Pill Alliance Headquarters, Heaven-Class Quiet Chamber.
The air was filled with the scent of burning incense and the merging of earth flames.
Dozens of alchemists sat cross-legged, holding their breath and focusing their minds.
On the central Ink Jade Pill Platform.
Chen Sheng stood tall, guiding a strand of spiritual fire with his fingertips, weaving a complex flame meridian map in mid-air.
"Fire control is like plucking strings; the focus is in the fingers, not entirely in strength. Where the mind reaches, even sparks can be turned into gentle softness around the fingers..."
His voice, clear and steady, echoed in the quiet chamber.
In the front row, two young men sat side by side, surprisingly He Ping'an and Zhang Li.
Chen Sheng's gaze swept over the two.
He hadn't expected two people from such vastly different backgrounds to become friends through shared interests.
There's no need to mention He Ping'an.
