Chapter 150: Double Anomalies, Double the Joy

Right now, inside the sealed medicine cauldron, Ye Fan had only one sensation: excruciating pain. His four limbs had been pierced through, and his chest was also impaled. Blood flowed from five severe wounds, leaving him feeling immensely weak. However, just as Elder Han had said, his life was not in immediate danger for the time being. Submerged in the emerald-green medicinal paste, his wounds were nourished, and the bleeding gradually stopped.

Just then, the temperature inside the massive cauldron rose steadily as numerous bubbles formed in the medicinal paste.

The restrictions on Ye Fan's body had been effortlessly lifted by Lin An, allowing him to practice the Dao Scripture at this moment to heal his own injuries.

Simultaneously, the Ancient Desolate Sacred Body began to display its formidable power. Even without deliberate cultivation, Ye Fan could sense his injuries being rapidly repaired.

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

Ye Fan began to gulp down the medicinal paste while reaching out to grab the radiant, crimson Nine-Leaf Phoenix Grass nearby and swallowing it whole.

In the blink of an eye, divine radiance bloomed from every pore across his body, giving him a sensation as if he were ascending to immortality. At this very moment, even his injuries had completely healed.

Elder Han, seated beside the medicine cauldron, opened his eyes and muttered, "Slowly savor the taste of death."

Right at that moment, the spiritual energy overflowing from the fire fiend beneath the cauldron intensified. Holy silver flames leaped and flickered, gradually enveloping the bronze medicine cauldron.

Inside the cauldron, countless bubbles emerged in the cyan-green liquid, surrounding Ye Fan while wisps of silver brilliance flowed around him—the signature spiritual energy of the fire fiend.

Simultaneously, a gentle trickle emerged in the depths of Ye Fan's heart, where hundreds of ancient characters slowly flowed past, assisting him in opening up his sea of bitterness.

The temperature inside the cauldron grew higher and higher, bringing the cyan-green liquid close to a boil. Having no other choice, Ye Fan recited the ancient scripture silently, gritting his teeth to endure the agony.

Just then, he sensed a peculiar change: wisps of silver brilliance surged into his body, coursing incessantly through his flesh and blood with incredible vitality.

That was the spiritual energy contained within the fire fiend, capable of melting herbs and condensing the essence of life, thereby invigorating the life essence itself.

By now, the liquid within the cauldron was boiling, and Ye Fan felt a searing, flesh-tearing pain. He quickly circulated the profound techniques recorded in the *Dao Scripture*. A massive surge of life essence overflowed from his sea of bitterness, rushing through his limbs and bones. A faint luster flickered across his skin, blocking out the boiling medicinal paste.

Ye Fan remained completely still, sitting quietly as he continuously circulated the profound arts of the *Dao Scripture*, gathering the abundant life essence from the cauldron for his own use to condition his injured body.

Half an hour later, Ye Fan opened his eyes. Two bolts of cold lightning flashed within the cauldron. He reached out and grabbed the lotus seed produced by the Dark Jade Divine Lotus.

The lotus seed was large, shaped like a pigeon's egg, and crystal clear throughout, as if sculpted from dark jade. It gleamed with a mystical, shifting multicolored luster that illuminated Ye Fan's palm entirely.

A rare and precious medicine of this caliber could not possibly be dissolved in a short time, which was why Elder Han had claimed it would take seven days and seven nights to refine.

Ye Fan placed the lotus seed into his mouth, chewing slowly and swallowing bit by bit. Inside his mouth, it felt as though countless fragments of shattered divine jade were sparkling, radiating powerful life essence. His mouth felt as if it contained a divine artifact, glowing with incomparable brilliance.

At the same time, Lin An's body was undergoing the exact same changes as Ye Fan's, as if the two of them were sharing a single vessel.

Even Ye Fan couldn't help but feel deeply curious about Lin An's current state.

In his heart, his astonishment toward the Yanluo Temple deepened further, never expecting it to possess such miraculous functions.

Meanwhile, to achieve a permanent and foolproof result, Lin An intentionally released the nether Qi from within the Yanluo Temple. This energy seemed strangely compatible with the power of the sea of bitterness, giving Ye Fan the sensation of a fish swimming back into water.

Beside the bronze medicine cauldron, Elder Han seemed to catch a faint sound. Sitting cross-legged and motionless, a ruthless sneer curled the corners of his lips as he muttered, "Can't hold on anymore? Soaking in the primordial life fluid, even as the temperature rises and your flesh tears apart under endless torture, you won't give up the ghost anytime soon."

Devoid of any pity or sympathy, Elder Han closed his eyes once more, plunging back into silent stillness.

Inside the bronze medicine cauldron, Ye Fan wore a blank expression. Qi surged between his teeth, dark light flickered, and the bitten lotus seed was completely swallowed down. Afterward, he closed his eyes and silently circulated the profound arts of the *Dao Scripture*, causing a crystalline luster to immediately shimmer across his skin.

A full hour passed before golden light suddenly burst forth from Ye Fan's sea of bitterness. All of his depleted blood and Qi were fully restored, surging with vitality. At the same time, the golden sea of bitterness churned violently, on the verge of triggering a tsunami and manifesting terrifying anomalies!

Ye Fan originally intended to suppress it and halt the opening of his sea of bitterness, but Lin An stopped him, telling him there was no need to do so.

Even Lin An himself did not suppress the anomaly stirred up by the Ancient Desolate Sacred Body.

Double the anomalies, double the joy.

"What is that sound? Why does it sound like crashing waves?" Elder Han opened his eyes, a look of surprise crossing his face as he muttered to himself, "Anomalies occur before top-grade spiritual pills are forged. Could it be that this batch of pills I am refining will not only succeed, but perhaps turn out to be of the supreme grade?"

Ye Fan clenched his teeth tightly upon hearing these words, and following Lin An's instructions, he allowed a faint, indistinct sound of crashing waves to emanate from the bronze cauldron.

"It really is the sound of waves..." Elder Han revealed a hint of excitement, saying, "Past generations of alchemists recorded such anomalies during pill refinement. Legend has it that when the sound is loudest, it is deafening, as if one is truly facing a raging ocean. Could it be that I am about to forge a peerless medicinal pill?"

"Rumble..."

Right at that moment, Ye Fan intensified the commotion. Raging waves crashed like a tempest as golden light blazed across his entire body, and his sea of bitterness slowly expanded.

"The ancients did not deceive me!" Beside the bronze medicine cauldron, Elder Han sighed repeatedly, saying, "I have practiced alchemy my entire life, and I have actually encountered such an anomaly. This must indeed be a supreme-grade medicinal pill."

At this moment, the golden sea of bitterness raged with towering waves, and a terrifying tsunami erupted completely.

In an instant, divine light blazed fiercely, tens of thousands of heavy waves surged to the heavens, and the deafening roar shook the surroundings!

It sounded as though tens of thousands of galloping horses were charging, or countless meteorites were shattering the earth.

Amidst the terrifying sound of the tsunami came rumbling thunder, with lightning tearing across the sky and intertwining above the golden sea of bitterness, creating an awe-inspiring spectacle.

The doubled anomalies and doubled momentum plunged the entire grotto-heaven into a realm of radiant glow.

Although anomalies constantly surged around Lin An as well, he remained fully capable of acting at any moment. Having witnessed some of Lin An's methods, Ye Fan knew deep down that Lin An still possessed terrifying capabilities far beyond Elder Han, who was undoubtedly no match for him.

However, at this moment, Elder Han was already too excited to contain himself, crying out, "The ancients did not deceive me... The legends are actually true!"

He had already leaped to his feet, pacing back and forth around the bronze medicine cauldron, practically dancing with joy.

"There is the sound of a tsunami, and the sound of thunder, exactly as recorded in ancient texts. Legend has it that these are the signs that appear before a supreme divine pill is successfully forged!"