The Sky Tower Ruler
Episode 33

"Is that the real demon fire?" Gu Lang walked over to the torch. He ignored the roar of the figure that was still being burned by that raging aura, his gaze only fixed on the golden torch and black flames before him.

Gu Lang tried to take the fire. And it turned out to be true, the fire had now moved into his hands. The fire was very calm, and not as turbulent as when he was practicing earlier which indicated that the demon fire was now subject to him.

And along with that, the roar from the monstrous figure had stopped. The raging aura earlier also disappeared just like that, and Gu Lang suddenly returned to the real world.

Gu Lang opened his eyes, and was now at the testing ground again. The senior smiled proudly at Gu Lang, as if knowing what extraordinary event just happened.

"You've conquered it, right, now try again."

Gu Lang nodded his head in agreement, although he was also curious about where the senior knew that he had conquered the demonic flame a while ago.

Now Gu Lang refocused his mind on the divine vessel before him, and began to set his demonic flame so that when the pill ingredients were inserted there was no longer a failure and instead made it explode like his first experiment.

"Focus, I should be able to make it this time." Gu Lang inserted his medicinal ingredients one by one in the order that the senior had described.

First the blood grass, second the jade mushroom, third the dragon horn flower, and fourth was the blood of the fire-type monster.

Gu Lang felt relieved when the last ingredient he had put in, and there were no more explosions like before.

He was also able to control his demonic flames very well, unlike before he conquered those demonic flames which made his flames unstable and tended to be ferocious.

At the time of the smelting process, Gu Lang was a little overwhelmed as he had to still set his demonic flames while paying attention to the smelting of his medicinal ingredients, in order to avoid any mistakes.

Controlling the demonic flames alone had already consumed a lot of energy, and made Gu Lang feel tired.

Now the last step is left, which is condensation. This stage is the final and most important stage, which is where the fused medicinal ingredients will agglomerate and solidify into a pill.

If crows were in this process, of course pill making would also fail.

"Condensation!" Gu Lang tried to condense the fused medicinal ingredients, but unfortunately dis still failed.

Gu Lang let out a long sigh, as he again failed. However, he did not want to give up, and wanted to continue practicing until he mastered the alchemist training and was at least able to concoct a medicinal pill even though it was only level one.

"Sorry senior I failed again, I wasted such precious medicinal ingredients."

"Just relax, such low-level ingredients I have a lot." The senior took out the materials that Gu Lang needed, from his storage ring and it made Gu Lang surprised.

Because not only one or two of each type exist, but a mountain of materials that he needs is now clearly displayed in front of him. How could such materials be, as if they were not valuable items to that senior.

Whereas at Gu Lang's place, the materials include materials that are difficult to find even though they are not among the rarest but still if you buy the materials it also has to spend a lot of money.

Again and again, Gu Lang was shocked to death by the senior's words which he now believed to be the old master, the previous owner of the sky tower.

Luo Luo had previously said that for the old master, the ancient level rulebook was used as toilet paper and now such expensive materials were made into soup.

"What is this old master really rich in?" inner Gu Lang.

"Sekaya what am I? Um.. not too rich. In the upper world there are still richer than me, but if for such cheap materials I can still afford it." Answer the old master lightly.

Crazy, this is crazy. Even to buy just one ingredient earlier, it seemed like it would take a month's income from the Gu family's overall income.

But besides that Gu Lang was also very happy. Having a rich teacher, it meant that he would also get all the materials he needed easily.

"Don't expect too much. Ingredients that do not come from this world, cannot be used here. So I left everything in the upper world, in the treasure warehouse of the sacred sect. And the materials of this world, I only have a little because I don't really need them."

Not even Gu Lang had time to enjoy his pleasure, because he did not need to worry about the matter of pill-making materials. The old master dropped Gu Lang's delusion so painfully.

Gu Lang let out a long sigh, "Fragile rich." He murmured in lethargy.

"Don't keep complaining, just get back to training!" exclaimed the old master who made Gu Lang immediately restart his training.

The third, fourth, and fifth attempts failed. Gu Lang looked frustrated, but the old master looked ordinary. He was not angry at all, nor did he consider Gu Lang to be incompetent or untalented in terms of alchemists.

"Have I gone too far to do it? It used to take me fifty times more to try, only to successfully concoct the pill the first time." Inner old master.

Right, what the old master said earlier about Gu Lang who should be able to concoct a pill of at least level two stau three was just a meaningless word.

How could it be, a person who had first learned alchemist could already produce a tier two pill let alone a tier three one.

Even he who was nicknamed as a genius in the field of alchemists needed fifty times more trials, to make his first pill and that was only level one.

If only Gu Lang knew of the truth, he would definitely feel being played with by the old master.

How not? He had tried his hardest not to disappoint the old master who had high hopes for him, but it turned out that hope was just a joke.

Gu Lang continued to try and try again, until finally at his tenth trial, Gu Lang managed to condense the pill and produce a level one strengthening pill just like the old master had expected.

"I finally succeeded." Gu Lang took out his homemade strengthening pill with pleasure, "Old master, I've already managed to make one. But sorry, I need ten tries, and only produce level one pills."