The secret room was filled with heat waves.

Ou Yangming felt the vigorous vitality emitted by the Heavenly Phoenix Fire and swung his right hand in the air.

The interspatial bag made a "clatter", then a green and verdant spiritual grass flowed into the pill furnace like a green light. The whole process was completed in a single breath. It was smooth and filled with an indescribable beauty.

Jiang Caijin nodded secretly, thinking to himself that Ou Yangming was indeed a young hero. It was just that he did not know how much longer the pill the young fellow refined this time would extend his life, and his heart was slightly filled with some anticipation. Although the Venerable One was old and weak, his vision was still there. Moreover, a person's age could be judged by many methods such as one's aura and behavior..

Jiang Yuping also lamented. He muttered internally, 'As long as Governor's vitality could be restored, this ancient city won't be in chaos.'

1, 2, 3...

Many spiritual herbs entered the pill furnace in a certain order. Amidst the omnipresent flames, they emitted a dense glow. When the essence of the spiritual herbs were all refined, vigorous vitality spread out from the furnace.

"They're almost done." Ou Yangming's eyes lit up. He made a gesture with both hands and pushed them out at the same time.

Immediately, an extremely strong suction force burst out from the center of the furnace. It was like a small whirlpool, condensing all the refined essences of the plants toward the center. It would have been fine that was all, but the key was that 2 large hands of spiritual Qi were suddenly condensed in the air, setting off a small cyclone.

Jiang Caijin glanced at Jiang Yuping and sent a voice transmission, 'This kind of alchemy technique is really unheard of. It's too strange.'

'Yes, congratulations, Governor. There's hope for your survival this time,' Jiang Yuping replied with a voice transmission too.

'Your contribution is greater. I'm old, but I'm not muddle-headed,' Jiang Caijin responded.

Jiang Yuping laughed embarrassedly and did not reply.

At this moment, Ou Yangming sat upright. His eyes focused, and an incredibly powerful aura burst out. He shouted in a muffled voice, "Condense"

Before his voice faded away, the 2 large hands pinched at the center. The essences of the herbs retracted bit by bit, emitting a scorching light. At the same time, with a slight thought, he fused the life force of the Heavenly Phoenix Fire into the pills. In an instant, a wisp of white mist rose. It was a life force—a boundless life force.

When Jiang Caijin saw this, his face was filled with joy. Even his body trembled. He was so excited that he could not even speak. Especially the wrinkles on his face that made his face look like an old tree bark, they were trembling at this time.

On the other hand, Ou Yangming's heart became more solemn. He had completed the steps of refining and condensing the pills, but he still needed to open the furnace. This step was also the most important step to raise the quality of the pills.

Gently exhaling a turbid breath, Ou Yangming's slender and beautiful fingers moved. Concurrently, they drew countless soul-stirring arcs. The movement became more urgent like waves crashing onto the shore, or like a blood dragon shaking the sky. Both of his hands turned into an afterimage. With the naked eye, it was impossible to keep up with his speed; one could only use one's mental strength.

Jiang Caijin's expression was grave. His eyes that had seen the vicissitudes of life, as well as his thoughts that had experienced the coldness and warmth of human emotions, trembled along with Ou Yangming's finger.

One could imagine how important the pills were to him.

Finally, Ou Yangming raised his eyebrows. His fingers first bent downwards, then lifted upwards.

A gentle white light enveloped the secret room and was mixed with a rich vitality.

When the light was gone, Ou Yangming used his spiritual power and transformed it into a knife. His strokes were majestic and soul-stirring as he carved 2 small words on each of the medicinal pills—Alchemy Saint.

Jiang Caijin was on the verge of his death, but he was worried about his gains and losses. He hesitated and asked carefully, "Master Yu, did you succeed?" Though he noticed the vigorous vitality from before, he was still afraid. The elder was afraid that this dream-like illusion would turn into a bubble, and he was afraid that the pills would turn into nothing in the end. His emotions were very complicated.

To be able to make a Venerable One feel this way, Ou Yangming should be proud of himself in terms of pill refinement.

Ou Yangming smiled faintly and handed over a porcelain bottle. With a bright smile, he expressed, "Governor Jiang, I lived up to your expectations."

It was not until his voice echoed in the secret room that Jiang Caijin finally relaxed. He raised his hand to accept the Longevity Pill, and he noted sincerely, "Master Yu, if you have any requests, please feel free to voice out. I'll tell you everything I know." His eyes stared straight at Ou Yangming, seemingly with a hidden meaning.

Ou Yangming had done so much. Was this not what he had been waiting for?

Nonetheless, his face was as calm as a lake. He cupped his hands and said, "Governor Jiang, consume the pills first. Everything else can wait."

This was Ou Yangming's scheme. Before the Venerable One took the pill, it would be useless for him to say anything. As long as the pill unleashed its best effect, his words would be powerful.

Furthermore, Ou Yangming was also very confident in his alchemy skills. To be exact, he was confident in the Heavenly Phoenix Fire.

The look of praise in Jiang Caijin's eyes became stronger. He liked to make deals with smart people like Ou Yangming, who was sensible and knew when to advance and retreat without needing too much advice. The young fellow could think of anything that he could think of, as well as those that he could not think of. The only drawback was that the fellow was too smart.

Jiang Yuping was also a smart person so after hearing these words...

He bowed, bent his back, and said softly, "Master Yu, please move to the hall." After saying that, Jiang Yuping raised his hand and made an inviting gesture. He was a top-grade Spiritualist, and he had an inheritance. If he was doing this, it was clear that he respected Ou Yangming from the bottom of his heart.

This cursed land had the Bloodline Powers and was exceptionally powerful.

Having said that, in terms of equipment smithing, pill refinement, formations... They were more than just a little inferior to the outside world.

It could be said that every "master" was worthy of respect. Therefore, Jiang Yuping's respect for Ou Yangming was sincere and not fake at all.

Ou Yangming's thoughts were clear. He smiled and nodded, then he rolled up his sleeves and put away the pill furnace. He followed behind Jiang Yuping and left the room.

Jiang Caijin watched the 2 of them leave. His fingers rubbed the porcelain bottle, and his heart felt like it was on fire.

Without any hesitation, he exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. His blocked Qi began to circulate slowly. He sat cross-legged and not long after, he had entered the states of the integration of Heaven and man and the thoroughly meticulous. At the spur of the moment, a crisp sound came from the elder's wrist, and a pale-white pill was in his palm. He glanced at the small words on the medicinal pill and muttered, "Alchemy Saint…" His gaze shifted, then he chuckled and said, "How could one not be frivolous if one is young? How could one be called a chosen one if one isn't impudent? Let me see if you're worthy of being known as the Alchemy Saint."

With a flick of his finger, a medicinal pill flew into his mouth and melted at once.

A majestic life force spread out. It felt like a sweet rain after a long drought. An indescribable sense of comfort grew from the elder's Tianling acupoint and turned into tiny warm currents that spread to every cell in his body.

Even his dried up Dantian Lake was suffused with bits of life force.

Yes, his Dantian Lake. Why was a Venerable One so formidable?

There were 2 main reasons. First, a Venerable One could merge with the universe and borrow the universe's power. Every strike carried the mightiness of Heaven and Earth.

Second, a Venerable One's dantian would have been transformed into a lake. The spiritual Qi in a Dantian Lake was dozens of times more than that of a top-grade Spiritualist, and the purity of the spiritual Qi reached an unimaginable level for a Spiritualist.

Therefore, there was a saying since ancient times that only a Venerable One could contend with a Venerable One. If one could not become a Venerable One, then he would be as insignificant as an ant.

So far, according to the records that could be found, the act of a Spiritualist killing a Venerable One had never happened. Even so, legend had it that in ancient times, a Spiritualist had once killed a Venerable One, and the person had become an insurmountable mountain to everyone, such that even the Dragons and the Phoenixes lost countless lives under his sword. Nevertheless, it was only a legend, and the truth could not be known anymore.

1 pill, 2 pills, 3 pills...

The newly refined pills were slowly swallowed by Jiang Caijin, and his Dantian Lake was once again filled with vitality.

Consequently, the strong aura of death on his body became much fainter, and even the skin on his face had a sense of tightness.

Jiang Caijin opened his eyes, and his domineering aura was as one. A black dragon's shadow reflected in his eyes and as it spread out, time stopped for a moment against common sense. This was the Dragons' bloodline. Even if there was only a trace of it, it still had an unspeakable imposing aura.

He felt vitality rising from the Dantian Lake. Through the numerous pavilions, he looked deeply in the direction where Ou Yangming was at.

He resisted the urge to roar at the sky and took a step out of the secret room.

Jiang Yuping had been waiting for a long time. He took the initiative to welcome the governor while he limped. His face was filled with ecstasy as he said in a trembling voice, "Governor, you... you... Your life force has reappeared?" As soon as he saw Jiang Caijin, he could feel that the Venerable One's life force had become much denser, but he could not see the exact extent of it.

"I can't say that my vitality has returned, but I can at least hold on for a while longer." Jiang Caijin's face was full of smiles.

"How long... Can you hold on for?" Jiang Yuping's voice was intermittent, and his heart was beating to his throat like a drum on the battlefield. He was nervous.

Jiang Caijin stretched out 5 fingers and waved them in front of his eyes.

"5 years?" Jiang Yuping asked probingly, but his voice was much calmer than before.

Jiang Caijin shook his head, and his old fingers shook again.

"50 years?" Jiang Yuping's pupils suddenly contracted, and even his breathing became rapid.

"Yes, 50 years! This time, I really owe you a huge favor." Jiang Caijin's old fingers stroked his chin, and his eyes were like a deep starry sky. He looked at the hall, and no one knew what he was thinking.

After a long while, he tilted his head and asked, "What do you think Master Yu wants from the Governor's Residence?"

"I don't know. He seems to be easy to get along with, but he seems to be shrouded by mists. It's hard to guess his thoughts." Jiang Yuping sighed.

"Yes, I haven't met such an interesting young man in 1,000 years." Jiang Caijin was not stingy with his praise. If the younger generation of the Jiang family heard this, they would probably be shocked beyond words. Being the most insightful Venerable One in the Jiang family, he could usually see through people with a glance. Now, he said that the young fellow was an interesting figure. What did he mean by interesting?

To put it nicely, the young fellow was indeed interesting to him; to put it in unfavorable words, he just could not see through the young fellow.