When the Two Elders of Xuanming were lured out by Zhao Li, they saw their Master and Young Master in his hands, and their hearts were filled with shock and fury.
Zhao Li's indifferent gaze swept over the two of them. He then threw down the two bodies that were already stiff and said coldly,
"The Dou Qi Continent is vast. There are many forces stronger than the Xuan Ming Sect. You don't have the right to act as you please yet. Take them and go back where you came from. If you continue to act so domineeringly in the future, the next time I visit, it might be the time your sect is annihilated."
After speaking, Zhao Li's figure slowly dissipated, leaving only his voice echoing in the courtyard.
The Two Elders of Xuanming didn't dare to make any unnecessary movements. They took the bodies of Elder Xuan Ming and Chen Haolong, and aside from their shock and fear, a trace of relief also arose in their hearts.
They weren't fools and could somewhat guess the cause and effect of things. It was nothing more than trying to kill someone and then being found by that person.
Remembering how Chen Haolong had asked Elder Xuan Ming to intercept and kill Zhao Li during the daytime, they had even wanted to take on that task themselves. Now...
They suddenly shivered. They didn't dare to entertain thoughts of revenge and only wanted to leave this insecure place as quickly as possible.
The two brothers exchanged glances, nodded simultaneously, and left the area.
After Zhao Li dealt with the people from the Xuan Ming Sect, he replicated his method. His powerful Soul Power spread out, but after searching all over Holy Pill City, he still didn't find Li Youtian and his son.
Zhao Li shook his head and returned to the Ye Clan's separate courtyard.
For two little guys who weren't even Dou Sects, he could just ask the Ye Clan to keep an eye on them. They wouldn't be able to cause any trouble.
Zhao Li didn't return to his room. He leaned against the ancient tree in the courtyard, looking at the moon that had once again broken through the cloud cover in the night sky.
Thinking about the events of the day, Zhao Li was filled with emotion.
"Ultimately, this is a world that values strength. What is the purpose of diligently cultivating to become a strong person? Is it to casually crush Chen Haolong?"
Zhao Li shook his head and roared uncontrollably in his heart:
"No! I want to witness the scenery at the peak. I hope that people like Chen Haolong and Elder Xuan Ming become fewer and fewer."
The clouds moved with the wind, still trying to block the moon, but that ray of light always managed to penetrate the clouds and shine into the courtyard.
The night passed without a word.
Zhao Li sat quietly in the courtyard for a long time, opening his eyes as the morning glow appeared.
Zhao Li couldn't help but think a lot about what happened last night.
In recent years, Zhao Li had actually rarely killed people. Most of the time, he would only give a minor punishment to those he found unbearable. Of course, he didn't deny that this was partly because Zhao Li kept a low profile and avoided causing trouble.
But Zhao Li also clearly knew that the reason he could make choices was ultimately because he possessed powerful strength.
Just like the widely circulated saying on the internet in his previous life, "When others accuse you of having nuclear weapons, you'd better actually have them." It was the same on the Dou Qi Continent, and even more so.
Strength is something you can choose not to use, but you must have it. Otherwise, you will be powerless in many situations.
"Improving myself is for the sake of having the ability to choose when facing various situations, rather than being swept along by the vast mortal world, not knowing where I'm going."
The morning breeze blew across his face. Zhao Li stretched lazily, took a deep breath, and then exhaled. His mood instantly brightened.
Remembering the iron piece he had acquired yesterday, Zhao Li lightly flipped his wrist and took out the two iron pieces. He swept them with his Soul Power and carefully examined them.
"How can I get the information from them? Blood recognition?"
After looking for a long time without any clues, Zhao Li couldn't help but think of ancient tropes.
He decided to act immediately. Zhao Li condensed an Ice Cone and stabbed it into his palm, starting to try blood recognition.
Even though Zhao Li deliberately controlled it, his powerful physique still caused the wound to heal quickly. Zhao Li was quite helpless and cut another opening.
After a long time, the iron pieces still didn't react at all.
Zhao Li frowned and began to try roasting them with Flame. It didn't work! Then Zhao Li soaked them in water, and there was still no reaction.
After a long time, Zhao Li withdrew his Soul Power. He still had no clue. He scratched his head and sighed:
"Sigh, I don't know what secrets these two iron pieces hold, and what method is needed to find out their contents?"
Naturally, no one told Zhao Li the answer.
Looking at the sky, the sun was already high up. Zhao Li realized that he had been studying for nearly two hours.
Putting away the Mysterious Iron Piece, Zhao Li stopped thinking about it and walked towards the Pill Tower.
There was still some time before he would start refining pills. Zhao Li wouldn't let this time go to waste without doing anything.
Zhao Li knew that there were still many good things in the Pill Tower. If he could make use of them, his Alchemy Technique would definitely improve significantly.
Zhao Li didn't go anywhere else and still headed straight for the Pill Tower's Library.
Looking at the rows and rows of stone shelves filled with various books, Zhao Li secretly prayed:
"If only I could find another set of Alchemy Grandmaster's Notes."
A few days ago, Zhao Li had accidentally found a set of Notes from a Rank 8 Alchemist. After reading it, he gained a lot. It was precisely after that that Zhao Li decided to start refining the Soul Purification Spirit Pill.
However, life rarely goes as planned. Zhao Li searched for a long time but still didn't see another set of insights from a Rank 8 Alchemist.
Zhao Li naturally wouldn't know that that set of Notes was deliberately placed there for him by Wind Lightning.
Since meeting Zhao Li, Wind Lightning vaguely felt that Zhao Li might already have a Spirit Realm Soul. He wanted to verify this, so he took out his previous insights and quietly gave them to Zhao Li.
As he wished, Zhao Li indeed prepared to refine Eighth Grade Pills.
Time flew by like a white colt passing a crevice, fleeting in an instant. A day passed quietly without him realizing it.
Zhao Li placed the notes he was holding back in their original spot and looked into the distance.
Rosy clouds enveloped the mountaintop, and the sun struggled to cast its final rays upon the earth. The light filtered through the red clouds and the window, shining on Zhao Li and stretching his shadow long, long behind him.
"Notes from an Eighth Grade Alchemy Grandmaster are truly hard to come by. Even within the Pill Tower, they aren't common."
Zhao Li withdrew his gaze, shook his head, and left the library.
Although Zhao Li was keen to find high-grade notes, he didn't ignore the other books. Today could be considered a modest gain.
Inside the Pill Tower, Zhao Li walked through floor after floor. Passing by the Alchemy Square, Zhao Li saw someone practicing alchemy there, surrounded by quite a few people.
While it wasn't packed, the number of people allowed into the Pill Tower was limited to begin with. More than half of them were gathered here, and people were still rushing over from time to time.
Curious, Zhao Li stopped and walked over.
"Senior Lan Luhu hasn't practiced alchemy for two years. Last time, I was lucky enough to see him refine an Eighth Grade pill that attracted Two-Colored Pill Lightning. I gained quite a bit of insight. I wonder what he's going to refine this time?"
"You're really lucky, brother."
"I heard Senior Lan has made significant progress during his travels outside these past two years. It's truly enviable."
"Yeah, I've been stuck at High Grade Seventh Grade for over ten years without any progress."
"Same here."
From the hushed whispers occasionally coming from the surroundings, Zhao Li understood the situation.
The elder practicing alchemy on the platform was one of the Pill Tower's Guest Elders. He had once participated in a Pill Convention, won the championship, and shortly after broke through to Eighth Grade, leading the Pill Tower to recruit him as a Guest Elder.
Watching the elder refine the medicinal ingredients, Zhao Li silently memorized them in his mind, unconsciously beginning to deduce the pill formula.
This was a habit Zhao Li had developed recently.
Zhao Li knew that what he lacked was practical alchemy experience and the accumulation of pill formulas. So, whenever he had the chance, Zhao Li would try to trace back to the origin and deduce the pill formula.
In his mind, Zhao Li completed the refinement of the various medicinal ingredients, combining them according to pharmacology, either neutralizing each other or stimulating each other, ultimately forming various different pills.
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