Ling Xiao swore that if there was no reason, he absolutely would not provoke this damn bastard. It was simply too deceitful!
Ling Xiao did not say a word. He gathered all of his anger and blasted a punch on that light screen.
Rumble!
The light screen could not withstand Ling Xiao's all-out blow at all. It directly blasted until not even a bit of light shadow was left. And Ling Xiao also successfully entered the third level from the second level.
When Ling Xiao fell into another space, he only felt a strong wave of humidity pouncing over.
This strong wave of humidity was impressively the spiritual qi in this space. It had actually reached an inconceivable level.
This place was at least several dozen times richer than the outside world. It would not be an exaggeration even to say a hundred times richer. Moreover, there were no impurities at all. It was very pure and vast.
Ling Xiao only felt that the spiritual power in his body felt a small increase between breaths. This gave him a huge shock!
Even in any grotto-heaven blessed land in the Central Region, it would probably be difficult to find a place with such abundant spiritual qi like this place!
Ling Xiao felt that in less than three to five years of seclusion here, he could absolutely reach the peak of middle-level Heavenly Venerable. Within ten years, he would definitely break through to the high-level Heavenly Venerable Realm.
One had to know that the higher a martial artist's realm, the more energy they had to accumulate, and the harder it was to break through.
With the massive speed at which Ling Xiao absorbed spiritual qi, to be able to break through one rank in ten years was already very impressive monstrous.
After all, some people might not even be able to break through one rank in a hundred years!
From this, it could be seen how rich and extraordinary the spiritual qi in this third level was.
"Although this place is good, it's a pity that the spiritual qi is limited. Once I cultivate here, I'm afraid it will be absorbed cleanly within a few years!" Ling Xiao said with a sigh.
The spiritual qi here was isolated from the outside world. Once the spiritual qi dried up, it would be very difficult to replenish.
Therefore, although this place was good, it could not let him use it for cultivation and breakthrough.
Ling Xiao began to size up this space. He discovered that not far away was surprisingly the same as the second level. There was a spiritual field.
He quickly flew over. This place was surprisingly similar to the second floor. It was filled with spirit herbs, but the spirit herbs here were all seventh and eighth grade. The only difference was that the number of spirit herbs here was much less than the second floor.
"Low seventh level Radiant Star Grass. This is a rare light attribute spirit grass." Ling Xiao's eyes shone as he looked at a white stalk of grass.
Then, he began to identify the other spiritual herbs.
"Mid-level Level Seven Heaventongue Bamboo, an elemental neutral spirit grass."
"High-tier seventh-grade Seven Revolutions Vine, wood-type spirit grass."
…
"Low-tier eight Dragonmark Flower, metal-type spirit grass."
"Mid-eighth level Eight-leafed Fire Lotus, a fire-type spirit herb."
"High-tier eighth-grade Black Serpent Vine, a black-type spirit grass."
…
The more Ling Xiao looked, the more shocked he became. Every single Spiritual Grass here had reached the seventh rank and above, and there was even a small portion of the eighth rank Spiritual Grass. Every single one of them was priceless, and it really made him extremely excited.
He could not help but feel that this Heaven Cauldron was truly an alchemist's treasure. Not only could it improve the quality of pills, but it also contained so many spiritual herbs that it saved him a lot of time to search for spirit herbs.
However, Ling Xiao knew that the items in this Heaven Cauldron were not that easy to obtain. It must be the same as the second floor, where one had to exchange for spirit herbs of the same rank in order to use the spiritual herbs here.
"Could it be that apart from these things?
Are there no other surprises? "Ling Xiao asked with some dissatisfaction.
If other alchemists heard this, they would probably want to slap him to death.
There were so many high-tier spiritual herbs here, and yet he was still not satisfied. He really wanted to show off!
"Of course there are surprises!" An old voice sounded faintly.
"Who?" Ling Xiao's hair stood on end.
This voice was clearly not the cauldron's soul, and yet that person was able to approach him without a sound. How could he not be shocked?
Ling Xiao clearly saw the person who spoke. No, he was not a person, but a remnant soul energy.
This remnant soul energy condensed into the appearance of an old man with the demeanor of an immortal. Looking at his elegant appearance, one could guess that he was also a flamboyant person when he was young.
He gently stroked his white beard and stared at Ling Xiao with satisfaction, as if Ling Xiao was a great beauty naked in front of him, making his face full of spring breeze.
Ling Xiao shrank back and said: "Who the hell are you?
Why are you here? "
"Haha … I don't remember who I am, I only vaguely remember that people respectfully call me 'Alchemist God'!" The old man revealed a wanton and arrogant laugh.
"Alchemist God!" Ling Xiao's eyes bulged out as he exclaimed.
Was there a God in this world?
He only knew that when one reached the pinnacle of martial arts, one could fly in the sky and burrow into the earth, shatter mountains with their fists, and split rivers with their feet. However, above this, there was a powerful great man who could create his own space and take in all things for his own use. This kind of great man was also known as the Saint or the Holy Emperor. Above them, there was a kind of existence respectfully called "God"!
Not only could they shatter stars with their fists, they could even soar through the universe and enjoy boundless might. They were practically omnipotent and immortal existences. They'd already broken away from the scope of humans, and they were true "gods"!
When an alchemist reached the pinnacle, they could also be called "God" or "Alchemist God"!
This was the pinnacle realm that all alchemists revered. It existed in the illusory, yet it was truly born.
The old man in front of him actually called himself the "Alchemist God", which made Ling Xiao unable to wrap his head around it.
The old man looked at Ling Xiao and said with a smile, "What's wrong? Are you scared? No wonder you're still young and don't know the vastness of the sky. You don't even know the existence of God. It must have been hard on you!"
Ling Xiao shuddered and regained his senses. He walked to the old man's side and circled around him, sizing him up.
The old man shrank back and said, "Little guy, this God refuses to be gay!"
When Ling Xiao heard this, he directly fell to the ground and vomited three liters of blood.
He bounced up from the ground and shouted, "Damn, are you a human or a ghost?
You're actually gay? Your whole family is gay! "
He really didn't expect that this old man would be like that Cauldron Soul, causing him to show signs of collapse.
"Little guy, it's not a good thing to have a bad temper. You should know that in the path of alchemy, the most taboo is to have a bad temper. That kind of person will never be able to refine good pills." The old man was actually not angry, but very patiently advised.
Ling Xiao was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and directly cut to the point, "Tell me, why are you here?
Did you swallow that guy Obsidian? "
"What a joke, Obsidian was created by me, how could I swallow it? Obsidian, come out!" The old man said snappily.
When Obsidian heard the call, he immediately appeared in front of the two. He knelt down on one knee and said, "Greetings, Big Master and Little Master!"
"Hey, you … What do you mean by this? Big Master, Little Master?" Ling Xiao's brain was a little confused. What was this!
Obsidian said with a drooping face, "He is the Big Master, you are the Little Master!"
"Wait, can the Obsidian Cauldron be shared?" Ling Xiao asked in confusion.
Just when Obsidian wanted to say something, the old man waved his hand and said, "Obsidian, you can leave first. I don't have much time, let me explain to him."
After Obsidian bowed, he once again disappeared in front of the two.
The old man sighed and said, "I am the first owner of the Obsidian Cauldron, and it was also created by me. Do you understand now?"
The old man had already made it very clear. Ling Xiao was not a fool, so he already knew who this old man was.
Ling Xiao's angry expression just now immediately turned into a spring breeze-like smile. He bowed slightly to the old man and said, "Ah haha … So it's Senior, Junior Ling Xiao pays his respects to you!"
He was worried in his heart, "This is bad, this old man is the original owner of the Obsidian Cauldron. No wonder he can stay here. Don't tell me he wants to take back the Obsidian Cauldron?"
The old man seemed to be able to see through Ling Xiao's thoughts and said, "You little rascal, this old man has already been dead for god knows how many years, why would I fight with you over the Obsidian Cauldron!"
Ling Xiao let out a sigh of relief and said, "That's good, that's good. I knew that Senior is a righteous sage god, why would he fight with us mortals over this insignificant cauldron?"
The old man lightly shook his head and said with a smile, "You're just like me when I was young, narcissistic enough, but I like it!"
Ling Xiao shrunk back and immediately covered his chest as he looked at the old man vigilantly.
The old man's face was full of black lines as he said, "I don't have time to waste with you. Since you can come here, prepare to receive my inheritance!"
"Your inheritance?" Ling Xiao asked.
"That's right. You can come to the third level before the age of thirty. This proves that you are already an Empyrean, and also proves that you should be a sixth-grade alchemist, so you are qualified to receive my inheritance." The old man nodded in response.
"Sounds good!" Ling Xiao happily nodded.
The old man smiled and said, "At least you know what's good for you. You are the first person to receive my inheritance, and you will also be the last. You should feel honored!"
"Wait …" Why do you say that? Did none of the previous owners of the Obsidian Cauldron accept your inheritance? "Ling Xiao asked.
"Hmph, although they are not bad, compared to you, their aptitude is simply a pile of shit!" The old man said disdainfully.
Hearing this, Ling Xiao secretly rejoiced in his heart, "Hehe, looks like this young master is really a one-in-a-million genius!"
"Alright, I don't have much time left. You will only receive a third of my inheritance now. Wait until you reach the eighth level of the Saint Alchemist Realm, then go to the fourth level to receive the rest of my inheritance!"
After the old man finished speaking, his shadow gradually became blurry, and little sparkling and translucent balls of light, like fireflies, quickly flew into Ling Xiao's sea of consciousness.
"Hey, you haven't said what the inheritance is. Don't tell me you want to take over my body?" Ling Xiao called out nervously.
Unfortunately, those little balls of light still forced their way into his sea of consciousness.
Suddenly, Ling Xiao fell into a sluggish state, and his soul in his sea of consciousness had been forcibly injected with some kind of mysterious memory inheritance by the little balls of light.
After an unknown amount of time, the old man had completely disappeared, and all the balls of light had also entered Ling Xiao's sea of consciousness.
In the space, only a sigh resounded for a long time. "I, the alchemist god, have finally found a successor, haha …"