The Nine Revolutions Yang Restoration Pill

At that moment, the spectators gathered around the square rose to their feet one after another, staring in shock in one direction.

A group of elders from the Alchemists' Guild, who usually kept a low profile, had all come today.

It looked like something major was about to happen.

That was what everyone was thinking.

Just then, Ancestor Danyang gave a slight wave of his hand, sending Chen Yue, who was kneeling in thanks, and Lin Teng, who had just won the match, off the platform.

Then, under the crowd's startled and bewildered gazes, Ancestor Danyang walked to the center of the platform.

"Who is that?"

"Huh? Doesn't that pill furnace belong to Elder Yan Rong?"

"Why have I never seen him before?"

The crowd whispered among themselves as they watched Ancestor Danyang prepare to refine a pill without a word, all of them bewildered.

"Elder, what's going on?"

Someone asked the elders.

The answer they received shocked them for ten thousand years.

Senior Danyang was actually going to refine a ninth-grade pill!

"Heavens, a ninth-grade pill!"

"Has he gone mad, or have I?"

"No, I have to get word of this back at once."

Several alchemists hurriedly sent word back to their respective factions.

In no time at all, countless people came upon hearing the news, surrounding the entire alchemy square so tightly that not even water could get through.

In the void, several powerful presences were observing in secret.

Seeing this reaction, Lu Qingshan smiled faintly and moved to a slightly conspicuous spot. He said calmly, "Everyone, I am Lu Qingshan. That is my Lu Clan's ancestor. We come from Qingzhou, and we hope for your guidance."

Qingzhou?

The Lu Clan?

Everyone present was puzzled. Many still believed the Azure Feather Dynasty was the only power in Qingzhou.

Some knew a little more and were aware that the Azure Feather Dynasty had already fallen.

But they still knew nothing about the Lu Clan.

In the void, several hidden presences were communicating in secret.

"The Lu Clan's patriarch has Saint Realm cultivation. Although he only recently advanced to the Saint Realm, his presence is quite stable."

"The Saint Realm is nothing. What truly matters is that alchemist ancestor of the Lu Clan. If he really is a ninth-grade alchemist, that would be truly terrifying."

"Do you still remember the Lu Clan of Central Province from a hundred thousand years ago?"

Someone suddenly brought it up.

After a moment's silence, someone said, "Of course. That Lu Clan was quite powerful too. Its leader back then, Sage Tianyan, was an exceptional talent. Unfortunately, he was targeted by the Heavenly Dao and ultimately failed to break through the shackles of the Sage King Realm. Once he fell, the Lu Clan could no longer hold on, and it was wiped out not long afterward."

"Then do you think there's a connection between the two Lu Clans?"

The void fell silent once more.

They tried to use Dao-divination methods to deduce something, but they could discern nothing at all.

For a moment, they all realized that something was amiss with this Lu Clan.

Meanwhile, in the Alchemists' Guild square.

Ancestor Danyang had gradually settled into a state of pill refinement. He effortlessly refined countless materials and added them to the pill furnace one by one. His practiced technique made the eyes of the alchemists present shine with golden light.

Several elders of the Alchemists' Guild were also swiftly won over.

The skill Ancestor Danyang had displayed so far was already enough to make them decide that, even if he failed, they would say nothing against him and would sincerely invite him to join their Alchemists' Guild.

Meanwhile, Lu Qingshan was surrounded by people from the major factions of Central Province.

They showered him with flattery, making it clear in every word that they wanted to befriend the Lu Clan. Most importantly, they wanted a chance to have Ancestor Danyang refine pills for them.

Lu Qingshan neither agreed nor refused. He simply kept changing the subject, a warm smile always on his face.

This left the people around him feeling helpless, but they could only keep smiling.

Hehe, it looks like the plan is going very smoothly.

With the help of this stir, and Ancestor Danyang's reputation as a ninth-grade alchemist, the Lu Clan gaining a firm foothold in Central Province is already a nail hammered into the board.

Lu Qingshan was very pleased with how things had gone this time.

He then turned his gaze to the platform. Ancestor Danyang was still hard at work refining the pill, his movements flowing like clouds and water as he displayed the bearing of a ninth-grade alchemist!

By now, quite a few people had learned Ancestor Danyang's name, and all of them were deeply shaken.

"This man calls himself Danyang. Could he be trying to recreate the alchemy of that Ancestor Danyang from long ago?"

"Do you mean the Scarlet Yang Alchemy Method, which was lost long ago?"

"I heard that when Ancestor Danyang fell, he left that alchemy method to his clan rather than the Alchemists' Guild."

Hearing this, some alchemists who knew their history smiled bitterly.

Although Ancestor Danyang had been a supreme elder of the Alchemists' Guild, he had actually held the position to gain more benefits from the guild and channel more resources to his clan.

His heart had truly been with his clan.

But in the end, as time passed, the Lu Clan had gradually declined, its former glory gone.

And the Scarlet Yang Alchemy Method had gradually been lost along with the Lu Clan's decline.

What a pity, what a lamentable thing.

On the platform, Ancestor Danyang had reached a crucial step in the refinement. Quite a few high-grade alchemists could see the danger involved, and they all grew tense.

"If he fails, all his work will have been ruined for want of one final basket of earth."

"Hmm? Wait, this is...!"

Several alchemists, including elders of the Alchemists' Guild, shot to their feet at that moment. They stared fixedly at Ancestor Danyang on the platform, their eyes wide with shock.

"This, this is the Scarlet Yang Alchemy Method!"

That was right. The alchemy technique Ancestor Danyang was displaying was the long-lost Scarlet Yang Alchemy Method he had created himself.

As scarlet flames blazed around Ancestor Danyang, countless alchemy materials were refined in an instant and quickly fused into the pill furnace.

Just then, a distinctive medicinal fragrance slowly wafted out of the furnace.

The pill was not yet complete, but it already gave off such an enchanting fragrance.

Countless alchemists wore entranced expressions as they savored it.

"There's no mistake, no mistake! What this old senior is refining is the renowned ninth-grade pill—the Nine Revolutions Yang Restoration Pill!"

The Nine Revolutions Yang Restoration Pill!

It was a top-tier healing pill capable of instantly restoring one's injuries.

It was even of immense help to Sage King Realm experts.

And the one who had brought this pill to prominence was none other than Ancestor Danyang himself.

The old senior before them called himself Danyang, had used the long-lost Scarlet Yang Alchemy Method, and was refining the Nine Revolutions Yang Restoration Pill.

No matter how foolish the crowd might have been, they had all guessed something by now.

But everyone understood without speaking and kept it to themselves.

Lu Qingshan smiled. His identity was bound to be exposed sooner or later, so rather than have the world discover it, it was better to appear openly.

As long as the secret of the Ancestral Land was not uncovered, everything else could be dealt with.

You ask why Ancestor Danyang, a figure from more than eight hundred thousand years ago who had clearly fallen long ago, had appeared again.

Hehe, we have no comment.

As things stood, their Lu Clan truly had no reason to be afraid.

Now that the Lu Clan had a ninth-grade alchemist, even some terrifyingly powerful factions capable of making a move would have to weigh their options.

And that sliver of time was enough for their Lu Clan to react.

Rumble!

All of a sudden, the sky darkened, and the atmosphere grew oppressive.

Rolling thunderclouds gathered, blotting out the sky and sun and covering the entire Alchemists' Guild.

Countless cultivators were startled, not knowing what was happening.

Only a few people of profound cultivation looked grave.

"Are those tribulation clouds?"

"No, that's a Pill Tribulation!"

A quasi-eighth-grade alchemist elder spoke in a hoarse voice, tears of excitement already streaming down his face.

A Pill Tribulation appeared only at the end of the refinement of a ninth-grade pill, when the pill was formed.

Only after a pill had undergone the baptism of the Pill Tribulation could it attain ninth-grade quality!

Hum-

Deep within the Alchemists' Guild, a profound presence suddenly surged forth.

The next moment, an elderly figure suddenly shattered space and arrived in the square.

At the sight of him, the members of the Alchemists' Guild all froze, then hurriedly bowed.

"Guildmaster!"

The guildmaster of the Alchemists' Guild, meanwhile, stared blankly at the Pill Tribulation in the sky, his eyes wide.

"It really is a Pill Tribulation. Who, who is refining a ninth-grade pill?"

Guildmaster Dan Changkong hurriedly looked around, without a trace of composure.

He soon noticed Ancestor Danyang sitting cross-legged in the center of the platform, wholly focused on refining the pill.

At the sight of his face, Dan Changkong froze again.

Why did this senior look so much like the portraits of Ancestor Danyang from history?