The First Saint of Alchemy

Feeling the Heaven and Earth Creation Cauldron, the source of its excitement turned out to be the beast core in his hand!

Damn, this guy wants to eat the beast core? Tang Yan was surprised, and with a thought, the beast core sank into the Creation Cauldron.

The Heaven and Earth Creation Fire that had been dormant in the cauldron now slowly emerged in the dantian, and the beast core that entered the cauldron was actually refined by the flame at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ten seconds later, the beast core that was originally full of spiritual energy had disappeared completely, turning into a stream of extremely pure spiritual energy that gathered in the cauldron.

"Fuck, I worked hard all night, and the final result was swallowed by you?" Countless alpacas ran through Tang Yan's mind.

Just as Tang Yan was cursing, a stream of extremely pure breath flowed along the Heaven and Earth Creation Cauldron to his limbs.

An extremely comfortable feeling came, and the dantian also throbbed. Tang Yan was shocked. Could it be that he was going to break through again?

He hurriedly found a tall tree and jumped up, sitting cross-legged on the branch, and began to calm down and regulate his breath.

After four hours of desperate running, Tang Yan absorbed six high-level spiritual pills.

With the remaining spiritual power of the pills and the spiritual power of the third-level beast core fed back by the Cauldron of Creation, Tang Yan felt the spiritual energy in his dantian surging, and quickly rushed towards the strength of the third-level yellow rank.

Bang!

The dantian trembled slightly, as if the eggshell was broken, and the veins felt extremely smooth.

Breakthrough! The third-level yellow rank!

The surging spiritual power flowed in the veins, and Tang Yan felt the power of improvement, and his heart was extremely excited.

Suddenly, Tang Yan's face became serious.

He felt that the surging spiritual energy did not stop, and still maintained a swift posture, rushing towards the fourth-level realm.

Bang!

There was another slight cracking sound, and the barrier of the fourth level was also broken, the fourth-level yellow rank!

After reaching the fourth level, the surging spiritual energy finally stopped. Tang Yan closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, consolidating the strength that had just broken through.

When Tang Yan opened his eyes again, it was already bright. Feeling the powerful power in his body, Tang Yan smiled.

He checked the Heaven and Earth Creation Cauldron in his body and found that although the size of the cauldron had not changed, the Lingwo Fruit he planted inside had actually sprouted a new bud!

Tang Yan stared at the new bud with uncertainty. It was the same as recorded in the ancient books, in a dark green oval shape. When he was sure that this young seedling was indeed a Lingwo Fruit, Tang Yan's heart suddenly became active.

This should be the reason for the third-level beast core yesterday. It seems that the space in the Heaven and Earth Creation Cauldron needs nutrients. As long as the appropriate nutrients are taken in, it can promote the growth of the spiritual medicine inside.

Only the third-level beast core has such an effect. If there can be a fourth-level or fifth-level... Tang Yan is fanciful here, but he doesn't know that in the entire Tingxiang country, spiritual beasts above the fifth level are extremely rare.

With the Phantom Step, Tang Yan flew towards Yuncheng.

After his strength was upgraded, Tang Yan's speed was a little faster than last night. An hour later, Tang Yan saw the outline of Yuncheng.

After returning to the Tang family, Tang Yan walked towards his own courtyard. However, before he reached his own courtyard, he heard a faint sound of piano in the distance.

Tang Yan walked along the sound of the piano and listened to it with his ears.

The sound of the piano was gentle and resentful, as if it was unwilling to accept his fate, angry about being bound, and confused about life...Finally, Tang Yan saw Ziyun's graceful figure by the lake.

The morning breeze blew, her hair swayed with it, and her delicate face was covered with faint traces of tears.

Tang Yan stopped and looked for a while, sighing in his heart. This woman of noble birth also had her own difficulties in her heart.

Ziyun was playing the piano with her eyes closed, and the melodious tune suddenly stopped, becoming an unpleasant hoarse mockery. When she suddenly opened her eyes, she saw Tang Yan's big hand pressing on the strings of the zither.

"What are you doing?" The sound of the zither was interrupted, and the artistic conception disappeared. Zi Yun glared at Tang Yan angrily.

"You are so sad so early in the morning, it's unlucky!"

Zi Yun's eyebrows were raised: "A crude and reckless man!"

"A reckless man can't hear such an unlucky tune." Tang Yan replied lazily.

That's true... Zi Yun was unable to refute. With a "clang" sound, the thin sword was unsheathed, and she said angrily: "Master Tang asked me to teach you martial arts. I can't let the old man down. Come, let me see if you have made any progress! Look at the sword!"

After that, the breath on his body moved, and the power of the ninth level of the Yuan level was unfolded.

Tang Yan was slightly stunned. It's only been a few days, and Zi Yun has recovered to the ninth level of the Yuan level? It's worthy of being a recognized genius of Tingxiang.

Zi Yun would never dream that in just one night, Tang Yan had already entered the fourth level of the Huang level.

I thought that with the exquisite swordsmanship and the experience of Tian-level martial arts, the ninth-grade Yuan-level was enough to suppress the first-grade Huang-level Tang Yan.

However, Zi Yun obviously miscalculated this time. Although Yuncheng was small, Tang Yan was a reborn ninth-grade alchemist with extensive experience. Whether in terms of moves or realm, he was not weaker than her, and even much stronger.

Therefore, Tang Yan only used the strength of the eighth-grade Yuan-level to fight.

Zi Yun, who also felt Tang Yan's momentum, was immediately ignited with anger.

You kid dare to look down on me, only using the strength of the eighth-grade? The attack power is not high, and it is extremely insulting!

Feeling insulted, Zi Yun was not polite, and the sword light was strong, vowing to severely abuse Tang Yan this time.

After the two fought, Tang Yan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, worthy of being Zizhu City, the daughter taught by her was several times stronger than Lin Dongxue, and it was a bit difficult for him to compete with the strength of the eighth-grade Yuan-level.

Zi Yun's heart was filled with huge waves at this moment. With her own realm and combat experience, she was confident that she would be invincible even when facing a second-grade yellow-level warrior.

But what the hell is going on now?

Isn't this Yuncheng? How could such a small city produce a freak like Tang Yan? With my strength of the ninth level of the Yuan Stage, I can't suppress his strength of the eighth level?

Zi Yun became more and more frightened and held her breath as she fought. She was ready to deal with Tang Yan, but she was suppressed by Tang Yan's strength of the eighth level.

"No more fighting!" Zi Yun snorted angrily, put away her sword and walked towards the courtyard.

As she walked, she calculated in her mind that when her strength recovered a little, she would beat Tang Yan severely!

Seeing Zi Yun walk away angrily, Tang Yan smiled bitterly and followed her. It turned out that only villains and women are difficult to raise.

...

The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon.

Although Tang Yan hates to show up, this meeting is related to the reputation of the Tang family, so Tang Yan has to stand up.

In order to gain more resources for the family, Tang Yan has been practicing very hard.

And Zi Yun should have been stimulated by Tang Yan last time, and has been in seclusion recently.

Tang Yan practiced non-stop. In just nine days, with the help of various elixirs, his strength improved by leaps and bounds, and he quickly reached the strength of the sixth level of the Yellow Rank.

Such a speed of advancement can be called a demon, but Tang Yan still feels that the advancement is too slow.

Thinking of tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Festival, a sharp flash in Tang Yan's eyes: "Although the strength is only the sixth level, with the Heaven and Earth Creation Fire and Phantom Step, I still have the strength to fight in the Yellow Rank."

Just as Tang Yan was thinking, a door was pushed open. Tang Yan turned his head and saw Zi Yun walking out of the room with a smile on her face.