The next day, at the peak of a mountain dozens of miles from Xingyue City, a spatial rift appeared, and five figures emerged.
Yun Ze, Di Tian, Bi Ji, Gu Yue Na, and Xiong Jun landed on the summit.
This was the predetermined alchemy site—remote, desolate, and rarely visited. There was no need to worry about causing a commotion or being interrupted.
"Only when I tell you to inject soul power should you start infusing pure energy into my body. Do not act on your own, understood?"
Yun Ze instructed Di Tian, Bi Ji, and Xiong Jun with a serious tone.
Gu Yue Na's soul power wasn't strong enough to be of much help, so she wouldn't be involved in the infusion process.
"Understood." The three nodded solemnly.
Without wasting time, Yun Ze found a flat area, sat down cross-legged, and took out the alchemy furnace that had been prepared in advance.
The furnace stood over a meter tall, entirely pale red, supported by three legs and two ears. It had a drum-like body and a conical lid, with intricate patterns etched across its surface.
This was no ordinary furnace but an eighth-level soul tool, crafted from special materials that amplified flame temperatures. The only requirement for usage was fire itself.
Even a first-rank soul master with fire attributes could operate this eighth-level soul tool.
Yun Ze sat with his legs crossed, his body glowing with firelight as the surrounding temperature rose. With a resounding "chirp", the phoenix shot into the sky.
The divine bird spread its wings, trailing flames as it soared dozens of meters before circling back to land behind Yun Ze.
Two purple soul rings rose around his waist, pulsating with scorching energy fluctuations.
Yun Ze raised a palm toward the furnace, releasing flames that engulfed it, beginning the preheating process.
Under the intense Phoenix Fire, the furnace's temperature rapidly climbed to the desired level.
Lifting his palm, Yun Ze used soul power to form an invisible force that removed the furnace lid. Then, he retrieved the prepared medicinal ingredients from his storage ring.
Bi Ji had gathered these herbs in advance. Yun Ze had already processed them, so they could be added directly.
Following a precise sequence, he placed one-third of the ingredients into the furnace.
"Clang."
The lid closed, and Yun Ze began refining the herbs, occasionally probing inside with his spiritual power to monitor the fusion process.
The most critical aspect of alchemy was spiritual control. Every step required precise manipulation to ensure the proper blending of medicinal essences.
Most alchemists wouldn't dare to momentarily withdraw their spiritual sense, as this greatly increased the risk of failure.
But Yun Ze was different.
Firstly, he had absolute confidence in his alchemy skills. Secondly, he had no choice—his spiritual power was limited, and if he maintained full focus at all times, he'd be unable to sustain the mental exhaustion.
Half an hour later, Yun Ze's soul power was depleted.
Di Tian stepped forward, injecting energy to replenish his reserves.
The energy he provided was pure and without attributes, allowing Yun Ze to absorb it effortlessly.
Di Tian's soul power was vast beyond measure compared to Yun Ze's. Even a small portion was enough to fully restore him.
Throughout this process, Yun Ze never allowed his flames to waver, keeping them perfectly stable.
The Transformation Pill wasn't considered a high-grade pill, and its refining process wasn't overly complex. The real difficulty lay in Yun Ze's low soul power, which slowed the refining speed considerably.
Of course, this was relative—to Yun Ze, it was simple, but for anyone else? That was another story.
The process proceeded smoothly but slowly.
It took a staggering five days to complete.
During this time, Di Tian continued infusing soul power into Yun Ze. By the fourth day, he had to do so constantly without pause.
When Di Tian's soul power ran out, Bi Ji took over. When Bi Ji was exhausted, Xiong Jun stepped in.
As Yun Ze had anticipated, the combined power of three Limit Douluo-level beings was necessary to sustain the alchemy process.
"Phew…"
Yun Ze exhaled deeply, sweat covering his forehead, his face pale. Five days of continuous alchemy had pushed him to his limits.
Had it not been for his special constitution, he would have collapsed from exhaustion long ago.
No ordinary six-year-old child could endure five days without sleep or rest—especially while continuously expending soul power.
A normal person would have died from exhaustion.
"Open the furnace."
Yun Ze's voice was weak. He was simply too drained to do it himself.
His physical condition was far from satisfactory—his current body was too frail and couldn't handle prolonged exertion.
"Alright!"
Di Tian couldn't hide his excitement as he stepped forward to lift the lid.
Meanwhile, Gu Yue Na approached Yun Ze, her gaze filled with gratitude and concern.
"Are you alright?" she asked.
Bi Ji had already started infusing healing energy into Yun Ze, using her life-force-rich power to help him recover.
"I'm fine. I just need a good sleep when we get back," Yun Ze replied, shaking his head.
Di Tian removed the furnace lid.
A radiant nine-colored cloud burst forth, instantly filling the air with an overwhelming medicinal fragrance.
The scent had been tightly sealed within the furnace, but now that it was released, it felt like a baptism of the soul.
Even a powerhouse like Di Tian shuddered from the effects of the fragrance.
It was proof of just how extraordinary this pill was.
Di Tian eagerly looked inside the furnace.
Inside, one hundred round, brown pills lay scattered within. Each pill was the size of a dragon's eye.
"Use soul power to retrieve them," Yun Ze instructed, tossing two jade bottles to Di Tian.
Di Tian awkwardly retracted his outstretched hand, which had been reaching for the pills, and caught the bottles instead.
He then used soul power to carefully extract the pills and store them inside.
While doing so, he counted them—exactly one hundred pills, just as Yun Ze had predicted.
"Try one," Yun Ze said, indicating for Di Tian to test the pill's effects.
Gu Yue Na, Bi Ji, and Xiong Jun all turned their attention to Di Tian, waiting to witness the results.
Di Tian had known Yun Ze for years and trusted his abilities. Without hesitation, he took a pill and swallowed it.
The pill melted instantly upon entering his mouth, transforming into a warm liquid that flowed into his abdomen before spreading to his entire body.
Di Tian carefully examined his changes.
It was an odd sensation—his body was being remolded, yet there was no pain.
There was, however, a deep, internal itching that he couldn't scratch.
Ten seconds later.
A brilliant nine-colored light erupted from his body, illuminating the sky.
The clear, sunny sky turned pitch-black in an instant, dark and oppressive.
Yet, within the darkness, the nine-colored glow surrounding Di Tian became even more dazzling.
Behind him, shadows condensed into a massive black dragon—his true form, the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King.
Then came the most shocking moment.
A scarlet soul ring rose beneath his feet.
Yes—a red soul ring!
One after another, red soul rings appeared—one, two, three… nine in total.
(End of Chapter)