362 - Rebirth of a Star: Another Day, Another Drama

Chapter 362: Weapon Spirit! Little Tower "Lord, why are we lingering in this lower Immortal Domain? It's so barren and there's nothing here. We should return as soon as possible." The young woman's voice carried a hint of complaint, her large, almond-shaped eyes filled with the enamored affection typical of a young maiden. In the central street of Bailing City, a distinct group of individuals caught everyone's attention instantly. Their demeanor made it unmistakably clear that they hailed from prestigious families with deep-rooted legacies forged through time. Despite trying to blend in with their unremarkable attire, their inherent aura was undeniable. The man referred to as Lord stood tall and handsome, his sharp brows accentuating his exquisite features. Even though he wore nothing more than ordinary attire, it couldn't mask his noble demeanor, drawing the gazes of many female cultivators around him. "I heard there's a new alchemy shop here. The pills they sell are said to be of exceptional quality, double that of ordinary ones, despite appearing the same as those outside." His face lit up with interest at the rumor about the alchemy shop. The woman beside him muttered under her breath, "It's just a shop selling lower-tier pills. No matter how fascinating it sounds, they’re still just scraps." "Di Qian Qian!" He admonished, causing her to shrink back, fear etched on her face. "I'm... I'm sorry, Lord..." "That's enough. I've told you countless times to watch your words while we're out." "Yes, Lord." Her cheeks, once rosy, turned pale. After asking several passersby for directions, the group finally reached the famed alchemy shop. The shop was small and unassuming, with space only enough for one person inside. Customers stood in front of a large open window to purchase pills, making it quite rudimentary. Despite its simplicity, a crowd was gathered outside, all eager to buy pills. "Heh, Feng Li, where’s Ye Dan Shi? I heard she blew up the furnace again today. Did she create any new pills?" chuckled a regular customer, eyeing the emerald green pill in Feng Li's hand. Though he didn’t recognize it, the fragrance it emitted was refreshingly soothing. Feng Li rolled his eyes. "No, no, and no. Are you buying pills or not? If not, don't block my business." This pill was given to him by Ye Ling Long, and Feng Li had no intention of selling it. Realizing there was no hope, the man purchased a few healing elixirs and left, looking a bit dejected. After a while, as Feng Li almost sold out of pills, the remaining customers left disappointed. Feng Li reclined on his chair, ready to bask in the sun, when a figure blocked the sunlight. A male voice asked, "How much for the pill in your hand?" ... Inside the nine-story tower in the spatial realm: Ye Ling Long found herself in a staring contest with a palm-sized doll. The tiny figure resembled a miniature three-year-old child, dressed in green, standing on a stone platform. "What... are you?" she asked. At her words, the little creature exploded in a fit, jumping up and pointing accusatorily at her nose, "Who are you calling a thing? You’re the thing! I’m not a thing!" Immediately realizing its blunder, the little figure hesitated, unsure how to correct itself. "Pffft~" Ye Ling Long couldn’t help but chuckle, waving dismissively. "Alright, alright, you're not a thing. You're indeed not a thing." Tilting its head in suspicion, the creature questioned, "Are you insulting me?" Ye Ling Long replied earnestly, "Absolutely not!" "Hmph! You wouldn't dare," the tiny being strutted haughtily. "So, what exactly are you then?" With a proud tilt of its head, the miniature figure declared, "Hmph, you're lucky! I am the legendary artifact, the Pill Tower!" Anticipating praise, it waited. "Wow, that's amazing," Ye Ling Long offered a lackluster compliment, before asking, "What’s a Pill Tower?" The little figure froze, disbelief evident. "You don’t know the Pill Tower? Aren’t you an alchemist? How can you not know of the Pill Tower!" Ye Ling Long remained silent. How could she explain that she had only been dabbling in alchemy for just over two months? After awkwardly recounting her alchemy journey, the little figure was distraught. "I am the artifact, the Pill Tower, the sacred relic of the Pill Pavilion in the divine realm!!!" Amidst a flurry of confusion, Ye Ling Long finally managed to unravel the little figure’s origins. Named Little Tower, it was the spirit of the Pill Tower, existing for uncountable years, with its creation shrouded in mystery. The Pill Tower had long stood in the divine realm's Pill Pavilion, revered as a holy artifact. But one day, while it stood peacefully, a sudden blue light struck. Before it could react, Little Tower was swept into a spatial turbulence. Though perilous, the Pill Tower's defenses were strong, allowing it to remain unharmed, albeit lost, draining its energy over time until it neared slumber. But then, it glimpsed the familiar blue light once more. "And so, I've been asleep until you awoke me," Little Tower huffed indignantly. "Just wait until I find out who set me up!!!" Watching this, Ye Ling Long felt slightly awkward, a guess forming about why Little Tower ended up here...