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Mystic Eyes: My Eyes Steal the Laws of Cultivation

Chapter 423: Alchemists’ Test (6) · Nov 01, 2026

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402 Chapter 402 - 403 2026-11-01
403 Chapter 403 - 404 2026-11-01
404 Chapter 404 - 405 2026-11-01
405 Chapter 405: The Sky Caravan 2026-11-01
406 Chapter 406: The Sky Caravan (2) 2026-11-01
407 Chapter 407: The Sky Caravan (3) 2026-11-01
408 Chapter 408: The Sky Caravan (4) 2026-11-01
409 Chapter 409: Sky Family 2026-11-01
410 Chapter 410: Sky Family (2) 2026-11-01
411 Chapter 411: Dream 2026-11-01
412 Chapter 412: Dream (2) 2026-11-01
413 Chapter 413: Alchemists Association 2026-11-01
414 Chapter 414: Alchemists Association (2) 2026-11-01
415 Chapter 415: Alchemists Association (3) 2026-11-01
416 Chapter 416: Alchemists Association (4) 2026-11-01
417 Chapter 417: Alchemists Association (5) 2026-11-01
418 Chapter 418: Alchemists’ Test 2026-11-01
419 Chapter 419: Alchemists’ Test (2) 2026-11-01
420 Chapter 420: Alchemists’ Test (3) 2026-11-01
421 Chapter 421: Alchemists’ Test (4) 2026-11-01
422 Chapter 422: Alchemists’ Test (5) 2026-11-01
423 Chapter 423: Alchemists’ Test (6) 2026-11-01
424 Chapter 424: Alchemists’ Test (7) 2026-11-01
425 Chapter 425: Alchemists’ Test (8) 2026-11-01
426 Chapter 426: Alchemist’s Badge 2026-11-01
427 Chapter 427: Selling Pills 2026-11-01
428 Chapter 428: The Man in Pain 2026-11-01
429 Chapter 429: Mysterious Needle 2026-11-01
430 Chapter 430: Mysterious Man 2026-11-01
431 Chapter 431: Mysterious Man (2) 2026-11-01
432 Chapter 432: A Touch of the Needles 2026-11-01
433 Chapter 433: A Touch of the Needles (2) 2026-11-01
434 Chapter 434: Gu 2026-11-01
435 Chapter 435: Endless Needles Technique 2026-11-01
436 Chapter 436: Black Energy 2026-11-01
437 Chapter 437: Black Points 2026-11-01
438 Chapter 438: Original Scroll 2026-11-01
439 Chapter 439: Original Scroll (2) 2026-11-01
440 Chapter 440: Colossal Eye 2026-11-01
441 Chapter 441: Eryon 2026-11-01
442 Chapter 442: Hall of a Thousand Exchanges 2026-11-01
443 Chapter 443: Pavilion of the Ten Thousand Scriptures 2026-11-01
444 Chapter 444: One Week 2026-11-01
445 Chapter 445: One Week (2) 2026-11-01
446 Chapter 446: Ten Days 2026-11-01
447 Chapter 447: Festival 2026-11-01
448 Chapter 448: Frustration 2026-11-01
449 Chapter 449: The Foundation of a Path 2026-11-01
450 Chapter 450: Enlightenment 2026-11-01

Chapter 423: Alchemists’ Test (6)

Just like cultivation techniques and battle techniques, alchemy also had different types of flame control techniques.

But the two elders quickly realized that Kyrian was not using any of those techniques; it was simply his control over fire.

Controlling fire without a technique was several times more difficult. But for Kyrian, who possessed his eyes, it was child’s play.

The fifteen flames were different.

Some were small, the size of a coin, burning gently. Others were larger, like clenched fists, shining intensely.

Some shone so brightly that they hurt the eyes. Others burned softly, with an almost invisible light, a barely noticeable heat.

Some possessed reddish hues, the deep red of glowing iron. Others were almost golden, the pale yellow of the midday sun.

None were the same. Each flame was perfectly adjusted to the material it was refining.

The bluish root, covered in electrical sparks, received a stable and moderate flame.

Not too hot, not too cold. Just enough to heat the root without activating its natural electricity.

The red flower, which appeared to be made of liquid fire, received an extremely intense flame.

So intense that the air around it distorted, so hot that Kyrian could feel the heat on his face even from a distance.

The black crystal, wrapped in mist, received slow and gradual heat.

The flame increased and decreased in a precise cycle, warming the crystal little by little, allowing the mist to dissipate without damaging its internal structure. It was perfect. Absolutely perfect.

The materials began to be refined.

Impurities evaporated, transforming into colorful vapors that rose toward the ceiling.

Medicinal essences separated, brilliant liquids of vibrant colors extracted from the plants and crystals.

Cores began to form, small spheres of concentrated essence pulsing with Qi.

And all of this happened simultaneously. Without a single mistake. Without any waste. Without any hesitation.

Lio Han watched in silence. The more he watched... the more incredulous he became.

He knew Rank 6 alchemists. He knew famous specialists whose names were known across the entire continent.

He knew masters respected by the Hall of a Thousand Herbs, elders who had refined pills for centuries.

But he had never seen someone control flames in this manner. Not just the precision. But the ease.

Kyrian seemed to be making no effort whatsoever. It was like breathing. Natural. Instinctive. Fluid.

As though fire were an extension of his own body.

Elder Sun noticed the same thing. His gaze became increasingly serious. More focused. More attentive.

Because this surpassed the level of an ordinary alchemist. By a great margin.

The minutes passed.

The sound of the hourglass, grains of sand falling, was the only noise in the room besides the crackling of the flames.

Soon, the Rank 3 materials were the first to finish.

The impurities disappeared completely, no colored vapor remained, and no dark residue.

Leaving behind only small pure medicinal cores.

They floated in the air, small glowing spheres, each a different color. Perfectly refined.

Then came the Rank 4 materials. Once again. No mistakes. No losses. No damage.

The formed cores were so pure that they reflected the room’s light, creating small bright spots on the walls, ceiling, and the elders’ faces.

Lio Han began to suspect something. Or rather... he began to understand something.

Kyrian’s talent for alchemy might be even more absurd than the perfect pills had demonstrated.

Because producing a perfect pill could be luck. A coincidence. A fortunate accident.

Producing dozens of them was talent.

But controlling fifteen simultaneous refinements in this manner...

That was something else. It was absurd mastery. It was understanding. It was an unbelievable affinity for the path of alchemy.

Finally...

Only the Rank 5 materials remained. The most difficult. The most resilient.

The ones that normally required cultivators of the Spiritual Awakening Realm to refine properly.

Because their internal structures were complex. Because their impurities were stubborn. Because their medicinal essences were volatile.

But for Kyrian... there was no difficulty. His fire was superior to ordinary fire.

Not only hotter, but purer, more refined, closer to the essence itself. His control was superior. Every flame responded to his will like a limb of his own body.

His understanding of the Path of Fire had reached a level that few alchemists could even imagine.

The flames continued burning. Precise. Perfect. Controlled. Until finally...

The last materials finished being refined.

Less than ten minutes. The entire test.

It had taken less than ten minutes.

The fifteen flames vanished simultaneously, extinguishing as though they had never existed.

The room returned to silence. Fifteen medicinal cores floated in the air. Glowing softly.

Each in its own position. Each is perfect.

Elder Sun stood up immediately. His chair creaked, the sound echoing through the room.

An invisible force emerged from his hands, pure Qi, dense and controlled.

The fifteen refined materials flew toward him like leaves carried by the wind.

He began examining them one by one. First. Second. Third. Fourth. Fifth.

His expression changed more and more. Surprise. Disbelief. Shock. Because there were no problems. None.

Not a single mistake. Not a single flaw. Not even the slightest loss of medicinal essence.

Every material had been refined perfectly. As though the fire had never committed the slightest excess.

As though every flame had been calculated by a specialist with centuries of experience.

The silence lasted several seconds. Five. Ten. Fifteen seconds.

Finally...

Elder Sun let out a long sigh.

He stored the fifteen cores, one by one, inside jade bottles. Then he looked at Kyrian.

His eyes were completely different now. There was no more evaluation. No more doubt. No more skepticism.

Only recognition.

”With distinction.” His voice echoed through the room.

”The second test is concluded.”

”Young man. You have passed.”

Lio Han did not seem surprised. In fact...

After what he had just witnessed, the precision, the control, the ease, any other result would have been absurd.

Elder Sun slowly returned to his chair. Still shaking his head.

Like someone who had just witnessed something difficult to believe.

’Even after decades as an evaluator... Even after hundreds of examinations...’

’He had never seen anything like it.’

And now...

Only the final stage remained. The true test.

The test that would officially determine whether Kyrian would become a Rank 5 Alchemist recognized by the Hall of a Thousand Herbs.

Pill refinement.

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