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Three years later.
In the Emerald Bamboo Forest, inside the cultivation room.
Fang Xi exhaled a wisp of cyan core fire, which descended into the base of a medicine furnace in front of him.
Around the furnace flickered halos of various colors, which eventually turned to crimson, continuously overflowing with an astonishing fragrance of medicinal herbs.
Unfortunately, these various extraordinary phenomena, upon reaching outside of the alchemy room, were again obstructed by layer upon layer of array prohibitions, not a hint leaked out.
His hands formed seals, channeling streaks of magic power continuously into the medicine furnace.
Time passed unknowingly, and the medicinal fragrance within the alchemy room grew increasingly rich.
Threads and strands of pale red radiance filled the room, indistinctly forming shapes like that of spirit ganoderma.
"Open!"