After her intense battle with Numerius, the demonic cultivator, Yulan returned to the sect exhausted. The sun had already set, and the full moon lit the way as she made her way to her private cave. Each step was a reminder of the struggle she had fought, but also of the victory she had won. As soon as she arrived, she put aside her spear and threw herself onto the makeshift bed she had made of soft grass and leaves. Within minutes, exhaustion took over her body, and Yulan fell asleep, immersed in dreams of bravery and defiance.
As the morning light began to filter through the cave openings, Yulan woke up feeling refreshed, but still with traces of exhaustion. Today was a special day; she had an alchemy class with Elder Li Mei. The classes were always full of knowledge, and Yulan was excited to learn more about using spiritual flame to create rare pills.
When she arrived at the classroom, she found other disciples, all with expectant expressions. There was something different about her; a subtle glow emanated from her presence, a result of the spiritual flame she now possessed. Curiosity ignited within Yulan, and she felt determined to learn how to use this power.
As Elder Li Mei entered the room, carrying an air of wisdom and authority, Yulan focused on her words. The class began, and Li Mei led the disciples through advanced concepts of alchemy, emphasizing the importance of spiritual flame in creating powerful pills. As she spoke, Yulan thought about the origin of her own flame.
As soon as class ended, Yulan couldn’t contain herself and approached the elder.
“Elder Li Mei, I have a question,” Yulan began, a gleam of curiosity in her eyes. “I obtained a spiritual flame from an alchemist’s body I found in a cave. After class, I wondered: I wonder if he had a flame? I bet he had a chance of having one, and I obtained this green flame! It seems to be a match for me.”
Li Mei smiled gently, clearly impressed.
“It’s a remarkable feat, Yulan. The spiritual flame you obtained is a testament to your courage and determination. The flames may be unique, but compatibility with the cultivator is what truly matters.”
Yulan felt a growing pride. There was still so much to learn about her new flame, but now she had a new goal. From this moment on, she would dedicate herself not only to honing her alchemy skills, but also to exploring the potential of the flame that now shone within her.
As the sun rose high into the sky, Yulan felt the excitement of a new beginning. Her journey into alchemy and discovering her own abilities had only just begun, and she was ready to take on whatever challenges lay ahead. With Li Mei’s wisdom guiding her, Yulan was more confident than ever. The flame within her was not just a source of power; it was a symbol of her determination to become a great alchemist.
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After learning from Elder Li Mei, Yulan felt that her path in the sect was expanding in an extraordinary way. The green spiritual flame she had acquired not only strengthened her, but also granted her the ability to generate new flame seeds. With this new ability, a pulsing desire sprouted in her heart: she wanted to share her blessing with the sect, contributing even more to its growth and prosperity.
Yulan decided it was time to make a new donation at the contribution point exchange site. With determination pulsing through her veins, she gathered her flame seeds, each of them radiating a soft, vibrant light, as if they carried the very spirit of the alliance she had formed with her flame.
Upon arriving at the donation site, the place was filled with disciples and elders discussing the upcoming rituals and the contributions made to the sect. Yulan met the elder in charge of the donation ritual, a man with a long white beard and wise eyes that seemed to glow with the light of the flames he had seen before.
“Greetings, young Yulan,” he said with a welcoming smile. “What brings you here today?”
“Elder, I would like to donate some flame seeds from my green spiritual flame. I believe they can be useful to the sect,” Yulan replied, feeling a surge of confidence as she explained her offer.
The elder arched an eyebrow, surprised by the young girl’s generosity. He knew that flame seeds were rare and valuable, as they could not only be used in alchemy, but also to cultivate new spiritual flames in other disciples.
“That’s an admirable gesture, Yulan. Let’s perform the donation ritual right now,” he said, gesturing for her to follow him.
Yulan watched closely as the elder prepared himself, moving his hands in complex gestures as he recited incantations. The flame seeds were carefully placed into several lanterns, and the energy in the surroundings seemed to intensify with the vibrant light emanating from them. It was as if each seed was eager to bloom, ready to join the sect and help its members become stronger.
When the ritual was complete, the elder turned to Yulan, his eyes shining with gratitude.
“For your generous contribution, you will receive 300 contribution points. These points will help the sect prosper even further, and your flame seeds will be carefully preserved for future generations of disciples. You have done an excellent job in improving our community,” he praised.
Yulan felt a wave of satisfaction flood her heart. It wasn’t just about the contribution points; it was about the sense of belonging and the opportunity to be part of something bigger. Her contribution not only benefited the sect, but it also strengthened the bond she had formed with her fellow cultivators.
As she left the donation site, Yulan smiled to herself, knowing that her journey had only just begun. With her green spiritual flame and the ability to create new seeds, she was certain that she could make an even greater contribution to the sect and the future of alchemy. Determination burned within her, just like her flames, and Yulan was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.