When the scenes disappeared, Lin Yun only saw four words in his mind. It seems that the Iris Sacred Flames weren’t enough. But those runes had been deeply imprinted in his mind.

It was just as Yue Weiwei had guessed. This bamboo slip had something to do with alchemy. But Lin Yun was baffled by those runes. He had a feeling that there was something different about them compared to refining pellets.

However, Lin Yun pushed that thought to the back of his mind for now. He did his best to memorize the runes. He had a feeling that there was a use for them.

He had decided to make use of this opportunity to become an alchemist. When raising his strength, he would also try to grasp these runes. Closing his eyes, Lin Yun began to circulate the Iris Sword Sutra.

Refined violet spiritual energy coursed through his meridians like tidal waves. After he completed one complete cycle, the dim flames on the Iris Flower surged once more. Lin Yun opened his eyes when the flames fully recovered. The Iris Sacred Flame had no...