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

Wan Gong Fang Secret Realm Main Forging Grounds.

Using a different kind of fire to replenish the elixir is risky; if you're not careful, you could fail completely and become a cripple.

Xue Lan carefully controlled the strange fire within her dantian, each step calculated through her sea of ​​consciousness.

That's a joke. After all, that's the Pill Palace. If it's destroyed, there's nowhere to repair it. We have to be careful.

Fearing that another unruly person might emerge from among the upper realms around her, Xue Lan changed the Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map from her robes back into a scroll, forming a circular barrier a foot away from her to protect her.

The girl inside the restraints had her eyes tightly closed, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, the blood on her lips already congealed into black.

After the strange fire in the Dan Palace completed its final cycle, the violent fire gradually subsided and finally gathered at Xue Lan's brow, becoming a mark of strange fire.

Xue Lan slowly opened her eyes.

Feeling the spiritual energy that had been replenished in his dantian and the golden core within it containing pure fire spiritual energy.

With the successful completion of the elixir replenishment, the portion of Xue Lan's dantian belonging to the golden spiritual root had long since disappeared.

The girl slowly rose from the center of the barrier, casting a water-controlling spell to clean the bloodstains from her body. The Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map flew back into Xue Lan's sleeve.

The girl then had time to look around and realized that everyone was looking at her.

Xue Lan felt a little embarrassed and quickly sent a telepathic message to Xue Tong: "Don't they have anything better to do? Are they just watching me replenish my elixir?"

I don't know, that might be interesting.

[How come I didn't notice before that you cared so much about your dual spiritual roots and even needed to replenish them with elixirs? I didn't see that before...]

Xue Tong suddenly stopped halfway through her sentence. It seemed that there was only one person on the entire Jiyuan Peak who needed a life-saving pill.

[It's not because of... your second child, is it?]

Xue Lan nodded with satisfaction.

Xue Tong jumped up immediately: "Wait... Daddy, didn't you discuss things with me before you did them?"

Xue Lan watched as her little system nearly jumped out in anger. She quickly tried to appease it: "We'll discuss it later, we definitely will."

Stop trying to fool me. I'm not as easily fooled as your junior brother or sister...

"I know, I know, we're in the same boat. Shall we make a pact?" Xue Lan coaxed her with a smile.

"Write down that Xue Lan will consult with Xue Tong before doing anything."

"Never act first and report later, never lie..."

"We will never abandon you?" Xue Tong asked.

Xue Lan's expression froze for a moment, then she deftly changed the subject: "Xiao Tong, was Lin Xunfan glaring at me?"

Xue Tong, whose memory lasts only seven seconds, immediately chimed in: "Ever since you started replenishing your elixir, he's been watching you like this. His eyes will bulge out one day."

Xue Lan nodded: "Oh!"

Lin Xunfan, who had been staring at Xue Lan, suddenly changed his expression, feeling as if someone was talking badly about him behind his back.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Xue, on refining the strange fire." Wu Jin was the first to stand up and speak. The others hadn't intended to wait here for Xue Lan to refine the strange fire, but the Wan Gong Fang had been silent since bestowing the strange fire upon Xue Lan.

Waiting for Xue Lan to wake up here is purely a last resort.

Xue Lan glanced around at everyone, the strange fire mark between her brows slowly fading, and the girl revealed a gentle smile.

"Thank you all for waiting for me, fellow Daoists."

Everyone: You're really shameless.

Xue Lan pretended not to see the impatience on their faces and turned to look at the memorial tablets in front of her.

There was a restriction above the layers of memorial tablets, preventing outsiders from entering. Xue Lan felt that she was becoming somewhat obsessed.

Why did she feel that these layers upon layers of memorial tablets were a bit...noisy?

According to Xue Tong, she felt that these memorial tablets were crickets chirping at her from behind.

The main training ground appeared silent on the surface, but it was bustling with activity behind the scenes.

Several demons from the upper realms were exchanging whispers, wondering if Xue Lan had discovered something, and that the hundreds of memorial tablets were speaking ill of Xue Lan behind her back.

"Did she hear it?"

"Bullshit, what do you take her for? At most, she knows people are talking about her behind her back!"

"Then what do we do now?"

"Keep cursing, she doesn't even know who she is!"

……

Just as everyone was talking underground, the spirit of the Wan Gong Fang finally spoke.

An aged voice echoed throughout the main training ground.

"Having passed the Ten Thousand Ladders, the main trial begins."

The doors to the weapon-refining rooms on the stone wall of the main forging ground opened one after another, and Xue Lan saw the burning smelting furnaces inside.

The time has finally come to test our weapon-forging skills.

Xue Lan couldn't resist taking the demonic spirit out of her sleeve and examining it.

The magic artifacts crafted for Auntie in the Wan Gong Fang would be perfect.

"The Wan Gong Workshop is a place for refining weapons. In the time to come, you may choose to accept the main trial to compete for the Wan Gong Workshop's inheritance. There are no restrictions on the weapons you can refine."

"You can also give up the trial and seek opportunities in this land."

Faced with two paths, most of the trial participants indeed chose the second path, just as Yan Chengxue had predicted.

Before long, they began searching for suitable magical artifacts in the main training ground.

Xue Lan flicked her sleeve and looked at the few people around her.

Wu Jin and Xue Chongyu were clearly not interested in the inheritance, and the two left the main training ground early. Xue Lan was left with only Lin Buyu, Lei Chuxi, Zhu Lingzhi, and Lin Xunfan.

Lin Xunfan looked at Xue Lan, still appearing as a cool and aloof young man, but Xue Lan seemed to see right through him.

Xue Lan was afraid that if she stayed here any longer, she would lose her temper and hit him, so she turned around and chose a weapon-refining room.

From the outside, the weapon-refining room looked like an ordinary weapon-refining room, but it began to change the moment Xue Lan stepped inside.

When the door to the weapon-refining room closed, the interior was exactly the same as Xue Lan's weapon-refining cave on Jiyuan Peak.

The only difference was that a large cabinet had appeared in the corner of the weapon-refining room where the two small spiders had dug holes. Xue Lan opened it and saw that it contained some materials that Xue Lan could only come across in the outside world.

The girl carefully touched the materials inside, then skillfully pulled the Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map out of her sleeve. She unfolded it and started throwing things inside like a sack.

"Can you not be a bandit?" Xue Tong asked.

Xue Lan: "Change the conditions, this won't work."

After Xue Lan stuffed all the materials in the cabinet into the Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map, she then laid the blueprint on the refining platform. The pattern on it changed several times before finally settling on a long spear.

It was a long spear depicted in ink wash painting. Compared to Xue Lan's previous designs, this spear's blueprints looked somewhat hastily drawn. However, Xue Tong sensed a chilling aura emanating from it.

That's right, it's malevolent energy.

Whether it's the few strokes outlining the cloud patterns on the gun body or the sharp blade sweeping across the tip, both convey a sense of decisiveness and a chilling aura.

That was the murderous aura emanating from the battlefield, like a ferocious soldier emerging from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Xue Tong finally understood the meaning of the saying, "One shot can defeat a million soldiers."

“My aunt said she preferred the old gun, but I don’t like kids who are too nostalgic.”

Xue Lan was taking materials out of her sleeves; some looked quite new, while others looked rather old.

"Why?" Xue Tong asked curiously.

Xue Lan did not answer immediately, but instead took out a black, lightning-emitting object and threw it into the smelting furnace.

The girl tied her hair up by the fire and wrapped it in a cloth.

The strange fire mark between Xue Lan's eyebrows lit up. She ran her fingertips across the refining table in front of her, and when she raised her hand, a three-colored strange fire had already appeared on her fingertips.

The blue was serene, the red fiery, and the gold warm. These colors made the red beads on Xue Lan's earlobes glow slightly.

With a slight flick of her wrist, the girl tossed the cluster of strange fire into the smelting furnace, instantly making the entire refining room unbearably hot.

Xue Lan picked up a hammer from the forging platform and struck it, producing a "clang" sound.

The girl's slightly hoarse voice trailed off with the clanging of metal:

"We realize that the past cannot be changed, but we know that the future can be shaped..."