That figure was precisely the Eastern Wasteland’s alchemy genius, Duan Tianqiao.

It had been several years since they had seen each other. Duan Tianqiao‘s appearance hadn’t changed much. But there was a change in her eyes. Her life in Pill Valley hadn’t been very easy.

“Long San, you’ve finally come.” Duan Tianqiao was sitting in a pavilion. She had a massive bone book in her hands and had been in the midst of studying it.

The secular world’s books were normally written on paper or beast hide. Within sects, most ancient records were recorded with spiritual jade plates. One reason was because they were easy to use, and another was because they lasted a long time.

But they also had a drawback. That was that high level runes could not be recorded within them. That was why sects would use the bones of high ranking Magical Beasts to create bone books.

These bone books could record runes clearly. Furthermore, they even contained the spiritual mark of the expert that carved the runes, making it easier for others to comprehend them.

Duan Tianqiao was a beauty in her own...