Dragon Breaking Empyrean Spell

Bai Yu Zhe was very careful to not leak out a drop of water. Although there was still a lot of it, no one would think that there were too many good things there!    

    

Then, the kettle floated in front of him. A ball of flame emerged from Bai Yu Zhe's hand and he started to boil the water. In the beginning, he had controlled the temperature and did not dare to go too high.    

    

In the end, he burned it for five whole minutes, but the seven-colored holy water in the canteen did not heat up at all.    

    

Although Bai Yu Zhe controlled the temperature, if it was just normal water, it would definitely boil in a few seconds. How many times had the five minutes been burnt …    

    

Then, Bai Yu Zhe began to heat up. However, he still didn't dare to go overboard, fearing that something might happen.    

    

However, after a few more minutes passed, the water temperature still hadn't changed much!    

    

"As a pinnacle apothecary, I don't believe that I won't be able to boil a single pot of water!" Bai Yu Zhe was a bit angry. With the appearance of the Purple Ink Divine Flame, a purple flame was dancing within his palm. The flame seemed gentle, but in reality, the temperature was absolutely terrifying.    

    

Even a piece of fine iron would be melted into liquid metal in an instant! Bai Yu Zhe also stared at the water bottle, afraid that he would ruin it. He had to catch the Rainbow Holy Spring as soon as possible, otherwise, he would rain it on the table and then onto the ground …    

    

Then it would really be thunder and lightning!    

    

However, his worries were unnecessary. The kettle was placed on the stone table, and it belonged to the tea set. It was obvious that the almighty elder had used it to boil water. How could it be burnt so easily?    

    

Another three minutes had passed, and the water was already heating up, but it was still not boiling yet!    

    

Bai Yu Zhe was truly annoyed and did not care anymore. The purple flame in his hand instantly turned into a small purple gold phoenix and its temperature once again increased by a large amount.    

    

He was using the Divine Purple Ink Fire to display the Heavenly Flame of the True Phoenix, this was the highest temperature he could muster!    

    

Finally, about half a minute later, the water in the kettle boiled. Bai Yu Zhe also let out a long breath. If he really couldn't even boil a kettle of water, then his reputation as one of the top alchemists on this continent would really die from laughter if word spread.    

    

Through this matter, Bai Yu Zhe realized that the temperature of his own flame was still insufficient. He didn't know whether the almighty elder was an alchemist or not, but he was certain that he wouldn't have to go through so much trouble just to boil water.    

    

If he wanted to refine a supreme dan bead, he wouldn't be able to become a supreme dan bead, but even if it was a semi-divine dan bead, Bai Yu Zhe reckoned that his current flame was still not enough.    

    

Although the power of his flames was much greater than that of his previous life, they were definitely much weaker than those of Huangfu Yan or the Venerable Poison Dragon. He relied on knowledge from other areas to make up for it.    

    

Of course, if he were to increase his cultivation level, this aspect would also increase.    

    

Bai Yu Zhe didn't want to think too much into it. Boiling water was so hard, so he first wanted to taste just how amazing the tea that ran out was. He poured the boiling Rainbow Holy Spring into the teapot.    

    

Suddenly, an irresistible fragrance drifted out, and went straight into Bai Yu Zhe's nostrils. This fragrance was indescribable by words. Even Bai Yu Zhe, who usually didn't drink tea that much, was instantly intoxicated by it. As he looked at the tea in the cup, Bai Yu Zhe could hear the sound of his own saliva being swallowed …