In a blink of an eye.
Yu Xian had been at the Danfa Sect for more than three years. He had visited every famous and well-known alchemist and received unanimous praise.
Even the alchemist with the most odd temper couldn't help but feel that they wished they had met Alchemist Zhou earlier.
This was the kind of close friend they had been looking for; the previous people simply did not understand them.
One day.
The increasingly famous Yu Xian finally caught the attention of Fire Pill True Monarch who had been cultivating in seclusion.
At the mouth of a huge volcano, red-hot lava flowed and occasionally produced bubbles.
A rock occasionally fell in and looked like it was falling into a pile of cotton, causing only a small pit and no ripples before being swallowed by the lava.
In the middle of the lava, a red-robed Taoist sat cross-legged, unaffected by the heat of the lava. His face was extremely calm.
Suddenly, there was a cry.
