: Danxin Pavilion, a century-old alchemy family, was wiped out overnight.
Su Wanzhao, the daughter of the pavilion master, fell into the dust from the clouds, burdened with the stigma of collaborating with the enemy and betraying the clan and a huge debt that overturned the world.
Everyone in the world is pursuing the magic fire of elixirs and pursuing quick success methods to reach the sky in one step. They have long forgotten the fundamentals of alchemy - it is every bit of pharmacology, every grinding of hammer and pestle, and every breath and breath of heat.
And these are the true inheritance of Danxin Pavilion.
With a broken furnace and a scroll of ancient prescriptions, Su Wanzhao revived the pot in a small border town.
Others laughed at her for being crazy, laughing at her for being stupid, and laughing at her for being a useless person and trying to change her life against the odds.
The enemy is in the dark, and the debt is heavy.
Su Wanzhaosu held the prescription in his hand, using the heaven and earth as the cauldron, and the fire in his heart as the guide.
She wants to use the simplest medicinal materials in the world to refine an elixir that even the gods will look upon.
She will take back the grudges of the past and the debts of today with her own hands, one by one.
"The elixir you regard as a treasure is not as effective as the dregs of medicine I concocted."
"I, Su Wanzhao, will redefine the way of alchemy!"
