The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

Fang Lin’s body radiated a dazzling golden glow, making him appear somewhat divine.

These were the potent effects of the Heavenly Blue Liquid!

At this time, Fang Lin could feel torrents of overflowing power surging inside him, flowing into every limb and bone.

Yet, immediately following this, came a sense of swelling.

Indeed, the power of the Heavenly Blue Liquid was too fierce. Fang Lin, being reckless, drank it all at once. If it were an ordinary person, they would likely be inflated into a meatball immediately.

Despite Fang Lin’s robust physical body, he was feeling extremely uncomfortable at this moment, as if his body was about to explode.

In this situation, Fang Lin didn’t panic. He immediately swallowed a pill.

Fang Lin had a significant supply of pills. The one he had just consumed was intended to help him dissipate the intensity of the Heavenly Blue Liquid.

Sure enough, once the pill entered his body, the sensation of swelling all over lessened significantly, and Fang Lin’s breathing steadily smoothed out.

At the same time, the Wordless Ancient Stele behind Fang Lin began to pour more and more pure streams into Fang Lin’s body.

You could say that at this moment, Fang Lin’s body was like a roaring river, and the Wordless Ancient Stele seemed like a gentle stream, steady and persistent.

Under the dual effect of tension and release, Fang Lin could clearly feel that his cultivation level was improving at a rapid speed.

“This Wordless Ancient Stele is really powerful. I’m also glad I obtained the Heavenly Blue Liquid; otherwise, cultivation wouldn’t be this efficient,” Fang Lin mused inwardly, with his body glowing even brighter, making it difficult to see his face from afar.

Zhao Shenkong watched with a serious expression as the golden glow surrounded Fang Lin’s cultivating form, wanting to stop him with his hand.

However, the Thousand-Year Corpse Ginseng was watching him like a guardian, leaving him no opportunity to intervene.

The white-robed old man admired the golden glow fluctuating around Fang Lin. While the boy’s current state was insignificant, he saw enormous potential within him.

“What kind of monster is this kid? Even the pure blood descendants of ancient beasts are no better,” the white-robed old man muttered to himself.

Thinking about Fang Lin’s extraordinary talent in Alchemy Tao, he was left speechless.

In the blink of an eye, six hours passed. The golden glow completely enveloped Fang Lin, filling the entire Stone Tablet Ancient Hall with his aura, causing Zhao Shenkong’s heart to tremble.

“He seems to be close to advancing to the Eighth Layer of the Earth Element realm,” Zhao Shenkong thought, feeling a mix of powerlessness and frustration.

He himself was in the Eighth Layer of the Earth Element realm, but he was still no match for Fang Lin.

If Fang Lin also advanced to a level equivalent to his, then he would certainly be no match for Fang Lin.

The more he thought about it, the more distraught Zhao Shenkong became. His jealousy deepened, seeing how he should have been the most dazzling one but was overshadowed by Fang Lin.

As expected, Fang Lin was about to make a breakthrough!

Amid the fluctuating golden glow, a golden cocoon formed, wrapping Fang Lin inside. The cocoon hid even an ounce of his breath, completely internalizing it.

“He is about to make a breakthrough,” thought the elderly man in white.

The Thousand-Year Corpse Ginseng also turned back and looked, its face filled with wonder.

“This kid has grown even more powerful. Thanks to my diligent care. No, I need another ancient medicinal herb to account for this, or else it’s not worth it,” the Thousand-Year Corpse Ginseng murmured to itself.

Inside the golden cocoon, the energy in Fang Lin’s body had reached a peak. It could not possibly grow even more intense.

Fang Lin understood that he had to break through now!

In the next moment, the golden cocoon shattered with a loud rumble, transforming into rays of golden light that shot into Fang Lin’s body.

Simultaneously, Fang Lin’s aura took another leap, reaching a new peak.

Eighth Layer of the Earth Element!

At this moment, Fang Lin had made a breakthrough. Ever since leaving the Endless Dungeon, Fang Lin’s long-stagnant condition had broken through once again, successfully stepping into the Eighth Layer of the Earth Element realm.

Within the Eighth Layer of the Earth Element, among the younger generation in Qian Country, only a handful of people like Yang Xuanfeng could surpass Fang Lin. The rest were left far behind.

Even Qing Jianzi, whom Fang Lin had once looked up to, was, to his knowledge, at the Eighth Layer of the Earth Element realm as well.

“It’s not enough!”

Fang Lin roared. The opportunity was precious, and merely reaching the Eighth Layer of the Earth Element realm could not satisfy him.

He aimed to surge forward in one breath, directly emulating his father’s journey into the Tenth Layer of the Earth Element.

The Tenth Layer of the Earth Element was a legend, a myth. It was said that any martial artist who reached this realm could be referred to as a Young Supreme, invincible among their peers.

In his previous life, Fang Lin was a Pill Sovereign. In this life, he naturally strived to excel in everything, including Martial Arts skills, which must not be taken lightly.

The effect of the Heavenly Blue Liquid was still in play. Fang Lin swiftly swallowed two more pills, continuing to assimilate the power of the Heavenly Blue Liquid.

“This kid, he knows the opportunity is precious and is not easily satisfied,” the old man in white murmured.

Zhao Shenkong watched with twinkling eyes. To his surprise, Fang Lin was still continuing to attempt to make a breakthrough. He believed this might be an overly ambitious and risky move.

At that moment, he hoped for Fang Lin’s cultivation to make a mistake, hoping he would injure himself, preferably fundamentally.

“Hey, I’m talking to you, what’s with that sly look in your eyes? Why does it look so repulsive?” the Thousand-Year Corpse Ginseng rebuked Zhao Shenkong disdainfully.

Zhao Shenkong nearly choked from rage. A hideous-looking ginseng spirit dared to call him repulsive? Had it ever looked at its own reflection in the mirror?

Of course, Zhao Shenkong didn’t argue with the Thousand-Year Corpse Ginseng. That would only disturb his mental state.

But the Thousand-Year Corpse Ginseng began chattering like a talkative fellow, seemingly unable to stop.

Annoyed, Zhao Shenkong snapped, “Shut up!”

The Thousand-Year Corpse Ginseng glared back, “You cheeky git! Daring to talk back? Watch me smack you to death!”

Despite the Thousand-Year Corpse Ginseng’s fiery words, and if it really came down to striking Zhao Shenkong, it definitely wouldn’t dare. It was the classic case of a bully defending a tyrant.

Fang Lin, oblivious to the outside world, poured all his heart into his cultivation.

The Wordless Ancient Stele behind him began to shine with an even brighter cyan light. Even a very, very blurred character started to quietly appear on the Wordless Ancient Stele.

The white-robed elder saw the appearance of the blurred character and his face immediately changed.

“This kid, to be able to resonate with the Wordless Ancient Stele to this extent, he’s truly impressive!” the white-robed elder praised with a sense of admiration.