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Chu Chen quickly held his breath and focused on the second attempt. This time, his control over the flame, spiritual power, and medicinal properties was much more skillful and exquisite than the previous attempt.
On the side, Qing Yue suddenly had a feeling that Chu Chen was not so much refining as fighting. Every movement was precise to the extreme, and every trace of spirit energy was almost perfect. He controlled everything smoothly like flowing water.
His perfect operation was close to the level of a science textbook!
Chu Chen was just an apprentice alchemist. Why did he have the aura of a master?
In less than an hour, a clear medicinal fragrance was emitted from the red medicine furnace. The round, blue pill in the air was finally formed. Chu Chen shook it with his spiritual power, and it floated to the small disk that he had prepared earlier.
Senior Sister Qing Yue picked up the small porcelain disk and looked at the "Mind-clearing Pill" carefully for a while. She raised her head with a face full of disbelief, and the hand that was holding the disk kept trembling. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, but it was in vain. She realized that her hand could not be steady at all. "Did something go wrong? How … is this possible? This Mind-clearing Pill is actually a rare-grade pill! "
Different pills had different grades. For example, most Body Tempering Pills were level one pills, while Purple Cloud Golden Pills were level two pills.
In fact, even if it was the same kind of medicinal pill, according to the quality of the medicinal pill after it was refined, it was divided into substandard medicinal pills, finished medicinal pills, good medicinal pills, precious medicinal pills, and higher quality medicinal pills.
For the same Mind-clearing Pill, a substandard pill could only exert 50% of its medicinal effect. Only a finished pill could exert 80% of its medicinal effect. Only a Good Grade pill could be considered a good pill that could unleash 100% of its medicinal effect.
As for a rare-grade pill, it could exert twice the medicinal effect of a normal pill!
In fact, some precious pills could even give birth to some special effects.
Therefore, it was no wonder that Qing Yue was so shocked. It was almost impossible for Chu Chen to produce a rare-grade pill on his first attempt at refining medicine.
Nowadays, in Biquan Xianzong's market, most of the pills were of inferior quality.
However, most of the disciples would choose the finished product. Firstly, the medicinal effect was good. Secondly, the medicinal effect was stable, and it would not cause any negative effects on cultivation. Only the disciples with more wealth would pursue the good grade.
On the other hand, Precious Grade Medicinal Pills could only be found by chance.
So far, Elder Lingxin was the only alchemist in the entire Biquan Xianzong who could steadily refine treasure-grade elixirs.
For other alchemists, the probability of refining a rare grade pill was about the same as winning a lottery.
Could it be that Chu Chen had won the lottery? He only failed once and was able to concoct a rare grade pill on his second try. This Junior Brother of his could only be described as abnormal.
It was probably due to good luck. It was said that the first successful pill of a newcomer would usually be of good quality. Qing Yue forced herself not to be too shocked.
After successfully refining the first pill, Chu Chen did not stop and once again immersed himself in the process of refining medicine. As the medicinal ingredients flowed between his palms, he seemed to have turned into a busy machine, operating precisely and ingeniously.
The third and fourth attempts failed consecutively!
At this moment, Qing Yue's emotions became very complicated. On one hand, she felt regretful that the miracle created by Junior Brother was only for a moment. On the other hand, she told herself that returning to reality would be beneficial for Junior Brother's future in refining medicine.
However, Qing Yue realized that nature was not as good as man's calculations. A miracle happened again.
The fifth attempt, success, rare-grade!
Seeing the second rare-grade "Mind-clearing Pill" spinning in the small jade disk, Qing Yue felt that her eyes were about to fall out. Another rare-grade pill appeared without any warning?
Rare-Grade pills were called rare-grade because they were rare?!
Could it be that Junior Brother's luck was so good that he encountered two rare-grade pills in a short period of time?
The sixth and seventh attempts, failure!
The eighth attempt, success, rare-grade!
Success again! The third rare-grade pill! With such an exaggerated success rate of rare-grade pills, Qing Yue felt that her heart could not take it anymore and was about to explode. In such a short period of time, Chu Chen failed consecutively and only succeeded three times. However, all three of them were rare-grade pills.
To a novice pharmacist, a success rate of 30% was considered very high. Not to mention apprentices, even beginner pharmacists only had a success rate of 10%.
What was even more perverse was that every time Chu Chen successfully refined a rare-grade pill, it made Qing Yue feel that the world had become unreal.
She secretly pinched herself a few times to confirm that she was not dreaming.
The ninth attempt, success, rare-grade!
The tenth attempt, success, rare-grade!!!
When the last rare-grade pill landed on the small jade disk, Qing Yue's face was already numb.
Even if Chu Chen refined a Mind-clearing Pill that was rare-grade or above, she could accept it in her heart.
Mind-clearing Pill was the lowest grade pill among level-one pills. Chu Chen actually refined five of these beginner pills into rare-grade pills. This … this … all of this made Qing Yue completely speechless.
Chu Chen raised his head and realized that at this moment, a bright moon had quietly hung in the sky.
"I wasted five sets of ingredients." Chu Chen frowned and felt a little heartache.
Refining pills one by one, the probability of the pills being destroyed was already so high. Back then, Elder Lingxin only used one stalk of "Purple Cloud Grass" to refine 18 Purple Cloud Golden Pills in one go. All of them were rare-grade pills. How good was Elder Lingxin's alchemy skills? He was too far behind.
"You brat!"
Seeing that Chu Chen was still feeling heartache for the five sets of ingredients that were destroyed, Qing Yue patted her head and felt that she was about to go berserk. This brat was purposely trying to anger her! One must know that even with her skills, if she could refine five out of the ten sets of ingredients, she would be so happy that she would pray to God! Moreover, she did not dare to guarantee the quality.
"Elder Lingxin's alchemy rules are too strict. It's really a waste of ingredients." Chu Chen suddenly could not help but sigh.
"What rules?" For a moment, Qing Yue could not think of any rules that the unrestrained Elder Lingxin had.
"The rule of only refining rare-grade pills!" Chu Chen said with a painful face. "The rule of only refining rare-grade pills is really a waste of ingredients."
"Elder Lingxin did not have such a rule!"
"Ah! I saw that she always refined rare-grade pills. I thought that if I followed her, every pill would be rare-grade. " Chu Chen let out a long breath and looked relieved. "If I had known, I would have refined the other pills too."
At this moment, Qing Yue felt that she was really going crazy. It turned out that the other 50% of Chu Chen's failures were because he could not refine rare-grade pills and directly gave up.
This brat was definitely abnormal. Although Mind-clearing Pill was the easiest pill to refine, a 100% success rate and five rare-grade pills were far better than the young Elder Lingxin.
"I'm tired after a day of practice. Go back and rest quickly. I'll clean up here. "
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