A Good Romance
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The woman snorted. As she continued to attack, she said, "This Storm Pill's recipe is incomplete. My master spent several years to complete it. That's a huge contribution to the alchemy world. You dare insult my master? Don't tell me you don't deserve a beating?"
Ah, the Storm Pill is also lost.
Ling Han couldn't help but frown. What was going on? Why were there so many pill recipes from his era that had been lost? The Reversal Pill, the Storm Pill, and the Dark Moon Grass were actually used to refine the Purple Yuan Pill, wasting them to such an extent.
Logically speaking, even if the alchemy world hadn't made much progress in the past ten thousand years, it shouldn't have regressed to such an extent, right?
He fiercely waved his palm and forced the other party back. He smiled and said, "Based on what you've said, your master does indeed have some skill. However, if I can refine an even better Storm Pill, then what?"
"Impossible! How could you possibly surpass my master?" The woman didn't believe him at all.
"Let me try. At worst, we can fight again later," Ling Han said.
"Alright," the woman agreed.
Ling Han picked up the pill furnace that had fallen to the ground and said, "Prepare the medicinal ingredients for me." In one breath, he listed out over twenty medicinal ingredients.
If it had been an ordinary person, they definitely wouldn't have been able to remember it. However, since this woman was an alchemist, she definitely had a powerful memory in this area. Very quickly, she retrieved the ingredients that Ling Han needed from the house.
Ling Han sat down on the ground, his right hand holding the alchemy furnace. Hong, a ball of flame suddenly soared from his hand.
A look of displeasure appeared on the woman's pretty face, because when alchemists concocted pills, their expressions were solemn, and they used the posture of sitting cross-legged. This was a kind of ceremony, but Ling Han was sitting on the ground, which was simply outrageous.
However, when she saw that Ling Han had already started concocting the pill, she could only forcefully swallow the reprimand that was on the tip of her tongue. Disturbing someone else's pill concoction was a great taboo for alchemists, so she naturally would not knowingly violate it.
She was very disdainful. It should be known that although her master did not belong to Tianyaoge, his skill in alchemy was very high. He was a Black Grade high level alchemist, the same level as the highest person in charge of Tianyaoge in Rain Country. Currently, he was the Headmaster of the Alchemy Department of Huyang University.
When Wu Song Lin's name was mentioned, who wouldn't respectfully address him as Grandmaster? Even the Emperor of Rain Country had to be polite to him.
This brat actually dared to call her master an idiot. If this were to spread out, he would definitely be beaten to death within three steps.
Once Ling Han started concocting, his expression immediately changed, and the aura of a Great Grandmaster circulated around him.
His left hand flew, throwing one medicinal ingredient after another into the pill furnace, while his right hand continued to spin the pill furnace. The flames were sometimes red, sometimes green, and sometimes white. The changes were extremely fast, causing people to be dazzled.
The woman's disdainful expression quickly receded and was replaced by a look of shock.
Her name was Li Si Chan, and she herself was a genius in alchemy, which was why she had been accepted as a disciple by Wu Song Lin. She was very conceited, but when compared to Ling Han, she had to admit that his skills were far more experienced and skilled than hers. That kind of natural ease was as if he had immersed himself in alchemy for a few hundred years, and had already reached a level where he could control the pill furnace even with his eyes closed.
This kind of achievement, not to mention her, even her master would be left in the dust.
How was this possible? How was this possible?
Wasn't he supposed to be a profligate young master? How could he have such shocking ability in alchemy?
In just a short while, the medicinal ingredients in front of Ling Han had all disappeared, and there was a slight bead of sweat on his forehead. After all, the Storm Pill was a Yellow Grade middle level alchemical pill, and it was one of the more difficult ones to concoct. He could concoct it now, but because his cultivation level was a bit low, it was a bit difficult for him.
"Yi, good disciple, you've finally concocted the Storm Pill!" It was at this moment that a pleasantly surprised voice was heard from the door. A short old man walked in, his face full of smiles, and in his hand was a food container.
There was another old man behind him, and the two of them were standing side by side. If one looked closely, they would be able to see that both of them were wearing three silver badges on their chests.
Black Grade high level alchemist
In the whole of Rain Country, there were only two Black Grade high level alchemists. One was the Pavilion Lord of Tianyaoge, Fu Yuan Sheng, and the other was the Headmaster of the Alchemy Department of Huyang University, Wu Song Lin.
It was these two.
When Wu Song Lin saw that the woman was standing, his old face was instantly filled with shock. He had never imagined that the person concocting the pill was not his own disciple.
"Yi?" Fu Yuan Sheng also looked surprised. He knew that Wu Song Lin had taken in a good disciple. He was only eighteen years old, but had already become a Yellow Grade middle level alchemist. The Storm Pill was one of the most difficult pills to concoct among Yellow Grade middle level alchemical pills, and now it was actually another young man who was concocting it. This naturally caused him to be shocked.
This Old Man Wu couldn't have taken in another genius alchemist disciple, right? Damn it, why was it that all the geniuses were snatched away by him?
Hu Niu had originally been extremely bored, and was lying on the ground sleeping. But when Wu Song Lin entered, she immediately wrinkled her nose and squatted down. Her eyes were fixed on the food container in his hands, and with a sudden roar, she leapt out and pounced onto the food container.
Ling Han's right hand moved continuously, and three different flames — red, green, and white — shot out from his five fingers at the same time, which were then suddenly extinguished.
Three Fire Guide
This was a creative invention of his last life, and had revolutionized the world of alchemy. Not only could it increase the quality of alchemical pills, it could even save dead pills that would have exploded.
Wu Song Lin and Fu Yuan Sheng were both stunned, their eyes bulging out of their sockets and their mouths agape, looking as if they were about to explode from shock. Hu Niu took the opportunity to snatch away Wu Song Lin's food container, immediately opened it, and began to enjoy it happily.
"Could this be the legendary Three Fire Guide that has long been lost in history?"
"To be able to explode three balls of flames of different temperatures at the same time, greatly increasing the effect of the completed pill, and even saving dead pills … this is a legend among legends, and I have always thought it to be a myth."
"It shouldn't be real, right? It's just an imitation."
The two old men said one after another, their expressions filled with shock.
"Hu …" Ling Han exhaled, threw the alchemy furnace at Li Si Chan, and said, "Fortunately, I did not disappoint you. Have a look."
"Shua," the two old men rushed out at the same time, and began to fight over the furnace like two little children. They were both powerful warriors of Spiritual Pedestal Tier, and their attacks were as fast as lightning, dazzling the onlookers' eyes.
Li Si Chan was dumbfounded. These were the two most respected alchemists of Rain Country, and now they actually acted like little children. How could she believe her own eyes?
Finally, the two old men stopped. One held the alchemy furnace, while the other opened the lid of the furnace, and carefully took out a vermilion colored alchemical pill.
"This color, this smell …"
"That's right, this is the real Storm Pill!"
Wu Song Lin dug out a piece, put it into his mouth, and tasted it. He could not help but look even more shocked, and said, "This is definitely the real Storm Pill, and its effect has reached twelve Stars, no, thirteen Stars!"
"What?!" Fu Yuan Sheng instantly jumped up.
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