บท 407: Chapter 406: Nine-Colored Eighth-Tier Pill

Xiao Ming muttered to himself, 'Twins... Ice Dragon Scorpion's Cold Poison... Endless Spirit Ice?' The information was overwhelming, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

The Ancestors of Sound Valley should also be Half-Saints, otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to escape from the attack of a high-level Half-Saint and survive until now.

The Endless Spirit Ice had appeared in the simulator, and Xiao Ming had researched information about it after being bitten by the ice silkworm hidden within it.

It was one of the top-tier ice spiritual entities, extremely yin and cold, capable of freezing internal organs and even the soul.

For someone with ice attributes, their combat power could increase several times over.

Of course, no matter how good the heavenly treasure was if it wasn't present, what Xiao Ming was most concerned about was actually the Ice Dragon Scorpion's Cold Poison.

If Xiao Yi Xian were to devour it, who knew how much strength she could gain?

Second Change?

Or Third Change? Fourth Change?

Xiao Ming didn't know, but he would find out after she devoured it. With this in mind, he directly signaled to Qing Yi.

"If it's a high-level Half-Saint level cold poison, it will require a Ninth Revolution Pill to remove it, and it will need to be two Ninth Revolution Pills at that. The risks involved are quite significant... I wonder how many sets of medicinal ingredients the Valley Master has prepared?"

"Only seven sets..."

"Seven sets? That's more than I imagined. It's worth a try."

Seeing Xiao Ming nod, Qing Yi was delighted.

"However, refining a nine-colored Pill is a different concept from a six-colored one..."

Qing Yi raised an eyebrow slightly, quickly understanding Xiao Ming's concerns about the reward. She smiled coquettishly at him.

"Whatever you want, our Sound Valley can fulfill…"

"In that case, I won't be polite. I want to know the exact location of the Endless Spirit Ice."

...

After some negotiations, Xiao Ming didn't immediately learn the location of the Endless Spirit Ice, as only the twin Ancestors knew about it.

Xiao Ming wasn't in a hurry about it, though. Instead, he began preparing to refine the Nine Revolving Sun Returning Pill.

...

In an extremely spacious square, Xiao Ming sat at its center on a cushion.

The Ten Thousand Beast Cauldron was placed in front of him, while thousands of medicinal ingredients floated above his head, densely packed together. The scene was quite spectacular.

Around the square, there were also several attractive Elders and disciples from the Sound Valley. The excessive number of medicinal ingredients above Xiao Ming's head stirred some whispering among them.

"Wow! So many medicinal ingredients. What grade of pill is he going to refine?"

"At least a six-colored pill..."

"Hmph, rumors say it's a nine-colored pill!"

"How is that possible! A nine-colored pill would tempt even a Half-Saint. How old is he? Can he really refine such a pill?"

"Yeah, your rumors are unreliable..."

"..."

Unaffected by the voices around him, Xiao Ming focused on recalling the steps of alchemy. His expression gradually became solemn, and with a flick of his finger, flames spontaneously ignited within the Ten Thousand Beast Cauldron. With a "pu" sound, they transformed into a fiery dragon, coiling and swirling inside the cauldron.

With the right temperature, Xiao Ming waved his palm in the air. In the torrent of medicinal ingredients, numerous herbs separated and swiftly entered the cauldron, devoured by the flame dragon within.

The dense array of medicinal ingredients, under Xiao Ming's control, formed an almost unbroken line, continuously pouring into the cauldron. Each movement of his hands exuded a sense of mastery.

In just a few minutes, a terrifying energy fluctuation emanated from the cauldron, gradually rippling through the surrounding space.

"Valley Master, can Xiao Ming really refine a nine-colored pill?" On the edge of the square, an elderly woman gazed at the center with a worried expression.

They had searched throughout the Central Plains to gather the ingredients for the Nine Revolving Sun Returning Pill, and if everything were to be destroyed, their Ancestors would be in trouble.

Qing Yi understood the old woman's concerns. After all, it was a nine-colored pill, and Xiao Ming was still in his twenties. It would be abnormal not to worry.

"... I have heard of the tasks he has undertaken, and he has never failed once," another elderly woman beside Qing Yi said, offering reassurance.

"Rest assured, if Young Master says there's no problem, then there's no problem."

Not far away, Qing Lin couldn't stand others doubting her beloved and wrinkled her nose.

The elderly women glanced at each other upon hearing her words, refraining from further conversation.

At this point, what else could they say? They could only trust Xiao Ming.

...

Alchemy, especially the refinement of high-tier pills, generally took a considerable amount of time. Especially for eighth-tier pills, it was normal for the process to take ten days to half a month.

As the spectators lost interest and left the square, only Xiao Ming's group, a few Elders, and Qing Yi remained, patiently waiting.

Xiao Ming's first attempt went surprisingly well over time. Eight days had flown by in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, a deep roar reverberated through the heavens and earth, followed by a powerful energy fluctuation that spread rapidly. Then, in the sky, clouds gathered and lightning flashed...

"The pill is about to be successfully refined?"

Upon witnessing this scene, someone exclaimed in astonishment.

Amidst the many gazes, Xiao Ming stood up slightly, a smile forming at the corners of his mouth. He looked at the thunderclouds in the sky, where after several turbulent transformations, a nine-colored radiance emerged.

"It's really a nine-colored Pill Lightning!"

Seeing this, Qing Yi's face was filled with excitement, and the surrounding Elders couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

Xiao Yi Xian and Qing Lin looked at the nine-colored Pill Lightning in the sky, a hint of pride appearing on their pretty faces.

Aside from their man, how many alchemists could refine a nine-colored Eighth-Tier Pill?

Even many old monsters who had immersed themselves in alchemy for many years couldn't refine it. Yao Chen, who was once hailed as the number one alchemist on the continent, probably didn't have the skill either. Yet Xiao Ming managed to accomplish it at the age of twenty.

If news of this spread, it would surely cause a stir in the outside world!

Suddenly, Qing Yi seemed to remember something and spoke up.

"Oh no, it's not easy to handle the nine-colored Pill Lightning. Activate the Sect Protection Formation!"

Indeed, the nine-colored Pill Lightning was difficult to handle, and Xiao Ming had no intention of forcefully confronting it with the Sky Demon Puppet. It was best to let the Valley Master handle it.

Fortunately, with the profound heritage and extraordinary foundation of Sound Valley, they managed to intercept the nine-colored Pill Lightning.

Then, Xiao Ming resumed his alchemy process. However, his luck seemed to turn sour as he consecutively destroyed four sets of medicinal ingredients in succession before finally condensing another Pill Lightning.

...

Watching as the Pill Lightning dissipated in the sky, Xiao Ming reached out and captured the pill that had transformed into a tiger shape and was about to escape, pulling it back to his side.

He sealed it in a jade bottle before turning his gaze to the delighted faces of Qing Yi and the others who had come to greet him.

"Fortune favors me," Xiao Ming said, handing the bottle to Qing Yi. She rubbed the jade bottle for a moment and then returned it to Xiao Ming.

"We will need your help later when the Ancestors use them. It's better for you to keep them."