Early the next morning.
The first ray of sunlight spilled through the window onto Lin Shisan's face.
He had not slept all night.
The purple pattern on the Biluō Purple Cauldron had flashed for only a moment before disappearing.
But Lin Shisan's heart had never settled down again.
On closer inspection, it actually bore some resemblance to the light that occasionally flashed within the Taiji Wheel in his Dantian.
Was it coincidence, or an illusion?
After a quick wash, he lit incense and candles and paid his respects to his father.
He took an evolved apple from the Little Black Cauldron and ate it as he walked toward Feng Xian'er's courtyard.
Today was the third test, and also the final hurdle-the Alchemy Test.
Whether he could truly enter the Danyang Sect and obtain information about the Nine Yang Cauldron all depended on today's results.
"Dark-skinned boy, you're up early."
Feng Xian'er had already changed.
Today, she wore a pale purple robe. She looked a little less languid and alluring, and a little more like an immortal sage.
Yet her phoenix eyes still regarded Lin Shisan with a hint of amusement, and she seemingly straightened her full, firm chest on purpose.
"Good morning, Master."
Lin Shisan lowered his head and bowed respectfully.
"Enough. Don't bother with all these empty formalities."
Feng Xian'er waved her sleeve.
Another steaming bowl of Deer Whip Soup appeared on the table. "Hurry up and drink it while it's hot."
The corner of Lin Shisan's mouth twitched. Deer Whip Soup again.
Just how many deer whips had his beautiful master stockpiled?
This time, however, he did not hesitate. He picked it up and drained it in one gulp.
A warm current immediately surged through his Dantian.
The spiritual energy he had expended yesterday was actually recovering at