However, Ye Chongtian didn't go back on his words. He followed Ye Zifeng's instructions and brought the cauldron and the ingredients into the woodshed. Because of this, he received many complaints from his family. No matter how rich the Ye clan was, they shouldn't throw the ingredients into the river for no reason.
Ye Zifeng carefully looked at the ingredients that were sent over. He checked them one by one and revealed a happy expression.
"Chalcedony Grass, Dragon Leaf, Silver Horn Fruit, Scarlet Essence Lotus and this Bodhi Spirit Ginseng. Not bad. I was afraid that the quality of the pill would be affected but it seems like I don't have to worry about that anymore. The quality of the Golden Marrow Pill can be guaranteed. "
However, even so, he still shook his head regretfully.
If he could maintain his original Martial Ancestor Realm, even if it was reduced by one level, he could use the Martial Spirit's Profound Qi to display his ultimate skill, "Ghost True Fire Method", and in a flash, he would be able to refine a cauldron of pills. Moreover, the quality of the pills he refined would be guaranteed to reach the Heaven Realm.
But now, the martial arts foundation of this crippled young master of the Ye Family was too poor. Not to mention infusing any True Qi during the refining process of the alchemy furnace, even standing next to the furnace made him look like he was on the verge of fainting.
"I have three days. I'll use these ingredients to refine the cauldron first and increase the quality of the cauldron ….."
Ye Feng made up his mind. Before he started concocting the pill, he began to refine the pill furnace according to his special method. In an instant, black smoke billowed and sparks flew everywhere. It was all the dregs of the furnace.
He opened the window of the woodshed to get some fresh air. No matter what, he was still the young master of the Ye clan. He wasn't a slave that was locked up. As long as he didn't leave the woodshed, he was allowed to do as he pleased.
Suddenly, he looked at the movement outside the window, and the corners of his mouth curled into a smile.
… …
"Master, I just sent someone to investigate. The young master's first cauldron ….."
"How is it? Is it done? " Ye Chongtian excitedly looked at Housekeeper Du. After reading Ye Zifeng's recipe yesterday, he didn't have a good night's sleep. He thought that Ye Zifeng was suddenly enlightened so when he woke up the next morning, he immediately went to Housekeeper Du and told him about this. They arranged for people to prepare the ingredients for Ye Zifeng.
"Master, Young Master, he …"
"What's wrong with him? Why are you keeping me in suspense? Are you asking for a beating? Do you want me to die of anxiety?" Ye Chongtian's words were somewhat incoherent.
"Young Lord has turned the first batch of elixirs into slag …" Steward Du reported honestly with an old face.
Ye Chongtian widened his eyes and sat down heavily on his seat. It took him a long time to regain his senses.
He smiled bitterly and shook his head. "That's right. What's wrong with me? Why do I still have expectations for trash like him? I'm really … Sigh, I'm really getting old …"
"Master, should I send someone to investigate again? Maybe it was a slip of the hand of the Young Master …"
Ye Chongtian thought that it made sense, and his eyes lit up again. "That's possible. Alright, I'll listen to you. Search again, search again … "
…
"Reporting to Clan Head, the second cauldron is a failure. It's full of slag, but half of it is gone …"
"Again!"
"Reporting to Clan Head, the third cauldron has failed. It's still slag, and there's a little less this time around …"
"Scout …"
"Clan head, the fourth cauldron has failed. It's still slag, and there's only a little left …"
"… …"
"Reporting to Clan Head ….."
Ye Chongtian couldn't take it anymore and finally yelled out, "Enough! Was there an end to it? After refining for half a day, what else could there be other than slag? You don't need to scout anymore …. I understand now. It's my fault this time. "
… …
The next morning, Ye Zifeng stood by the window with a mature smile in his cold eyes.
"You're finally not going to monitor me anymore? That's good …. "
He closed the window and opened the lid of the cauldron. His sixth cauldron!
At the same time the lid was lifted, the golden light in the room suddenly soared several times, sprinkling all over the room. The heat in the furnace instantly spread out, and some sparks splashed on the iron net beside the furnace, making a hissing sound.
In the middle of the cauldron, there was a Golden Marrow Pill. It was extremely dazzling and filled the entire room with qi.
After refining the cauldron five times, this was the sixth cauldron. Without a doubt, this was a Golden Marrow Pill.
Ye Zifeng smiled in satisfaction. He held the Golden Marrow Pill and poked it with his tongue.
In a split second, the Golden Marrow Pill contained a huge amount of energy. It exploded out like a landslide. With a force that could break bones, it charged towards Ye Zifeng's dantian. From his dantian, it started to spread out towards his veins.
"This feels good! This feels really good! "
Ye Feng's originally crooked and intermittent tendons and veins seemed to have been pierced through by a huge force, creating an incomparably smooth path. The originally crooked aura also began to converge back to the dantian.
Along with this process, there was an endless amount of pain. Ye Zifeng felt as if his entire body was being cut by a knife. It was so painful that he wanted to die. It also felt as if there were millions of tiny bugs crawling around in his internal organs and crazily gnawing on his flesh. However, he still accepted it. He knew that if he let it be, it will help him open up his veins. Only after experiencing the pain at the beginning can he refine his veins and veins that are suitable for cultivation.
He had lived two lives, and the hardships and pain he had experienced before he became a Wu Zong had given him a strong willpower. Because of this, even though he was sweating profusely and his fingers had red marks on his flesh, he still managed to pull through!
At this moment, he let out a long breath and immediately felt incomparably relaxed and at ease.
3rd stage of qi refining!
The trash Ye Zifeng couldn't break through in the past three years. Today, he had finally broken through.
Once his veins are opened up, Ye Zifeng's body will become much stronger. His cultivation speed will also increase. It can be said that a high grade Golden Marrow Pill can change a person's talent in the qi refining stage.
Of course, if this happened to someone else, it wouldn't be possible to replicate it. This is because to be able to refine a high grade Golden Marrow Pill, one must at least be an earth tier alchemist. But the problem was, for an Alchemist of this level, which one of them had nothing better to do and would refine pills used by people of the lowest level? As for a normal clan, they wouldn't spend so much money to hire a top tier alchemist to refine a low grade Golden Marrow Pill.
Also, it's good that Ye Zifeng was experienced. If someone randomly picked up a high grade Golden Marrow Pill and didn't know how to use it, they would've swallowed it and died. They wouldn't even have the chance to say their last words.
Ye Zifeng adjusted his breathing and felt that his stomach was filled with qi. Even though he was in the 3rd stage of qi refining, the third stage of qi refining had different levels. This high grade Golden Marrow Pill allowed him to go from the 2nd stage of qi refining to the middle of the 3rd stage of qi refining.
"If I have some more ingredients, I might be able to reach the peak of the 3rd stage of qi refining." Ye Zifeng couldn't help but sigh.
At this time, Ye Zifeng suddenly furrowed his brows and looked towards the window.
"Who's hiding there? Come out! "
"Don't be so fierce brother. It's me, Xueyi!" Ye Xue Yi giggled and slowly stood up from under the window, revealing her appearance. Today, she was wearing a light green dress, allowing a lock of beautiful black hair to drape over her shoulders, slender eyebrows, and a pair of charming eyes. Although she was still young, she already revealed a different kind of charm.
When Ye Zifeng saw that it was her, he let out a long breath. This was because no matter if it was the strongest alchemist in the sect or the trash Ye Zifeng, they both felt a sense of closeness towards Xueyi.
"Sister, why didn't you go to the Ashen Spirit Sect? What are you doing here? There's nothing fun in this broken down place. "
She lowered her voice and playfully smiled, "The sect? Of course, I sneaked out when I was free."
Ye Zifeng was startled. He didn't think that his sister, who always followed the rules, would have such a rebellious side to her.
Xueyi sweetly smiled, "Let's not talk about that for now. Speaking of which, Father is too cruel to you. He actually wants to lock you up for three days. There's only water in the shed and nothing to eat. I'm here to bring you some food. "
A trace of concern hung on Ye Xue Yi's pretty face. She took out a basket from beside her. There were all kinds of snacks and dishes inside.
"Come brother. Try this osmanthus cake."
Ye Zifeng was moved. When he was the strongest alchemist in the sect, he had tasted all sorts of delicacies in the world. However, none of his relatives had cooked for him before. He thought that crossing over to this world and becoming a trash Ye Zifeng was extremely unlucky.
But now, he suddenly felt that the result of crossing over wasn't too bad.
He took the osmanthus cake from Xueyi and took a bite. To be honest, it was a bit hard but it was still acceptable.
"En. Delicious! Delicious! Pass me all the food you cooked … "
Xueyi smiled and handed the basket over to Ye Zifeng. She looked at Ye Zifeng eating her food and was very happy.
"That's right, Big Brother, the pills you refined this time have all turned into slag, right? Actually, I also don't understand what happened to Father this time. He actually brought so many medicinal ingredients for you to refine. Sigh …. Even if you really want to learn alchemy, you should at least get an alchemist to teach you. Refining everything into slag is fine but I'm afraid that you'll tire yourself out ….. "
Ye Zifeng's hand that was holding the food suddenly stopped.
"Brother, what's wrong? Is my food not good enough?"
"The food is good. I like it." Ye Zifeng smiled, "However, you said that everything I refined was slag. I don't agree with that."
Xueyi sweetly smiled, "Brother, you've become more and more humorous recently. You're talking as if you really refined something. Could it be that the thing around the cauldron isn't slag? "
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