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As dawn broke and a sliver of sunlight pierced through the distant edge of the sky, that first golden ray stretched across the land—illuminating the cliff side in a gentle morning glow.
Wei Yang remained seated atop the cliff, his entire body bathed in the warmth of the sunlight.
Beneath the comforting embrace of dawn, his eyelids—which had been shut tight for five days—began to tremble slightly before finally opening.
At last, he had emerged from that mystical state.
His dark eyes, under the glow of the rising sun, gleamed with a dazzling light, clear and penetrating.
In that very moment, the dormant aura surrounding him—like a slumbering dragon—gradually began to stir and ripple outward from within his body.
Compared to a few days prior, his aura had become noticeably stronger and more refined.
If, several days ago, he had just stepped into the early One-Star Dou Zong, then now, he had already reached the peak One-Star Dou Zong.
He was now merely half a step away from advancing to Two-Star.
And not only that—his soul power had also grown more condensed and solidified, completely stabilized at the mid-stage Spirit Realm, and had even taken a small step toward the late-stage.
That was incredibly rare.
This round of alchemy—and more importantly, his brief entry into the Pill Soul Realm—had brought him tremendous gains.
As he quietly sensed the power emanating from within his body, Wei Yang paused in thought, a flicker of contemplation flashing through his eyes.
Over the past few days, he had clearly been in an exceedingly profound state.
In that state, he felt as though everything he did during pill refinement became incredibly smooth and effortless—as if no matter the difficulty, he could instinctively solve it in the blink of an eye. Nothing could stump him. His reflexes had felt razor-sharp.
In that condition, pill refinement had felt almost easy—something he genuinely enjoyed.
Every thread of his soul power had operated at peak efficiency. The complex medicinal energy fusion, which should have been extremely taxing, had instead been carried out with perfect precision.
Not a single ounce of energy had been wasted.
This... this had been nothing short of a textbook-perfect, flawless pill condensation.
Even if Yao Lao himself were present, he likely couldn't have done it any better.
Originally, Wei Yang had been confident in his chances—around 60%, at best.
And since it was his first time refining this pill, he had expected that even if it succeeded, the quality might be relatively low.
After all, during a first attempt, encountering various issues was inevitable. Many of them couldn't be resolved perfectly in time, and that would naturally lead to inefficient energy usage and imperfect pill quality.
In his mind, if the final result could reach a normal quality, which would already have been acceptable.
He never expected that, after entering that mysterious state, his pill condensation process would become so close to flawless.
"Was that... the legendary Pill Soul Realm?" Wei Yang murmured softly, the term surfacing clearly in his mind.
He didn't know whether to feel happy or regretful.
There was joy—yes, at having entered such a divine state once in his life.
But also regret—because a person might only ever get that opportunity once.
And it had been spent... on a Tier 7 Life Returning Pill.
Pushing those emotions aside, he turned his gaze slowly toward the cauldron before him.
Inside, floating within the shell of the black sun, was the pill embryo—a bright jade-green color.
The corners of Wei Yang's lips lifted into a smile.
The embryo was about the size of a longan fruit. Its surface was rough and uneven—not particularly attractive to the eye.
But Wei Yang could clearly sense the immense vital energy radiating from within it—pure, boundless vitality condensed from potent medicinal force.
This life energy possessed the power to drag someone back from the brink of death, and rapidly heal their injuries—a truly heaven-defying effect.
As long as the user's head wasn't severed, or their heart wasn't obliterated, it could still save their life.
With this pill in hand, it was no exaggeration to say—you had an extra life. The rightful source is novel~fire~net
At the very least, anyone below the Dou Zun level would benefit from it without exception.
Even for a Dou Zun, this pill would still offer tremendous effectiveness.
It was truly worthy of its title as a Tier 7 treasure.
After all, how many Dou Zun experts could truly afford to indulge in Tier 8 spirit pills?
Wei Yang slowly exhaled.
No matter what, this pill was more than halfway complete.
With the embryo successfully formed, the next and final step would be nurturing the pill—also known as warm infusion.
For Wei Yang, this step posed no danger at all anymore.
After all, now that the pill embryo was already stable, all the medicinal energies inside had been perfectly fused.
Even if he skipped this final step, the pill's effectiveness wouldn't drop drastically.
Of course, no true alchemist would ever willingly skip the final stage.
As Yao Lao once said: "A pill is like a work of art. It must not be made carelessly. One should pursue perfection, not merely save effort."
It's like simmering soup—only with the right amount of heat and time can one bring out its rich and delicious flavor.
Wei Yang's hands began to move slowly, forming seals one after another.
Within the cauldron, the black flames coating the surface of the black sun gradually dimmed, the temperature falling until it settled into a constant, gentle warmth, nourishing the pill embryo slowly.
This final nurturing phase didn't last too long. After about half a day, as the sun once again slanted toward the western horizon—
Within the black sun, the once rough and uneven embryo had completely transformed into a bright green, thumb-sized, perfectly round pill.
Buzz... Buzz... Buzz...
The pill spun rapidly within the black sun, glowing with vitality. Its surface was now covered in mysterious and intricate patterns, radiating a magical charm that gave it an almost sentient feeling.
It was faint, but unmistakable—a sense of spiritual energy.
As it turned out, Wei Yang had once again fallen into his old habit—his fingers had itched, and he had added a Spirit Infusion technique to the pill during the final step.
"As expected... it produced Pill Lines." Wei Yang smiled.
He wasn't the least bit surprised by this outcome.
But just as the pill fully took shape, in that instant—
Above his head, the sky abruptly changed.
Storm clouds surged forth, rapidly swallowing the light and turning the sky dark and ominous.
Massive black clouds churned overhead, boiling violently with pressure.
And within those clouds, streaks of silver lightning slithered and danced, crackling in all directions like serpents of the storm.
"Pill Lightning... it's finally here." Wei Yang lifted his gaze to the heavens, calmly watching the brewing chaos above.
What was strange was that everywhere else remained calm, with blue skies and sunlight.
Only the area directly above Wei Yang's cliff was blanketed by a thick, oppressive storm cloud.
Beneath this cloud cover, even the nearby forests—which had moments ago echoed with magical beast cries—had fallen completely silent.
The entire area was plunged into absolute stillness.
An unseen pressure began to descend. A feeling of dread and primal fear crept over the land, seeping into the hearts of all living things.
Anyone who got close would be filled with the uncontrollable urge to flee, to get away from here immediately.
Wei Yang slowly stood up.
With his hands behind his back, he looked skyward with a tranquil gaze.
His head held high, a sudden surge of pride welled up in his chest.
After all these years of struggle... today, at this moment...
I, Wei Yang, have finally succeeded in drawing Pill Lightning.
This... was a mark of true identity.
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