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His voice was unsteady and Shi Lang could see that his body was trembling a bit. The Terran looked at the thousand years question wall and found it blank. He mumbled, "I guess I did."

One of the old people asked, "How did you answer the final questions?"

Shi Lang looked at him and hesitated. Yang Bingshan said, "If this answer involves a secret than you don\'t have to share it with us. Old Tang just asked out of curiosity. We all have been waiting for ages to see this moment."

The Terran looked at the eager gazes of the five elders and he said, "The question was actually very simple to answer, it is not a secret."

His words sounded arrogant and many people put up a frown. A middle-aged man behind Old Tang asked, "What do you mean it was easy to handle? Are you being rude to our masters?"

Shi Lang shook his head and replied calmly, "The first Hall master asked me a way to revive someone who has no physical body and their soul has entered the cycle of life and death."

Yang Bingshan interjected, "Yes, it is the same question as always."

The Terran looked at him and said, "I replied that at the moment I do not have a way to answer him with a solution. However, I also said that I would not give up on the path of alchemy and find a way that could make such a pill."

The people were surprised and had peculiar expressions. They could not understand how it was so simple. However, Shi Lang said, "The essence of my answer is what I call the spirit of alchemy. Alchemists are seekers of a path that is often thought to be impossible to walk. Enjoy new chapters from мѵʟ

We can make pills that can extend lives and defy death. We can make pills that can give a dying warrior a second chance when he or she is about to fall. So why can\'t we make a pill that can bring back someone who has already stepped on to the other side?

The pills that we have tomorrow did not come into existence on their own. Our forefathers created them. So, the true legacy that we have is not the formulas they left for us, but the spirit of alchemy that tells us to seek more ways to refine pills that have yet to be found."

Shi Lang finished speaking and the entire hall descended into silence. He looked at the faces of the elders and the true disciples, and the other disciples peculiarly. He stated a simple reason, and the people seemed to have entered a state of enlightenment.

After a few minutes, the temperament of the people changed qualitatively. Yang Bingshan woke up from his epiphany and bowed to Shi Lang before he said, "I thank you for sharing your wisdom with us."

Shi Lang was surprised and the next moment, all the elders and alchemists followed him as they expressed their gratitude with a bow. The young man watched them all in surprised and said, "Elders, please raise your heads. I have not done anything extraordinary. You all are my seniors. Please do not make it difficult for me."

Yang Bingshan raised his head and smiled to him. The rest of the people also did the same. Although, Shi Lang\'s words sounded flustered but his eyes were indifferent. Xiao Yue has been observing him for a long time, and she could not understand why his eyes never changed.

Just when she was thinking of how to ask him about this, the Thousand Year Question Wall began to glow and vibrate slightly.

The people looked at the wall, and gradually the vibrations grew stronger. It was so much that the disciples were beginning to panic. Yang Bingshan said, "Calm down."

The wall began to crumble and gradually it vanished from the sights of the people. They found a small room behind the wall, it did not have much, but a rusty old cauldron on the floor.

One disciple exclaimed, "Samsara Cauldron! It really exists!"

Samsara Cauldron was a legendary treasure in the sect that many people had searched after. They were all exclaiming in their minds, as they saw the cauldron lying there.

Suddenly, the old thick cauldron trembled and began to levitate in the void. It floated around the alchemy hall slowly, before it stopped above Shi Lang\'s head.

Yang Bingshan said, "Xiao Lang, use the drop of your heart blood and complete the recognition process."

Shi Lang smiled faintly and spoke with his spiritual sense, "It is not that easy, Hall Master. This cauldron has a spirit of its own. It is a Legendary Dao artifact. I would have to tame it with effort."

Yang Bingshan was surprised, and Shi Lang said, "The true spirit is in deep sleep. That\'s why it only appears to be a high grade spiritual treasure."

The old man was surprised, he looked at the cauldron deeply and nodded. Shi Lang then asked, "Hall Master, may I use a secluded refining room?"

Yang Bingshan nodded, and looked around, before saying, "Follow me."

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A young lady flew out of a cave as she looked in the direction of the Alchemy hall. She was about to rush over when an old man appeared beside her, and said, "Yao, what do you think?"

The lady looked at the old man and said, "Hall Master, the crimson peak will allow him to participate in the test. However, if he fails, you will lose the favor."

The old man smiled and said, "Yao, you know why the Crimson peak was set up, don\'t you? Shi Lang is the disciple of the Holy Elder, and has the talent that he needs to come here. You have seen his speed of comprehension and it is even more important that you let him take the test because while you are his protector, you are also, a practitioner of the slaughter Dao."

Lady Yao looked at the void before her and said, "My master asked me to be his protector. I understand that he has the skill, but it is also the decree of my master, that none shall climb the Crimson Peak unless they pass the test on the foot of the mountain."

The old man nodded, and wanted to say something when he said, "Your master is calling for me. I wonder if he wants to celebrate the achievement of his disciple."

Yao shrugged and bowed slightly before entering the cave again. She was the one who had been watching Shi Lang on Cao Ming\'s instructions. She was a Dao Empress but only qualified to be a maid beside Cao Ming.

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Shi Lang stood inside the Master refining chamber. This place was used by Yang Bingshan personally, and none other were allowed here. Yang Bingshan had his own stock of spirit herbs for refining.

Shi Lang selected a few herbs and looking at the cauldron, he said, "Let me refine a pill first, and then I will use you. This is my first time with this formula."

The cauldron trembled and emitted vibrations as if agreeing with his words. Yang Bingshan and the four elders were watching the scene with such awe. This cauldron was their dream, and someone who was at least a few thousand years younger than him was interacting so casually with it. It would be a lie to say that they were not envious.

Shi Lang took the herbs, followed the formula and tried to refine a batch of pills, and he failed. It was not a surprise to him. The Terran had never followed this pill formula and did not know many things about the way the herbs would react.

Yang Bingshan and the other then watched him sit down on the ground and close his eyes. Inside his mind, the stimulation process had commenced. Shi Lang was exploiting his Terran heritage to his advantage.

Every minute detail of what happened during the pill refinement was playing in his mind like a movie over and over. He had improved a lot, now he did not need to watch anyone refine a pill.

He only needed to understand the nature of the herbs before he could master the refinement process and reach the tribulation level.

After a couple of hours, Shi Lang stood up from his spot on the ground and took another set of herbs. Yang Bingshan had told him to feel free to use the herbs.

The Terran began to add herbs, and refine them slowly. He appeared really calm at the moment, and the elders were surprised. Soon, the essence of the herbs was extracted and Shi Lang was making hand seals to gather and blend them together.

Old Tang said, "If he succeeded in doing this, then I would acknowledge his genius."

The lady beside him said, "Master, he is using the Samsara Cauldron, he does not need your acknowledgement."

The elders almost laughed at this, but Yang Bingshan cleared his throat to make them all silent. The next moment, they saw the holy beast patterns and arrays engraved on the cauldron beginning to glow with an amber glow. The room was filled with a strong herbal scent, and Shi Lang yelled, "Condense."

The cauldron began to rotate on its axis in the void. Then, a few lightning steaks flashed from the window and hit the cauldron.

Yang Bingshan sighed and said, "The tribulation shielding array of this cauldron is what every tribulation Alchemist yearns for. Today, I can say, that it is really one of a kind."

The others nodded, as they saw the cauldron broke down the lightning energy and guided it to the pills inside. Shi Lang removed the lid and three jade-like pills started flying around him.

The cauldron trembled and issued a soft whistle. Shi Lang then patted his chest and coughed up some blood that fell on the cauldron. The bonding with the Dao Artifact was confirmed and the Samsara Cauldron now belonged to Shi Lang.