On the fifth day of the middle of autumn, the sun was bright and the autumn air was crisp. Inside the alchemy room of the Azure Cloud Sect, a lively scene unfolded.
The alchemy elder hid alone, furtively in a corner, concentrating intently on researching alchemy using Spirit Rice.
He thought to himself, "If I can successfully refine some kind of magical elixir, my status within the sect will surely skyrocket!" At this thought, a smug smile could not help but appear on his face.
Chapter 519