"Alchemy Attack?"
Xu Yang paused slightly, gazing at the three elders' mysterious expressions, and pondered, "Poison Pill? Evil Elixir? Forming arrays with pills?"
"Hahaha."
The purple-robed elder laughed heartily, shaking his head, "Those are but minor arts."
"Alchemy Attack, as ordinary people understand it, is much as you imagine; refining special pills to play key roles in battle. But those can only be called auxiliaries."
"Boy, the four of us old fogies have been studying somewhat more intricate techniques. They aren't yet perfected, but the results are extraordinary."
The gray-robed elder smiled slyly, "Your Celestial Refining Divine Tripod and Spirit Fire are quite unique and give you a significant advantage in the Alchemy Dao. If you can master this method, maybe you'll have a way to defeat Xiao Ming."
"Want to give it a try?"
Xu Yang's eyes lit up, and he agreed instantly, "Of course!"
