly calmed down.
Arrogance was sure to invite disaster. He could not let his head swell.
Letting out a long breath of stale air, Tang Yan headed out, casually pressing the button on the door before going down to wait on the first floor.
The main door soon opened, and a guard bowed respectfully to Tang Yan. "Faction Leader Tang, the sect master instructed me to take you to see him when you came out, if you had no other arrangements. Would that be convenient?"
"Please lead the way," Tang Yan said politely.
In a reception room, Tang Yan met Zhuang Zhile and a middle-aged man.
The man was thin and gave off an aloof, solitary air. His exact strength was impossible to discern.
"Faction Leader Tang, this is my good