126: The Alchemy Conference has begun!

Over the next few days, Fentian City felt like it was being roasted over a fire, growing hotter and hotter.

Not the weather, but the atmosphere.

The streets were noticeably more crowded, filled with people dressed in various styles and exuding a chaotic mix of auras.

There were young people wearing Alchemist Robes of different colors, with cauldron badges of varying grades embroidered on their chests, their eyes all carrying a hint of arrogance.

There were Demonic Cultivators wrapped in black robes, their auras cold and sinister, with pedestrians automatically giving way wherever they passed.

There were also members of the Yao Race, their Demonic Qi soaring to the heavens and taking on various forms, swaggering down the streets and curiously observing this Human Race city.

Back in the Heavenly Evolution Immortal Sect's small courtyard, Lu Yu's days were quite regular.

During the day, he would either accompany Liu Yunshu to stroll around the city, purchasing some fire-attribute Spiritual Plants unique to the Blazing Sun Domain.

Or he would be dragged by Li Miaoer to watch the lively scenes; this cat-girl was curious about everything.

Occasionally, Luo Qingxue would also come over to drink tea and discuss the Dao together. Although Yan Lingluo mostly sat in meditation with a cold face on the side, the atmosphere remained fairly harmonious.

When night fell, Lu Yu had to fulfill his promise to Yan Lingluo.

Usually, they would set up an Isolation Barrier in Lu Yu's room, sitting cross-legged facing each other.

Yan Lingluo would have her back to him, having removed her outer robe, leaving only a thin, close-fitting undergarment, revealing her beautifully curved and tightly muscled back.

Her fiery red long hair was gathered to one side, exposing her fair neck.

Lu Yu calmed his mind and gently placed his palm on her smooth, slightly cool back.

The touch was exquisite, but he dared not let his thoughts wander. Slowly, he mobilized the fused Origin of the Immortal Fire within his body, focusing on the pure nourishment of the Pure Lotus Heavenly Clear Fire, supplemented by the supreme Yang vitality of the Haoyang True Fire and the Nirvana concept of the Phoenix True Flame.

The refined and gentle power of the Immortal Fire, like a warm, trickling stream, passed through his palm and slowly flowed into Yan Lingluo's Meridians.

Yan Lingluo's body trembled slightly, and she let out an almost inaudible soft moan before tensing up.

She could clearly feel that this power resonated wonderfully with her own Crimson-Scaled Heavenly Python Bloodline.

Deep within her Bloodline, some long-dormant, ancient, and powerful factors began to slowly awaken and become active under the nourishment of this fire power that was both of the same Origin and of a higher level.

This process was not intense; instead, it was a slow and continuous infiltration.

Lu Yu controlled it very well, aiming to stimulate her Ancestral Blood without being too violent and damaging her Origin.

Yan Lingluo closed her eyes, fully guiding this external fire power to fuse with her own Bloodline. She could feel that the path leading to Atavism was being widened and solidified at a clearly perceptible pace.

Each nourishment session lasted about an hour.

Afterwards, Yan Lingluo's skin would be covered in a healthy, faint rosy glow all over, and her aura would also be noticeably more profound and solid.

She would quickly put on her outer robe, stand up, and resume her usual proud and aloof demeanor. However, the lingering flush at the base of her ears and her slightly hurried breathing betrayed the intimacy and... slight discomfort of the process.

"Continue tomorrow."

She usually just tossed out this sentence before leaving without looking back, as if staying a moment longer would be unbearable.

Lu Yu didn't mind. Watching her departing figure, he pondered that at this rate, perhaps it really wouldn't take a year for this Queen to complete her Bloodline's Atavism and step into the Body Integration Stage.

By then, he would have gained a powerful ally by his side, even if her temper wasn't great.

What? You ask if she would still stay by his side after successfully achieving Atavism and breaking through to the Body Integration Stage?

Are you kidding? Now that she's fallen into his hands, could Yan Lingluo possibly escape?!

Several days passed in a flash.

Finally, the day of the Alchemy Convention's official commencement arrived.

The location was the Myriad Fires Square within the Fentian Sacred Valley.

There wasn't anything particularly special about the interior of the Fentian Sacred Valley itself. Well, if there was something special, it was that the Fentian Sacred Valley itself was situated within a massive chasm valley stretching for a million miles.

This chasm valley extended endlessly and was thousands of feet deep. Standing at the top and looking down into the valley, it didn't resemble a valley but rather a massive gorge with two sides far apart!

This was not naturally formed. Countless millennia ago, it was caused by a single strike of Immortal Fire light that shattered the barriers from the heavens of the Immortal Realm and blasted down.

Just one strike created this chasm stretching for a million miles. The flame Dao concepts within it also caused the canyon to be perpetually filled with abundant, pure fire-attributed spiritual energy.

Standing atop the mountain ranges on either side, one could feel the soaring, blazing flame Qi rising from within this canyon. It was simply a Holy Land for fire-attribute Cultivators!

This was also the reason why the Fentian Sacred Valley established its sect headquarters here.

This Myriad Fires Square was also ridiculously large. The ground was paved with Crimson Flame Crystal that could withstand high temperatures. In the center stood nine enormous bronze Medicine Cauldron statues, each corresponding to a different Alchemy school.

Surrounding it were towering circular Viewing Stands, already packed with a sea of people, the roar of the crowd reaching a crescendo.

When Lu Yu and his group arrived, they were also stunned by the scene.

"My heavens... How many people are here!"

Li Miaoer stood on her tiptoes to look around, her cat-like eyes sparkling.

Liu Yunshu gently held onto Lu Yu's arm, also awed by the grand spectacle.

Luo Qingxue and the people from the Canglan Sacred Sect stood on Lu Yu's other side. Given the close relationship between the Canglan Sacred Sect and their Heavenly Evolution Immortal Sect, it wasn't strange for them to be together.

Luo Qingxue's expression remained cool and detached, but a trace of solemnity entered her gaze as it swept over the young Alchemists on the plaza who exuded impressive auras.

Yan Lingluo stood half a step behind, arms crossed, posture proud, her red pupils indifferently scanning the entire venue, ignoring the curious or admiring glances cast her way.

Su Rouxue, as the strongest member of the Heavenly Evolution Immortal Sect present on this trip, stood in front of Lu Yu.

They were guided to the Heavenly Evolution Immortal Sect's exclusive seating area. The seats were good, offering an open view.

After sitting down, Lu Yu began surveying his surroundings.

Wow, it was truly a gathering of heroes, with all sorts of characters present.

In an area to the left sat a group of young people wearing dark red Alchemist Robes, their auras scorching hot. They were the participating Disciples of the host, the Fentian Sacred Valley.

At their head was a woman wearing a Crimson-Gold Flowing Fairy Dress, with stunning beauty and a noble yet slightly fiery and flamboyant aura. She was surrounded like the moon amidst stars.

Her expression was calm, occasionally whispering to the Elders beside her, exuding an air of authority.

The Fentian Saintess, Yan Linger.

The fiancée who broke off the engagement with Xiao Yan.

Lu Yu could sense the pure fire spiritual fluctuations and faint medicinal fragrance emanating from her. A fifth-grade Alchemist indeed lived up to her reputation.

Not far away, slightly further off, the atmosphere was much colder and more sinister.

A group of young people dressed in black robes, carrying faint traces of Devilish Qi and various strange medicinal smells, most with unruly and arrogant eyes.

At their head was a pale, tall, and thin young man with fingers as black as ink, currently meditating with his eyes closed. A faint gray mist swirled around him, giving off an extremely unpleasant feeling.

Ghost Hand from the Celestial Fiend Hall of the Demon Domain, skilled in Poison Pills and Sinister Flames.

Further to the side was the team from the Myriad Demon Domain.

Several men and women from the Azure Luan Clan, all handsome or beautiful, dressed in feathered garments, their auras pure and ethereal with a hint of wood and fire Qi.

Beside them were a few women with fiery red hair, charming eyes and eyebrows, and large, fluffy tails trailing behind them. They were chatting and laughing charmingly, attracting many gazes.

The Fire Fox Clan, one of the Myriad Demon Domain's races with the highest Alchemy talent.