"Xiangmeng, don't be rude! You didn't make the pills yourself, how can you drag others into it! "
Pill Master Yun Yao said in a slightly blaming tone.
The moment the words came out of Yun Mengxiang's mouth, she realised that her 'princess syndrome' was acting up again.
In the Clan, her identity as a princess wasn't very useful. Her father and auntie had warned her time and time again not to offend the experts of the Clan because of her bad temper.
The current Zhao Feng was the 'prospective disciple' of Elder Guan and Elder Zhang. Whether it was his identity or potential, he wasn't someone that normal pill masters couldn't afford to offend.
Perhaps it was because she had gotten closer to Zhao Feng recently, and the latter was quite easy-going, she had almost forgotten about this point.
"It's fine, it's just Senior Sister Yun's nature."
Zhao Feng smiled faintly and didn't put it to heart.
His main focus was on pill making.
Ever since he entered the Grass-Wood Division, Zhao Feng had developed an interest in pill making.
This' interest 'came from the temptation of spiritual pills.
Zhao Feng's thought was that if he could become a pill master, he would be able to be 'self-sufficient'. If he needed any pills, he could make them himself. Firstly, it would help him with his cultivation, and secondly, it would save him a lot of money.
Moreover, being an alchemist was indeed a very popular occupation in the world of sects.
"Martial Nephew Zhao, did you notice the mistake in Xiang Meng's pill refining process?"
Yun Yao purposely wanted to test Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng wasn't afraid of offending Yun Mengxiang, so he said straightforwardly, "Firstly, it was her first time making pills, so she was too cautious. She was as timid as a mouse, causing the flame to be too small and the temperature wasn't high enough. Secondly, when she was controlling the flame, she made a few mistakes. Adding on to the fact that the flame was too small, the flame was extinguished. Of course, that was only the most obvious mistake. I can't be bothered to talk about the other small mistakes. "
Hearing this, Yun Mengxiang's face trembled in anger, but she couldn't do anything. If it was anyone else, she would have sent them flying with a kick.
As the princess of a country, when had she ever been humiliated like this?
"En, you've basically hit the nail on the head."
Yun Yao smiled and nodded her head in approval.
Yun Mengxiang had no choice but to accept it.
Her bright eyes flashed and she smiled like a flower, "Xiang Meng is clumsy, I've made a fool of myself in front of Junior Brother Zhao. Alchemist Zhao, please give me some pointers."
"I don't deserve to be called Alchemist Zhao."
Zhao Feng's heart skipped a beat. Yun Mengxiang was obviously trying to make him fall even more.
No apprentice alchemist would be able to successfully refine a pill on their first try.
Yun Mengxiang failed, so it was Zhao Feng's turn.
In his mind, the scene of Pill Master Yun Yao demonstrating how to refine the "Blood Accumulation Pill" appeared.
Regarding some aspects of alchemy, such as adding materials, starting a fire, controlling the fire, opening the furnace, etc., Zhao Feng had the opportunity to try them out in the past few days.
But it was just a test.
To complete all these tasks in one go was no small test.
Among the many steps, "controlling the fire" was the most important. It had to be maintained for a long time, and a slight mistake in the middle could affect the overall situation.
The first step was to put in the ingredients.
Zhao Feng's left eye slowly opened as he picked out a portion of the ingredients.
Even the same ingredients had their own pros and cons. It was affected by humidity, water content and maturity.
Zhao Feng chose the most suitable ingredients.
These actions were seen by Pill Master Yun Yao and she couldn't help but nod her head in praise.
Just from the first step, Zhao Feng had already surpassed Yun Mengxiang.
After choosing the ingredients, Zhao Feng placed them into the furnace in a certain order.
Even the positions of the ingredients were carefully chosen.
The furnace was not evenly heated. Some places had higher temperatures, while others had lower temperatures.
Now, the first step of "putting in the ingredients" was completed.
Zhao Feng didn't miss a single detail. Even if there were some steps that he wasn't sure about, he still remembered the scene of Pill Master Yun Yao's demonstration.
The second step was to start a fire.
Although starting a fire seemed simple, it was actually very important.
The type, size and temperature of the fire couldn't be wrong.
Luckily, the requirement for a low-tier pill like the blood pill wasn't high.
Zhao Feng lit up a small piece of Black Cloud Coal and a dark red flame started to spread.
The next step was the most important one – controlling the fire.
Zhao Feng focused his mind and opened his left eye, circulating his Inner Strength. His fingers gently moved as he used his Inner Strength to control the fire.
To become a Pill Master, the minimum requirement was the 7th Rank of the Consolidated Realm, even for a Pill Disciple.
Using inner strength to control and influence flames from a distance, this kind of technique was already the lowest level in alchemy. Those under the 7th Rank of the Consolidated Realm didn't even have Inner Strength, so how could they control the fire?
Zhao Feng's control over the fire was very strong. The flames were evenly distributed on the furnace.
As time passed, a faint medicinal fragrance came from the furnace.
Zhao Feng would occasionally add in the Black Cloud Coal to control the fire.
Although he hadn't practiced 'controlling the fire' much, it was still easy for him to do so.
This was because of the accuracy of his left eye, as well as his powerful control over his Inner Strength.
After a full two hours, Zhao Feng was still able to easily control the fire.
This made Yun Mengxiang's expression change. She never thought that Zhao Feng's Inner Strength would be so dense.
If it was her, she would have already run out of energy.
"Every strand of Inner Strength has reached the pinnacle. His control over the fire has reached the pinnacle."
Yun Yao exclaimed in her heart.
This level of control over the fire was comparable to some old Pill Masters.
At this moment, Yun Yao couldn't help but admire Old Man Guan's eyesight. Zhao Feng was indeed a genius.
The path of alchemy required precise control over the details, especially when it came to controlling the fire.
Two hours later, Zhao Feng's Inner Strength slowly retracted as the flames under the furnace dimmed.
The cauldron was still warm, emitting a medicinal fragrance that was becoming more and more obvious.
Zhao Feng took a sniff and found that it was indeed the familiar smell of the blood pill. Because it had just come out of the furnace, it was ten times stronger.
After a while, Zhao Feng pointed in the air.
Pa!
Steam rose from the top of the alchemy cauldron, and a dozen blood-red pills bounced up.
This was the last step, opening the furnace.
The opening of the furnace needed to be precise. If it was opened too early, the pill might not have solidified into a pill.
If it was opened too late, the pill would expand too much and explode. Under certain circumstances, the energy contained in the pill was too strong and could cause an explosion that would affect the entire Pill Refinement Room, causing a disaster …
Shua!
Zhao Feng waved his hand and grabbed the tens of blood pills.
"Let me see the success rate."
Yun Yao smiled.
Success rate?
Zhao Feng was stunned, but he soon remembered the common sense of alchemy.
There was a success rate for every furnace of pills. For example, out of ten pills, five would be successful, while the rest would be trash.
Zhao Feng handed the pills over to Yun Yao.
"Don't tell me they're all trash."
Yun Mengxiang teased.
At this moment, she realised that Yun Yao's face was solemn and her eyes were filled with shock.
"Thirteen blood pills, one of them is perfect, four of them are high quality, six of them are normal, and two of them are lower quality, but they're all normal."
Yun Yao couldn't help taking in a cold breath, "If the requirements aren't too high, this is a 100% success rate."
A 100% success rate!
Yun Mengxiang was stunned and her face was pale, as if she had been frightened.
Yun Yao and Yun Mengxiang then looked at Zhao Feng with a weird expression.
"Is this really your first time refining pills?"
Yun Yao's face was still filled with shock.
"That's right."
Zhao Feng felt a bit guilty. He didn't think that this would be the result of his precision and control.
Receiving the confirmation, Yun Yao and Yun Mengxiang seemed to have been hit by a huge blow.
"These thirteen blood pills were refined by you, so I'll give them to you."
Yun Yao gave the pills back to Zhao Feng.
And then … there was no more and then.
Zhao Feng was kicked out of the room, leaving only Yun Yao and Yun Mengxiang in the room.
"Aunt, why don't you teach him?"
"I can't teach such a genius. A 100% success rate on his first attempt at alchemy is a miracle in the alchemy world. "
Yun Yao sighed.
How was this possible!
Yun Mengxiang was speechless when she heard this.
"Keep this matter a secret for now. What you need to do right now is to get to know him without offending him, but don't do it on purpose … "
Yun Yao ordered.
… …
After Zhao Feng left the pill refining room, he couldn't help but think.
"So that's how it is. No matter how good a Pill Master is, it's hard to guarantee a 100% success rate, even for a Pill Master."
Zhao Feng realised that achieving a 100% success rate on his first try was indeed shocking.
It was his first time concocting a pill, so naturally, there was no problem of his standard being too low. Under such circumstances, achieving a 100% success rate was truly incredible.
In the next few days, Zhao Feng had a lot of free time.
He had basically completed all the tasks that Old Man Guan had given him.
During the day, he would read some books on alchemy, and at night, he would cultivate.
Zhao Feng's main focus was still on the Silver Wall Technique.
However, after reaching the ninth level of the Silver Wall Technique, his progress was getting slower and slower. Under normal circumstances, it would take at least a few years for Zhao Feng to reach the tenth level.
Zhao Feng could only hope that one day, Old Man Guan would give him a few pills, or some kind of opportunity. If that didn't work out, he would just have to make some more pills in the future …
Time passed quickly.
Zhao Feng had been in the Sect for half a month.
During this time, all the new disciples had made some progress.
Xiao Sun, Yun Mengxiang and Liu Yue 'er had improved the fastest.
Xiao Sun had reached the half-step Holy Realm.
Liu Yue 'er and Yun Mengxiang had both reached the peak of the ninth rank of the Consolidated Realm.
Both of them had reached the peak of the ninth rank from the eighth rank of the Consolidated Realm in half a month.
Such a speed would be a miracle in other countries, but it was only a bit fast in the Sect. After all, the ninth rank of the Martial Path was only the beginning.
Yun Mengxiang was one of the better ones. Zhao Feng knew that she had an aunt who was an alchemist, so she had taken at least four or five kinds of pills like the Marrow Cleansing Pill.
As for Liu Yue 'er, she was nowhere to be found in the outer disciples.
It was said that Liu Yue 'er had caught the eye of another Elder of the Sect, and she had become an inner disciple after Bei Moi and Sun Yuanhao.
Zhao Feng's two disciples, Yang Qingshan had reached the ninth rank, and Nan Gongfan was also half a step into the ninth rank.
In comparison, Zhao Feng's cultivation was progressing at a steady pace.
His main focus was on the Silver Wall Technique, but he had also reached the ninth rank of the Consolidated Realm.
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