The flames in the furnace crackled as they burned. Through a few transparent holes in the furnace, he could see the materials slowly dissolving.
"The flames are still not enough."
The fire produced was just an ordinary flame. The temperature was not high enough, so the alchemist had to inject fire Qi into the furnace to increase the temperature.
Waves of Qi entered the furnace from Zhou Yang's palm, and in a moment, the fire in the furnace grew stronger.
"Boom …"
But at this moment, there was an explosion in the furnace, followed by black smoke …
Failed!
He failed at the first step, which made him confused. After carefully inspecting the dregs, he realized that his flames were too fierce.
The temperature of the flames should be determined according to the grade of the materials. The materials of the Qi Recovery Pill were all ordinary mountain herbs, which could not withstand too high a temperature.
"Again!"
With the first experience, he was much more careful during the second refining. After spending half an hour, he finally finished refining all the materials.
The second step was to fuse the materials …
His level eight spiritual power allowed him to complete the second step perfectly, and it only took him twenty minutes. But unfortunately, he failed again during the third step because the flames were too fierce.
This night, he spent almost all the time in continuous failure. No less than ten sets of materials were burned to dregs by him.
During the day, he did not continue to refine pills. Instead, he recovered his Qi while recalling what happened last night. Only at night did he open the furnace again.
Through the reflection during the day, he realized that he could not be impatient when refining pills. Rushing for results would only end in failure.
After settling down, his technique began to slowly mature. After three failures, he finally succeeded in refining the Qi Accumulation Pill.
"It's an ungraded pill. All I need to do is wait. I've finally completed the first Energy Recovery Pill."
He breathed a sigh of relief. After waiting for a quarter of an hour, the furnace finally emitted a faint red light. Then, a wave of Qi rushed out of the furnace.
A small green pill slowly floated in the air, emitting a faint light.
"Congratulations, Young Master, you have finally succeeded."
Xiao He seemed to be even happier than Zhou Yang.
"It's not easy …" Zhou Yang sighed. A single Qi Returning Pill cost no more than 1,000 Star Jades. With his current wealth, he could buy several tens of them without batting an eyelid. However, refining them was incomparably difficult.
He put away the Qi Recovery Pill and swallowed it. After a while, the True Qi in his body began to slowly recover. Although it was slow, it was much faster than meditating.
"Young Master, soak your feet. I'll give you a massage to relieve your fatigue." Xiao He placed the water beside Zhou Yang's feet.
Zhou Yang nodded. Xiao He's massage technique was good and it was suitable for him now.
"Phew …"
The numb feeling spread all over Zhou Yang's body, and he couldn't help but gasp, which made Xiao He blush.
"Young Master, I'll use a little more strength. What do you think …" Xiao He said as she pressed down hard.
"Alright, use a little more force, it feels good …"
Lying on the bed, Zhou Yang thought to himself that since there was no one around, he might as well let go of himself. From time to time, he would even command Xiao He.
Soon, Xiao He's forehead was covered with sweat, and her face was as red as fire.
After a full hour, Zhou Yang got up with satisfaction. Suddenly, he found that Xiao He's whole body was soaked, which reflected her curvaceous and tall figure.
Being stared at by Zhou Yang, Xiao He was embarrassed and turned around hurriedly. Since she swore to follow Zhou Yang, she was ready to become his woman at any time. But now, she was sweating all over, and she was afraid that her Young Master would dislike her. Just as she was about to speak, she felt her waist being held by a pair of big hands …
"Young Master …" Xiao He said with a trembling voice, and her body couldn't help but tremble.
"Don't move, bend down."
A deep voice came, and Xiao He's heart tightened. Although she was inexperienced, she had heard a lot of dirty words from the streets when she followed her father outside. Of course, she knew what the man behind her wanted to do …
Did he have to do it in this position for the first time …
She had imagined countless scenes of being carried to bed by her Young Master, but she didn't expect it to be these words.
Don't move, bend down … Could it be that her Young Master didn't even want to look at her, and only wanted to vent?
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel sad, but her body still bent down involuntarily, and her hands even held the table.
"Impossible … How could it be like this?" Zhou Yang frowned and looked carefully at the black crescent-shaped birthmark on the back of Xiao He's waist that was reflected by her sweat.
"Young Master, did Xiao He do something wrong?" Hearing Zhou Yang's words, Xiao He immediately felt wronged. Then, she moved back a little and raised her butt high.
Zhou Yang was stunned, and immediately held Xiao He's waist. Xiao He was so shocked that she grabbed the table and moaned.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, the door was opened, and Xiong Ziyi rushed in hastily.
"Zhou Yang, the King of Poisons …"
Xiong Ziyi was stunned halfway through her words. In front of her, Zhou Yang was holding Xiao He's waist, and Xiao He was lying on the table, looking like she was at his mercy. There was even a trace of tears in her eyes.
"Zhou Yang, you beast, I didn't expect you to be such a person!" Xiong Ziyi said angrily.
Zhou Yang didn't pay attention to Xiong Ziyi. He held Xiao He's waist and turned her over. Xiao He instinctively turned her head, not daring to look at Zhou Yang. She thought to herself, could it be that her young master was going to …
She couldn't help but glance at Zhou Yang, only to find that Zhou Yang was staring at her bashful spot without even blinking.
"You beast! Stop!" Xiong Ziyi said as she charged at Zhou Yang.
"As expected, as expected …"
At this moment, Zhou Yang suddenly let go of Xiao He. His expression was a little strange, as if he had thought of something unbelievable.
"What is it?"
Xiong Ziyi's hand stopped in front of Zhou Yang.
"Nothing."
Although Zhou Yang said so, his heart was in turmoil.
There was a crescent-shaped birthmark on the back of Xiao He's waist. He had seen this kind of birthmark in an ancient book before.
A crescent-shaped birthmark represented an Extreme Yin Body, and two represented an Extreme Yin Body.
In the book, it was said that a girl with an Extreme Yin Body had a hundred times more Innate Primordial Yin than an ordinary girl. Even some talented girls who had awakened their Astral Soul were unwilling to have the Innate Primordial Yin in their Extreme Yin Body.
To the possessor of the Innate Primordial Yin, it represented potential. Once they became a martial artist, their cultivation speed would be incomparably terrifying. Even someone like Yan Qingcheng would be far behind. To a man, if they could obtain the Innate Primordial Yin of an Extreme Yin Body, it would be a great opportunity.
However, this kind of body wasn't something an ordinary man could control. If they were to snatch it rashly, they might die before they could enjoy it, unless they used a special method.
As for the Extreme Yin Body …
There was only one line of description about the Extreme Yin Body in the book.
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