Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

"Your sword? She's already that powerful?" Xue Tong's surprised voice reached my ears.

Xue Lan clutched her chest, ignoring everyone around her. The girl muttered to herself, looking somewhat delirious: "I should have thought of it sooner, I should have thought of it sooner!"

Jin Guang was forged from one of her ribs, and her aura was originally present on her body. For her, impersonating Xue Lan was a piece of cake.

However, she had such an innocent and straightforward nature, just like Xue Tong...

The wooden door that had been dormant in Xue Lan's sea of ​​consciousness acted up again, and Xue Lan's expression changed.

Everyone around was watching with predatory eyes, wondering if Xue Lan was about to be ousted. Yet, they were unwilling to expend their magical power to attack Xue Lan like Zhu Lingzhi had.

During the time the two were fighting, Lei Chuxi had already moved quite a distance upwards under Zhu Lingzhi's cover.

Xue Lan covered half of her face, her dark eyes like bottomless pools. In her mind's eye, the sealed demonic thoughts kept hitting the thin wooden door in front of her, making a clattering sound.

A golden light flashed in Xue Lan's eyes, and the power of the Golden Crow in her sea of ​​consciousness poured out to suppress the demonic thoughts.

Xue Lan gently asked Xue Tong, "How did I lose her?"

Xue Tong didn't know, Xue Tong didn't dare to speak, Xue Tong felt that she was really useless.

After asking that question, the girl straightened up and looked at Zhu Lingzhi below: "Fellow Daoist Zhu, you truly deserve to be called the Vermilion Bird!"

It was a compliment, but Zhu Lingzhi was not happy at all, and looked at Xue Lan as if facing a formidable enemy.

That was a strike from the Qiwu Bow; an ordinary Golden Core cultivator would be severely injured even if they didn't die. Yet, although the person in front of him had a shoulder injury, his breathing was steady and his expression was calm.

When did such a prodigy emerge from the Six Sects and Twelve Schools?

Zhu Lingzhi glanced at Lei Chuxi, who was now standing shoulder to shoulder with Lin Buyu, and knew that they shouldn't argue any further. So he simply put away the Qiwu Bow in his hand.

"Fellow Daoist Xue's Daoist techniques are profound; Lingzhi is ashamed to admit his inferiority."

This means a truce.

Xue Lan found the little princess of the Phoenix Clan quite interesting. After achieving her goal, she began to back down, no longer caring about the noble face of the Phoenix Clan.

Xue Lan didn't like it, so she didn't let her achieve her goal.

A young man's voice came from beside him: "Fellow Daoist Xue may have to stop here."

Xue Lan turned her head slightly and saw Wu Jin.

The young man carried his bamboo hat and followed behind Xue Chongyu, looking dashing and unrestrained.

Xue Lan cupped her hands slightly and said, "Fellow Daoist Wu is right."

Wu Jin seemed to find it uninteresting and followed Xue Chongyu upstairs.

In just a few breaths, even Lin Xunfan, who was behind Zhu Ling, overtook the two of them, while Xue Lan remained standing in place.

Zhu Lingzhi remained vigilant, his gaze towards Xue Lan now filled with suspicion.

Have they really given up?

"I want to conduct an experiment!" Xue Lan suddenly said to Xue Tong.

[What kind of experiment?] Xue Tong asked curiously.

"The skill of stepping into the void is divided into five levels: leaving a trace over a thousand miles, fluttering like a butterfly, drifting like a cloud, leaving no trace of the sun and moon, and crossing the entire void."

The girl's voice carried a hint of laughter.

"You know that my demon soul avatar can escape into the void, but my current cultivation level is not enough. My Void Stepping skill has now reached the third level, as ethereal as flowing clouds."

Xue Lan made a move. The girl slowly waved her sleeves and formed a complex hand seal in front of her, resembling an elaborate round mirror that reflected the drifting clouds in the sky as it changed.

【Xue Lan!】

The girl's voice was firm, with a hint of arrogance that was hard for others to detect.

"I wonder if skipping over the timeless passage between the sun and moon, it would be possible to cross the void completely."

Zhu Lingzhi, who had been standing behind her, was greatly alarmed. He tried to summon the Qiwu Bow again, but found that the clouds in the sky were beginning to retreat.

Everything in the entire world began to recede.

Only Xue Lan, only that girl in black robes, was walking forward, like a wisp of cloud disappearing into the void, crossing a thousand miles in an instant.

Lin Buyu was utterly astonished to see the girl in black suddenly appear before him, while Xue Lan wore a relieved smile.

With her hands behind her back, she lifted her foot and stepped onto the last step.

Zhu Lingzhi heard a shattering sound behind him and saw that the magic seal that Xue Lan had summoned earlier, which resembled a round mirror, suddenly shattered.

The receding clouds began to flow forward again. Zhu Lingzhi looked at the broken mirrors and seemed to see the back of a white-haired woman reflected in them.

[What is that?] Xue Tong was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

Xue Lan suddenly knelt on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, which stained the stone bricks in front of her.

"That's a sun-tracing mirror."

That was a magic seal that could reverse the sun and moon, and it had been engraved in Xue Lan's sea of ​​consciousness. Its ability to reverse the sun and moon, combined with the chaotic nature of the four seasons in this Myriad Crafts Box, made it a powerful force.

Xue Lan was able to cross the sun and moon without leaving a trace, until he reached the end of the void.

"Looking back at the sun in the mirror, I discuss the sun and moon; in the box of craftsmen, I grasp the essence of a thousand autumns." Xue Tong murmured this line of poetry.

Xue Lan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, straightened up, and looked at the main training ground in front of her.

The main forging ground was enormous. Xue Lan saw rows of neatly arranged forging rooms, as well as the memorial tablets placed in the very center.

Under the glow of the surrounding firelight, the memorial tablets looked like tall figures standing before Xue Lan.

The girl straightened her clothes and bowed deeply to the memorial tablet in front of her.

"Xue Lan, the eldest disciple of Jiyuan Peak of the Xuanhuang Sect, humbly requests the inheritance of all disciples!"

The firepower inside the main training ground grew increasingly chaotic, while those on the Ten Thousand Crafts Ladder outside felt a lightness on their bodies.

The leader has emerged, and the oppressive aura has vanished. Lin Buyu took the lead and entered the main training ground, kneeling down in imitation of Xue Lan.

"The unicorn of Junling Mountain remains silent, earnestly requesting that you all carry on its legacy."

Others followed suit, and soon a large number of them were kneeling.

Suddenly, the burning candles in front of her began to flare up, and Xue Lan saw a tiny flame fly out from each candle. Finally, they converged into a blazing fire.

The flame flew in front of Xue Lan, displaying a mixture of blue and red colors.

"Chief, bestow the strange fire." The spirit's voice rang out, and the strange fire transformed into a red streak of light that crashed into Xue Lan's chest.

"Ah!" The girl let out a shrill scream.

Xue Lan clutched her chest, supporting herself on the ground with one hand, her white teeth biting her lip tightly. From the moment the strange fire entered her body, her consciousness was completely devoured. Her divine sense retreated into her sea of ​​consciousness, coldly watching as the blue and red flames transformed into a one-legged fire crow, wandering through her meridians.

The edge of her sea of ​​consciousness was also stained with a mixture of blue and red flames. Xue Lan stood inside and slowly raised her hand.

A wisp of Golden Crow Yang Fire flew from the girl's fingertip, and the two strange flames collided continuously within Xue Lan's body, neither giving way to the other!

[Xue Lan, you're going to ruin yourself like this!]

Xue Lan felt the strange fire raging within her body, her expression calm, a smile playing on her lips: "It's alright! I'm going to use it to refine pills."

"Wait? What kind of pill are you refining?" Xue Tong quickly asked.

The girl kneeling on the ground opened her eyes and softly uttered three words:

"Refining elixirs."

At the same time, within Xue Lan's dantian, the spiritual energy surrounding the two-colored golden core was suddenly drawn away by Xue Lan. A blazing, strange fire entered the dantian.

Xue Lan bit her lip until it pierced through.

"She wants to use this strange fire to refine her golden core!" Xue Chongyu's expression changed, and his eyes darkened as he looked at Xue Lan, who was suffering from the torment of the strange fire.

"What a ruthless person!" Wu Jin felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at Xue Lan kneeling on the ground.

The strange fire roamed within Xue Lan's dantian, constantly refining the golden core within. The gold color within the two-colored core slowly disappeared, as if it had been devoured by the strange fire outside.

"I never expected that there would be someone in this lower realm with the courage to replenish elixir." Lin Buyu looked at Xue Lan beside him, his eyes filled with admiration.

"There are many ways to replenish the elixir, but this method of refining with strange fire is probably only possible for those who are skilled in crafting."