Liang subrged his consciousness into his divine rune, once again initiating the fusion process. This ti, he approached the task with a different strategy.
Instead of attempting to fuse all three primitive techniques simultaneously, he began with the Nine-Tailed Silver Fox Sutra and the Silver Moon Serpent Scripture. The fusion of these two techniques had previously proven successful, forming a solid foundation for his next attempt.
As the derivation effect ticulously weaved the primitive characters together, Liang carefully monitored the process, adjusting his guidance when necessary. To his relief and delight, the fusion proceeded smoothly without any signs of instability.
Once the creature's form had stabilized, Liang cautiously introduced the primitive characters of the Great Void Phoenix Scripture. He proceeded with utmost care, ensuring that each character seamlessly integrated into the existing structure without disrupting the delicate balance.
With bated breath, Liang watched as the primitive characters danced across the ethereal canvas, gradually shaping the creature's form. The serpentine head transford, elongating and acquiring a more draconic appearance, adorned with two majestic crimson horns that curved gracefully backward. From its back sprouted two sets of wings—one pair shimring with an ethereal silver radiance, and the other adorned with iridescent phoenix feathers.
Its elongated body was covered in iridescent scales and from its hindquarters extended nine magnificent tails, each tipped with a shimring silver orb.
The creature that erged from the fusion of the primitive characters was truly a sight to behold. It possessed the serpentine grace of a dragon, the ethereal beauty of a celestial fox, and the majestic power of a phoenix.
This ti, the fusion held strong, and the creature's form solidified before Liang's very eyes.
A surge of exhilaration coursed through Liang's being as he beheld the extraordinary result of his efforts.
He had finally succeeded in fusing the three ancient bloodline cultivation thods, creating a technique that was uniquely his own.
The new creature soon turned into a stream of countless runes before disappearing in Liang's mind.
"Fascinating, I never expect that you will manage to achieve that too quickly." A lodious laugh spread throughout the spring.
***
"Respected guests, I trust that your brief respite has sufficed. Allow us now to comnce our exceptional auction." Xia erged onto the stage, her voice reverberating with a captivating laughter.
The audience had eagerly anticipated this mont, and their gazes were fixed upon her. Xia's enchanting eyes scanned the hall as she enthused, "Today, the treasures we present shall surpass those of any preceding week in their exquisite value."
This proclamation captivated even the discerning experts seated on the third floor. The auction had unveiled an astonishing array of precious antiquities, each of which would have been an unattainable dream under ordinary circumstances.
"My perceptive guests, I can sense your curiosity," Xia giggled, her hand gesturing towards the screen behind her where several characters illuminated: Spiritual Ascension Pills.
An imdiate brilliance ignited in the eyes of the attendees. Even Martial Lord, a formidable presence, grew solemn.
"Though we have procured three such Spiritual Ascension Pills, their grades regrettably vary," Xia announced, a touch of lancholy in her voice, as if a dear possession had eluded her grasp.
"What is your aning, little girl?" the Martial Lord inquired with displeasure.
Xia's gaze t the Martial Lord's, her eyes bearing a hint of sadness. "The three pills exhibit differing qualities, with the highest offering a seventy percent probability of success."
Seventy percent? Surprise flickered across the Martial Lord's face, followed by a subtle easing of his expression.
"The remaining two offer lesser chances of spiritual convergence, but be assured, their efficacy is not diminished due to any fault in their crafting. In fact, our esteed alchemist initially assessed all three pills to be of equal grade upon their creation," Xia clarified.
"How is this possible?" A relatively young expert in the crowd couldn't help but interject.
Alchemy had beco an increasingly rare profession in present tis, with alchemists rarer than phoenix feathers. Consequently, the understanding of alchemy had gradually diminished over ti.
"The younger generations are truly ignorant" a mocking voice suddenly interjected, drawing everyone's attention to a venerable figure.
He was an elderly man with flowing white hair, a long, gray beard, and an ornate golden robe. Many experts regarded him with disdain while others couldn't conceal their amazent.
One of the more older experts couldn't suppress an exclamation, "Divine Alchemist Song?"
Divine Alchemist?
The title carried an aura of mystery for most present, as such beings had been unheard of for ages. Even the experts on the third floor cast surprised glances at the newcor.
"Elder Song, you are still alive ?" the Martial Lord couldn't help but express his astonishnt.
Alchemist Song's countenance darkened, his hands clenching tightly within the sleeves of his robe. "Martial Lord, you are too generous. This humble old man has rely clung to life by a thread of fortune." Though filled with resentnt, he couldn't evade a respectful tone.
"Haha! Sly old fox, you vanished after my last visit, never to be seen again. I had assud you had finally surrendered to the inevitable." The Martial Lord's hearty laughter filled the hall.
This brief exchange pieced together the missing pieces of the puzzle for many of the older experts. Alchemist Song had evidently suffered grave losses at the Martial Lord's hands and had feigned his demise out of desperation.
Although most present could piece together the events, none dared to voice their suspicions aloud. The Martial Lord had likely compelled the aging alchemist to perform so unspeakable deed.
As the conversation subsided, Xia approached Alchemist Song and posed a question that had haunted the minds of all present. "Respected elder, how is it that only one of these three pills has retained its full potency while the others have diminished, despite their shared storage conditions?"
Alchemist Song's eyes flickered with a hint of amusent as he replied, " Ignorant! the alchemists of the present era seem to have forgotten the essence of the profession. Creating pills is a delicate dance between art and science, and any slight deviation can influence the final outco. I fear these younger alchemists in your pavilion lack the wisdom and experience of their predecessors."
His words sent a glimr of surprise to many of the experts' eyes.
"Elder Song, do you an that our judgnt isn't accurate enough?" Xia pressed on.
"Hmph, little girl, how do you want this seat to give you an accurate judgnt without showing us the pills first?" Alchemist Song snorted coldly.
Xia's eyes flickered slightly as she remained silent for a while. Her eyes darted in a certain direction, clearly communicating with soone else.
"Very well, I shall take them out," Xia said quietly, pulling out three jade boxes.
As the boxes were opened, a potent dicinal fragrance filled the air, instantly captivating everyone's attention. Even those on the third floor couldn't suppress their expressions of amazent.
The pills were all of a deep crimson hue, translucent and emitting a faint glow upon closer examination. They all possessed the sa exquisite appearance, without visible differences.
"Take a closer look, gentlen," Xia gestured.
Xia's gaze shifted towards the elderly alchemist, her eyes, holding a hint of mockery. "Elder Song, considering your keen observation, may I inquire about your opinion now ?"
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