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This feeling of power is extremely wonderful and intoxicating.

However, Fang Xuan quickly calmed down.

At this moment, although he held a natural advantage.

He still had to wait for the right opportunity to ensure success.

When would that be?

Probably the moment when that old guy used him as a test subject.

...

Time passed.

Another two days went by.

Out of the sixty or so medicine slaves, only Fang Xuan and one other person were still alive.

Everyone else had died.

The entire mountain valley became much quieter.

At this moment.

Inside the Cave Mansion.

Mu Yi sat cross-legged in front of a square-shaped pill furnace, his hands constantly moving, forming seals and controlling the flames inside the furnace.

Before long.

He retracted his arm and shouted coldly.

"Stop!"

In an instant, a strong medicinal fragrance overflowed from the pill furnace.

Mu Yi reached out and a blood-red pill flew into his hand.

"It should be about right this time."

"These additional spiritual herbs can neutralize the intense toxicity of the iron thread flower."

"As for how much they can neutralize, we still need to observe."

Mu Yi muttered to himself, then walked out of the Cave Mansion and arrived outside the medicinal garden.

"Both of you, come with me!"

Upon hearing this, the remaining medicine slave, Fang Xuan, couldn't help but stiffen, a look of despair appearing in his eyes.

The horrifying state of the four people who died in the wooden house a few days ago was still vivid in his mind.

Now, it was finally his turn.

He felt an immense fear, his legs trembling uncontrollably as he walked.

And Fang Xuan didn't say a word, bowing his head and silently following behind.

His whole body was tense, the golden small sword in the Sea of Bitterness hanging high, ready to strike at any moment!

.....

Soon.

The two followed Mu Yi into his Cave Mansion.

The lighting here was dim, filled with bottles and jars, permeated with a strong medicinal fire scent.

Mu Yi smirked at the two of them, then without wasting any words, he pointed his finger and a pill flew out directly.

"Eat it."

"You're luckier than those medicine slaves."

"According to this old man's observation, you have a 60% chance of surviving."

The crimson pill floated over and landed directly in the hands of the medicine slave.

Upon hearing this, the medicine slave's face immediately showed a glimmer of hope, grabbing the pill and swallowing it in one gulp.

Then.

The two were arranged to stay in a corner, while Mu Yi continued to light the furnace and refine other pills.

Fang Xuan sat on the ground, silent.

His eyes were focused on Mu Yi's pill refining.

[Ding, you have gained profound insights from observing the pill refining method, mastering the art of pill refining.]

As the voice fell.

Waves of obscure insights about pill refining surged into his mind.

A curve slowly formed at the corner of Fang Xuan's mouth.

Unexpectedly.

This old man taught him something before he died.

Although pill refining was a minor path.

But for the early stages of cultivation, it still had great benefits.

At least, the spiritual herbs in the medicine garden wouldn't go to waste.

Time quietly passed.

Soon it was late at night.

"Ah—"

The medicine slave sitting next to Fang Xuan suddenly let out a scream.

The symptoms were the same as the other test subjects, with black blood flowing from their seven orifices.

Mu Yi noticed the commotion and flew over directly, his murky old eyes fixed on the writhing medicine slave, carefully observing.

Until a few breaths later.

The slave's neck tilted, and he died on the spot!

"I didn't expect the toxicity of the Iron Wire Flower to be so strong."

"We still need to increase the dosage to neutralize it."

Mu Yi was somewhat surprised, his eyes twitched slightly, and then he turned and left.

Immediately, he took out several portions of the main medicine from the bottles and jars on the ground and began refining them in the furnace.

At this moment,

Fang Xuan was ready to strike.

He knew that the time to make a move was coming!

After another half an hour,

Mu Yi collected his handprints and once again refined a blood-red pill.

"Kid."

"It seems that among all these slaves, you are the luckiest."

"I dare to bet that you have an eighty percent chance of surviving!"

Mu Yi smiled coldly and handed the pill to Fang Xuan, his eyes full of anticipation.

Fang Xuan raised his head, his face expressionless.

Just as he was about to reach out and take the pill, a flash of light appeared in his eyes, and he suddenly shouted loudly towards Mu Yi's back.

"Wu Chan, why aren't you attacking?!"

"What?!"

Mu Yi was instantly shocked. He instinctively turned his head, only to find that there was no one behind him!

He immediately realized that he had been tricked by this kid!

And at this moment,

It was already too late.

"Clang—"

A sharp golden small sword suddenly burst out from Fang Xuan's Sea of Bitterness.

In a lightning-fast manner, it directly pierced through Mu Yi's forehead, and hot blood instantly flowed out.

"You..."

Mu Yi pointed at Fang Xuan, his eyes filled with fear and disbelief.

He couldn't believe it.

A mortal actually possessed such profound magic power in such a short period of time!

Immediately, before the words were finished, Mu Yi's hand weakly dropped, and his body fell straight back.

Fang Xuan walked in front of him, looking down coldly with a sneer.

"What you don't know is..."

"I bet you, you will definitely die!"

At this moment, Fang Xuan felt an immense sense of relief in his heart.

The suppression and fear of over a month had all dissipated.

From now on, he could roam freely in the vast sea and soar high in the sky like a bird!

"Chi—"

Fang Xuan waved his hand and retrieved the spatial Law Weapon tied around Mu Yi's waist. Then, a strand of divine power surged from his fingertips and probed into it.

Inside was a space of about a dozen cubic units.

It contained some elixirs, spirit stones, miscellaneous items, ancient books, clothing, and a few pieces of bone inscriptions, among other things.

It could be considered a fruitful harvest.

Fang Xuan looked around and went up to inspect it.

The bottles and jars filling the Cave Mansion were all main medicine liquids extracted using alchemy techniques.

For him, they had great utility.

After all, he was now a senior alchemy master.

Just by opening one of the jars and sniffing it, he could tell what kind of medicinal herbs were used to refine it.

He had no worries about not being able to refine pills that could enhance his cultivation.

When everything settled and the life and death crisis was completely resolved, Fang Xuan calmed down and began to contemplate his next steps.

The third princess of the Witch Kingdom, Wu Chan, had come from afar to find Mu Yi in the Grotto-Heaven Realm for medicine.

Presumably, her own cultivation level was not that high.

Most likely, she was in the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

That woman had a treacherous heart and had needlessly put him in danger. Fang Xuan was determined to kill her.

However, the current situation in the Witch Kingdom was still temporarily unknown, so it was most important to improve his own strength.

"This place is hidden and has over a hundred types of spiritual herbs."

"I will first cultivate the Wheel Sea Secret Realm to perfection here!"

After making his decision, Fang Xuan casually threw out several corpses from the Cave Mansion and prepared to start cultivating.

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