As an esteed disciple of dicine Valley, Wei Yi had been staying at Wanyao Pavilion ever since he arrived in Nine Stars City.
Aside from the fact that Thousand Spirit Pavilion was a subsidiary of dicine Valley, its accommodations were far superior to those of an ordinary inn.
After all, storing and refining elixirs required more than just special artifacts—large quantities of them often relied on formation arrays.
And Thousand Spirit Pavilion had such formations in place.
These formations not only prevented spiritual energy from dissipating but also enhanced the efficiency of alchemy refinent.
As a dedicated alchemist, Wei Yi naturally took full advantage of these benefits.
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However, while Wei Yi found it convenient, the owner of Thousand Spirit Pavilion did not share his enthusiasm.
To him, having Wei Yi as a guest felt like serving an ancestor—one he had no choice but to accommodate.
Every day, he secretly counted the monts until Wei Yi would finally leave.
Not only was Wei Yi too powerful to offend, but there was also an insurmountable gap in their status.
Most importantly, the owner was harboring secrets—and Wei Yi's presence made him incredibly anxious.
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anwhile, Wei Yi was in an excellent mood.
Thinking about the Fire Spirit Technique he had obtained, he couldn't wait to test how much his fla control had improved.
So, as he walked through the streets, a rare smile remained on his face.
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"Greetings, my lord!"
"Greetings, my lord!"
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As soon as Wei Yi stepped into Thousand Spirit Pavilion, the attendants quickly bowed in respect.
"Mm." Wei Yi gave a slight nod.
Normally, he wouldn't have bothered acknowledging them at all.
But today was different—he was in a good mood.
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"Where's the boss?" Wei Yi glanced around, searching for a familiar figure.
Not seeing him, he called out.
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"Here! I'm coming!"
A flustered voice responded.
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A mont later, a man hurriedly rushed out of a back room.
In his panic, he collided with a counter, sending a sharp crack echoing through the room.
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"My lord, what do you need from ?"
Despite the pain, the owner forced himself to straighten up and carefully approached Wei Yi.
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Wei Yi narrowed his eyes slightly.
Sothing about the man's guilty expression felt... suspicious.
But Wei Yi had no interest in wasting ti on minor concerns.
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"Give the alchemy room," Wei Yi ordered.
"I'm going to refine pills."
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"Yes! Right away, my lord!"
The owner visibly relaxed, sighing in relief.
He quickly scurried away to make the necessary arrangents.
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Inside the Alchemy Room
Deep underground, a dimly lit chamber housed an ancient bronze cauldron, nearly as tall as a man.
A primal aura radiated from it, filling the room with a sense of tiless power.
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Beneath the cauldron, icy blue flas danced, burning with a quiet intensity.
This was Wei Yi's personal fla—Deep Sea Icefla.
Unlike ordinary fire, its temperature could shift drastically based on the user's ntal power—and at its peak, it could even freeze everything in its path.
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Right now, under the controlled heat of the Deep Sea Icefla, the base of the cauldron glowed red-hot.
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Faint light pulsed along the walls—a sign that the formation array was fully active.
Its purpose?
To contain spiritual energy and prevent any disturbances in the refining process.
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Wei Yi stood beside the cauldron, his entire focus locked onto the fire's intensity.
To successfully refine an elixir, one had to perfectly control the temperature and timing for each individual ingredient.
And the ntal power required to maintain such precision?
Terrifyingly high.
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One by one, dicinal herbs were tossed into the cauldron.
Inside, they were rapidly broken down into shimring liquids, filling the air with an intoxicating aroma of alchemy.
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After so ti, Wei Yi's gaze sharpened.
He suddenly slamd his palm against the cauldron.
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BOOM!
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With a deep, muffled sound, the entire cauldron trembled.
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