After a long while, Song Tingwan held the small piece of Star Abyss Condensed Stone, and when she looked up, the Shennong Cauldron appeared in front of the three of them.

Shen Zhuochuan raised an eyebrow slightly and waved his hand to create a barrier.

Baili Xijiang also stared wide-eyed and sat up straight.

Master is about to refine elixirs.

Song Tingwan took out a wisp of ghost energy and a wisp of demon energy from the bottle that stored them, and then used her divine sense to control and send the two wisps of energy into the Star Abyss Condensed Stone.

The Star Abyss Condensed Stone was originally translucent and multicolored. After two wisps of energy entered, the colors changed constantly, eventually turning into pure black.

Song Tingwan felt the three invisible energies repelling each other within the stone, before they slowly merged together.

I was quite surprised.

The power within the stone seems capable of encompassing everything.

The ghostly energy and demonic energy were preserved while simultaneously making them reconcile.

Judging from this, it seems that the ghost cultivator can probably reside in the Star Abyss Condensed Stone.

And demonic cultivators... it seems they can do that too?

But when Song Tingwan thought about how such stones could house souls and demonic energy, she was overwhelmed.

I subconsciously thought of Senior Kaede.

Jade heirlooms... can also house souls.

So, is there any connection between the heirloom jade and the Star Abyss Condensed Stone?

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Song Tingwan's mind.

She waved her hand, dispelling the Shennong Cauldron and her divine sense, and the black, semi-transparent stone fell into her hand.

"I'm going into seclusion."

He left behind a single sentence and then hurried away.

The uncle and nephew stood there for a long time, watching her retreating figure.

"I knew it! Only I truly understand Master! My discovery this time is incredibly useful!"

Baili Xijiang bumped his uncle's shoulder, feeling incredibly proud.

Shen Zhuochuan chuckled, "Hmm, you did well this time. Keep up the good work."

He took a step back to avoid his nephew bumping into him, and instead patted him on the shoulder and said something.

Shen Zhuochuan turned and left, instructing his men to collect some Star Abyss Condensed Stones at the Cloud Palace Peak.

Perhaps she can use it.

Baili Xijiang chased after him angrily, saying, "I told you that making elixirs is more useful than cultivation."

Shen Zhuochuan couldn't help but turn around and tap him on the head.

“If it weren’t for me supervising your cultivation for the past hundred years, you would be the one with the lowest cultivation level among your companions.”

If the people around Song Tingwan and Song Siyao are too weak, a bunch of people will come knocking on their door, eager to push them out.

This is a savior.

If we fail, fine, but the entire Six Realms will perish together.

If they succeed, the two chosen women and their companions will be showered with glory.

Who wouldn't want to compete?

Baili Xijiang was already a little weak when he heard this, but he forced himself to stand tall and said, "If I used the time I spent cultivating to refine pills, I might be able to refine eighth-grade pills."

Shen Zhuochuan smiled enigmatically upon hearing this, "Am I the one who's hindering a new eighth-grade Dan cultivator?"

This time, Baili Xijiang was completely defeated.

"Oh, Uncle, I was wrong."

The listless little black dragon was held down by Shen Zhuochuan and made to swim in the river.

The black dragon flicked its tail, completely unconcerned that it had splashed water all over its uncle, who was dressed in white.

Black Dragon was lost in thought, though he knew his uncle meant well.

But he really disliked cultivation; it was tedious and boring, and he was always frustrated.

So they always relied on the dragon's strong physical body, and whenever they couldn't win, they would transform into their original form and fight with brute force.

In reality, I almost never won.

The black dragon's tail slapped the water twice more. After Shen Zhuochuan expressionlessly dried his hair with his spiritual energy, he raised an eyebrow and cast a water-blocking spell.

"Uncle, please teach me some of the powerful combat techniques of the dragon race."

The black dragon turned its head, and its enormous head nuzzled against the man in white.

Shen Zhuochuan pushed him away with disdain.

"You don't like to study, but as soon as your parents start teaching you, you start jumping around and running around."

Baili Xijiang shamelessly pressed closer, "Oh, now I want to learn."

When Baili Xijiang wanted to curry favor with someone, he would shower them with compliments as if they were free.

"When it comes to combat skills, which dragon in the entire dragon race can compare to my uncle?"

"If I'm going to learn, I'll learn the strongest!"

"Uncle, please teach me more, so that we can better protect our master in the future."

When the little black dragon asked for help, his big eyes were clear and sincere.

Not long after hatching, the little black dragon lay on the white dragon's horns and dozed off.

A tiny, inconspicuous black thread wrapped around the white dragon's horns.

She called him "little uncle" in a childish voice.

Baili Xijiang practically grew up alongside Shen Zhuochuan.

If it were any other little dragon in the dragon race, they could choose whether to learn or not. If they didn't learn, they would just obediently take a beating when they encountered people, and if they couldn't beat them, they could simply go back to their clan to call for help.

He wouldn't get involved that much at all.

They certainly wouldn't go to great lengths to find the world's strongest alchemist just because the little black dragon loves alchemy.

"My little uncle is the best!"

The white dragon slapped him with its tail, nearly stunning the little black dragon.

"stand up."

Learn combat techniques.

"Okay!"

Song Tingwan went into seclusion for two months.

The black and white dragons fought for a long time amidst the green mountains and above the white clouds.

Most of the time, it's the white dragon beating up the little black dragon.

After being stunned at first, the little black dragon held its breath and began to learn fiercely and frantically.

Meanwhile, Qin Xi, who was far away at Tianji Sect, heard about Yun Yin's movements and would often have her father and cousin accompany her to spar.

Progress day by day.

From awkwardly and hastily dodging to skillfully protecting one's vital points, as long as one works hard and diligently, there is nothing one cannot succeed at.

In the blink of an eye, the Sword Inquiry Sect has made preparations for the sect competition, and in another month, sects will arrive one after another.

As the most prominent figure, Song Siyao is someone every peak wants to compete for.

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