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As they moved along the corridor, it was clear that during the time Wei Yang and the others had been inside the ancient forest, this place had already been thoroughly looted.
The surroundings were in total disarray — the once well-preserved pavilions were now torn apart and ruined, looking more like piles of rubble than ancient structures. It was enough to make anyone shake their head.
These were relics from the ancient era, priceless historical architecture, yet these treasure hunters treated them like trash. Was there really a need to destroy everything like this while searching for loot?
No manners.
Seeing how the place had already been ravaged beyond recognition, Wei Yang and the others quickly lost any curiosity they had left. They sped up, heading toward the main hall's center.
As they hurried deeper inside, they came across quite a few people still frantically searching for treasures. After flying through several more corridors—
A faint, familiar scent suddenly drifted through the air, making them pause mid-flight.
Xiao Yan's eyes flickered slightly as he said softly, "That's the scent of pills. A very strong one too. Judging from how thick it is, there must be quite a lot of pills. If I'm not mistaken, there should be an alchemy room or pill storage chamber up ahead."
The discovery made everyone's hearts stir slightly. In this world, pills always carried immense allure. These weren't ordinary pills — they were relics left behind by an ancient Dou Sheng-level powerhouse. That kind of temptation was several times stronger.
"Then let's go take a look. I've always been curious about pills from the ancient era — this is the perfect chance to see for ourselves." Wei Yang smiled, then pushed off the ground, speeding toward the source of the medicinal fragrance.
"Waaah! Wei Yang, slow down! Don't you dare snatch the pills before me!" Zi Yan yelled, chasing after him at full speed. Behind her, Xiao Yan and the others chuckled softly and quickly followed.
The many corridors of the great hall twisted like a maze. Fortunately, by following the direction of the scent, it took them only about ten minutes before they neared their destination. As their flight gradually slowed—
Before them appeared a massive ancient-style building, its age and history radiating from every carved beam and column. Hanging under the eaves of the hall was a large plaque, upon which two grand, flowing characters were engraved in ancient calligraphy: Pill Hall (丹殿).
Wei Yang and the others glanced at the plaque, then lowered their eyes. The hall's main doors had long been smashed open, and through the entrance they could see numerous figures inside, rummaging around in a frenzy.
"Let's go in." Wei Yang said lightly, stepping first into the wide hall.
Once inside, the first floor of the Pill Hall was a complete mess. Countless figures, like bandits looting a town, barged into the rooms, sweeping up anything that looked remotely valuable. From time to time, fierce battles erupted between those fighting over the same pill.
Wei Yang took only one indifferent glance before losing interest. He strode forward, heading deeper into the Pill Hall. Finding a staircase leading up, he ascended straight to the second floor. The moment he stepped onto it, his pace paused slightly.
Right behind him, Xiao Yan's expression also changed, and he whispered, "Everyone, be careful. The air here is poisonous."
After all, medicine and poison came from the same roots. Those with high sensitivity to medicinal properties could immediately sense the difference in the air the instant they entered.
Hearing this, Qing Lin, Ah Da, and Zi Yan froze briefly. Taking a light breath, they too noticed something was off.
"No wonder there are so few people on this floor. Look, someone's already fallen victim." Xiao Yan said, his gaze landing on several corpses scattered on the ground ahead. Judging by their appearances, they were clearly unlucky ones who had been poisoned to death.
Wei Yang flipped his hand, taking out a detoxification pill and handing it to Zi Yan, pressing it into her mouth. Then, a faint layer of black flame emerged around his body as he strode forward.
Zzz… zzz… zzz…
As he entered, the toxins in the air that approached his body were instantly burned away by the black flames, producing faint sizzling sounds.
Following behind, Xiao Yan, Ah Da, and Qing Lin each ignited their own protective flames, forming a barrier that blocked the poisonous air from seeping in.
Zi Yan, with a bitter face, chewed the detox pill a few times before frowning and swallowing it down. "Bleh… it tastes awful."
At that moment, Xiao Yan couldn't help but stare in astonishment.
Qing Lin's blue flames he recognized — the calm, ocean-like color belonged to Sea Heart Flame's sub-flame. But Ah Da's dark, writhing flames were completely different — and they shocked Xiao Yan deeply.
That flame carried a strange, whispering wind within it, and as the sound entered one's ears, it made the listener feel a faint irritability, stirring emotional turbulence from within.
"Ah Da, you…" Xiao Yan stared at A-Da with wide eyes.
"Hehe, thanks to Master's gift, I was able to take control of this Heavenly Flame." A-Da grinned, clearly proud, and said, "Just a mere tenth-ranked flame, hehe."
"Hiss… it's the Nine Serene Wind Flame!" Xiao Yan sucked in a sharp breath, utterly shocked.
His eyelids twitched violently.
Mere?Damn it, that's the tenth-ranked flame on the Heavenly Flame Ranking — Nine Serene Wind Flame! In the ranking, it's only slightly below the Three Thousand Burning Flame, which sits at ninth! And you're calling that "mere"?
Xiao Yan was speechless.
"Ah Da, you—you hid this way too deep! Damn, when did you even refine it? Let me take a look! Tsk tsk, so this is the legendary Nine Serene Wind Flame… it's my first time seeing one." Xiao Yan no longer had the mood to explore the second floor.
He quickly moved beside Ah Da, asking questions one after another. In his heart, his admiration for Wei Yang had already reached the point of worship. No—he was completely numb by now.
Even if one day Wei Yang suddenly pulled out a Heavenly Flame ranked in the top five, Xiao Yan felt he probably wouldn't even be that surprised anymore. Heavenly Flames seemed to just grow in Wei Yang's backyard or something.
One after another, endlessly. It had gotten so absurdly extravagant that he could even gift one to a servant like Ah Da.
Damn!
The Pill Hall had a total of three floors.
After taking a brief look around the second floor, Wei Yang and the others only found a few low-grade pills — barely worth mentioning. It seemed someone else had already cleaned the place out before them.
Wei Yang flipped his hand, storing a jade bottle containing the pills. He planned to take it back and study it, to see how ancient alchemy techniques differed from the present ones.
After searching for a bit longer and finding nothing noteworthy, everyone lost interest. They soon located the passage leading to the third floor and left the second behind. Upon stepping into the final floor, they were greeted by an extremely vast space.
All around them stood numerous large alchemy rooms, each of impressive size and lavish design — far beyond anything on the lower two floors.
Wei Yang stretched out his hand and grasped the air lightly, then brought it to his nose to take a sniff. His brows rose slightly. He could sense a strong poisonous gas mixed in the air.
He immediately turned toward Zi Yan and warned, "The poison here is thick, and it can corrode Dou Qi inside your body. Be careful."
"Oh." Zi Yan wrinkled her little nose and held her breath.
As they ventured deeper into the third floor, their eyes could faintly make out a few scattered human figures in the distance. Each of these people had a strong aura — even the weakest among them had at least reached the high-level Dou Zong stage.
Of course, without real strength, anyone who dared enter this third floor would only be courting death.
Wei Yang's sudden arrival with his group naturally drew plenty of attention. However, no one came forward to strike up conversation; instead, everyone kept to themselves, searching through the area.
Each person maintained a cautious distance from the others, wary and alert. At this level of power, unless there was a major conflict of interest, no one wanted to start a fight.
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