588 The Buddha and the God

Ten days later, inside the dim stone room.

Ling Xian was kneeling on the ground and his two hands formed a hand seal; he was solidifying the medicinal Dan inside the cauldron.

Before him stood a purple cauldron. The Flame of Purity was boiling inside, emitting a faint scent. It was the sign that a spiritual Dan was about to complete.

Just 10 days ago, he returned to his stone room, planning on using this opportunity to practice his alchemy. It was during these 10 days, did he brew tens of spiritual Dans without a single failure.

Ignoring the quality of the medicinal Dan, the 100 percent success rate alone was already an accomplishment no ordinary people could compare against. The quality of his medicinal Dan was also so impressive that most alchemists would walk away in shame.

More than 10 medicinal Dans and hundreds of spiritual Dans of the sixth realm… The worst quality of them was of the seventh rank and half of them were of the eighth rank!

How unbelievable was this?