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Making pills
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Ye Chen only shook his head at Xia Qing'er's warning and never took the words from the little girl who had a fickle temperament too seriously.

But he still underestimated the little girl, where when Ye Chen rented the house next to hers, he could only grind his teeth angrily.

The little girl turned out to be quite cunning, where when Ye Chen rented the house next to hers, the little girl had told her landlord that she was a benefactor of the Xia family. So, he had to pay the rent for his own house and the Xia house.

Twenty spirit stones for two houses, although Ye Chen had wealth, the amount was still very large even for him.

"This little girl..." Ye Chen ground his teeth angrily, but in the end he could only sigh helplessly.

"Forget it!"

Although Ye Chen was angry, he couldn't do anything and just leave. He could only accept it and choose to wait for Xia Qing'er's sister to recover. While waiting and watching over the two Xia sisters, the house he rented now was also quite satisfactory, although the price was quite expensive.

Although it only had one bedroom, one cultivation room and several other rooms, the backyard of the house was also quite spacious, and more than enough for him to use as a sword training place.

But Ye Chen was too rushed to practice swordsmanship and preferred to learn pill refinement. With the safety of Blue Moon City and some herbs he had obtained, his safety for now was guaranteed, and refining pills for his cultivation resources was what was urgent.

With such thoughts, Ye Chen began taking out a silver-colored furnace one meter tall that he had bought previously.

Refining pills had quite high difficulty and very great risk. Stability of fire and soul, as well as energy were very much needed for success. Even so, alchemists who had repeatedly refined pills only had a twenty percent success rate out of ten attempts.

The loss from eighty percent failure could no longer be said to be small, but also very large. Therefore, aside from sects and cultivation families that had abundant resources, there were almost no people who could practice alchemy.

Ye Chen was an exception, because besides having the medicine space and inheritance of the basics of pill refinement, he could try it.

First, Ye Chen began taking out charcoal to create appropriate fire and began heating the furnace. Why did Ye Chen choose to use charcoal as burning material, of course because he didn't have spiritual fire in his body.

Although he also knew there were several ways to create fire through spiritual energy, the energy consumed would be very large, and a second-level qi refiner like him definitely wouldn't be able to bear it.

So he preferred to use spiritual energy to regulate the burning and his soul power to control the herbs in the furnace.

Some time later, when the temperature in the furnace met the requirements, Ye Chen began inserting the basic herbs for the Qi Gathering Pill. Then using his soul power to separate the medicinal properties from the waste that should be discarded.

One by one Ye Chen carefully inserted the herbs, he also didn't forget to continue stabilizing the fire in the burning.

The process was very exhausting and had to be very meticulous, because Ye Chen or other alchemists were forced to look left and right at the same time.

Ye Chen didn't dare be careless, and after the medicinal aroma faintly began to be smelled from inside the furnace, he inserted the main ingredient of the Qi Gathering Pill, namely Green Qi Grass. Repeating the same process as before, beads of sweat began appearing on Ye Chen's forehead.

Very exhausting and requiring full concentration, Ye Chen finally realized why the profession of being an alchemist was highly respected among cultivators.

Fortunately after some unknown time, a refreshing medicinal aroma immediately wafted from inside the furnace. Indicating that the extraction from all medicinal herbs had been successfully extracted, and only needed the final step, which was uniting all the essence into one and solidifying it into pills through heating the burning.

Ye Chen was very happy to have succeeded this far, and unconsciously, he lost his focus until finally he heard an "explosion" sound accompanied by black smoke coming out from the furnace lid.

Failed!

After going through an exhausting process, Ye Chen failed at the last seconds, but he didn't feel disappointed and instead smiled. It wasn't strange if he immediately failed on the first attempt, right? Moreover, he also didn't have a mentor guiding him.

So, he was still quite satisfied and opened the furnace lid to clean the residual dirt from the failure. Then began preparing for the next refinement.

There were still four batches of Qi Gathering Pill herbs, so Ye Chen would use them all to practice and familiarize himself with refining pills.

Fortunately, although his failure rate was still very high, he succeeded in refining the Qi Gathering Pill in the last refinement.

Opening the silver furnace lid and finding there were two blue pills the size of fingernails lying inside, a satisfied smile appeared on Ye Chen's face.

"Two low-grade Qi Gathering Pills have been successfully refined."

Examining the two pills in his hand, Ye Chen was very happy, because with this, he no longer needed to worry about his cultivation resources. With the guarantee of being able to refine pills, now he could also be called an alchemist.

The level of alchemist was determined by two things. First, the alchemist level, namely pills for which level cultivator could be made. Alchemists who could make pills for qi refining were called First Alchemists, for foundation establishment called Second Alchemists, and so on.

Second, the quality grade, determined from vein-like lines in the pill. Pills with zero to two lines were called low-grade, three to five lines mid-grade, six to eight lines high-grade, and nine lines, perfect quality as top-grade.

Ye Chen examined his two pills. The first had no lines at all, the second had one thin white line inside it.

"So now I am a Low-Grade First Alchemist," Ye Chen muttered while smiling.

Although still the most basic level, this was already an extraordinary achievement.

To know the efficacy of his pills, Ye Chen decided to consume both of them. The pill without lines gave an effect equivalent to meditating for a full month, while the one with one line was slightly better, about one and a half months.

Ye Chen was of course very happy and couldn't resist refining pills again, but because all the materials he had were used up, he decided to enter the mysterious space with another surprise.

The five seeds of Green Qi Grass that he had planted had actually grown and even developed into fifteen plants. Three times the development, Ye Chen really felt like finding a treasure.

Looking toward the other herbs, Ye Chen also found that in the future, it seemed he wouldn't have difficulty with resources for concocting pills. With the mysterious space that had three times the speed and growth than in the outside world, Ye Chen began thinking about his future with a smile that could no longer be hidden.

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