330: C330 Pill Refining

C330 Pill Refining

Yang Fan fell into deep thought. What should he do next? He wasn't sure what to do next.

The success rate of the other alchemists in Camel Peak City could not compare to Yin Wang. If the failure rate was too high, Yang Fan had no choice but to worry.

This was the Medicine Pill that saved Elder Sikong. It could only succeed in one attempt, it could not fail!

"Triggering the mission, the path of alchemists! Within a day, refine a Medicine Pill of any grade. The mission is completed, and you will receive a low-grade alchemist advancement card. If the mission fails, you will never be able to become an alchemist. "

"System Notification: Host has obtained the qualification to become a temporary alchemist. Effective time, one day."

The sudden voice of the system sounded in Yang Fan's mind.

Yang Fan's body, which had been moving forward, suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Tang Shuiyue was confused.

Yang Fan was in a good mood. He smiled and said, "Nothing. Let's go back to the inn. No, let's go to the shop to buy something first."

What he wanted to buy was naturally the Medicinal Cauldron.

Without the Medicinal Cauldron, how could he refine the Medicine Pill?

Seeing the Medicinal Cauldron that Yang Fan bought, Tang Shuiyue became even more puzzled. Furthermore, she was very worried. "Yang Fan, could it be that you have lost your mind from anger? What are you buying a Medicinal Cauldron for?"

"Of course it's to concoct pills." Yang Fan answered matter-of-factly.

Tang Shuiyue was dumbfounded when she heard this answer. Of course, she knew that the Medicinal Cauldron was used to concoct pills. But, did Yang Fan know how to concoct pills?

Of course not. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to find that Yin Wang. Because of that, he received a stomach full of anger from Yin Wang's disciple.

Tang Shuiyue felt that Yang Fan must have lost his mind from anger.

However, he did not stop it. It was also good to let Yang Fan vent his anger. This way, it would not cause any inner demons, which would affect the cultivation of martial arts.

After returning to the inn, Yang Fan went straight into his room.

Lin Qingtong found Tang Shuiyue and asked, "What's wrong?"

Tang Shuiyue said helplessly, "We went to find that alchemist called Yin Wang to concoct pills. We didn't expect that his disciple would stop us. That arrogant look, don't mention how hateful it is!"

"That fellow also said that he would never let his master concoct pills for us in the future. I reckon that Yang Fan wants to concoct pills himself to vent his anger."

Tang Shuiyue voiced her guess.

Regarding this, Lin Qingtong felt very sorry for Yang Fan. If it wasn't for her master being injured, Yang Fan wouldn't have had to suffer this anger.

At the same time, she felt that she should find someone to help her concoct the pill.

Lin Qingtong and Tang Shuiyue both felt that Yang Fan was concocting the pill to vent his anger.

However, only Yang Fan himself knew that he was not joking.

At this moment, a small Medicinal Cauldron was placed on the table in front of Yang Fan. As for how to refine a Medicine Pill, Yang Fan was already very familiar with it, even though he had never refined it before.

Alchemists needed a special talent.

This kind of talent was hard to explain, but alchemists had a standard test method.

And this method was further divided into two steps. Only after both steps passed, would one have the potential to become an official alchemist.

Just like martial arts cultivation, having potential was still not enough. One had to diligently learn and train. In addition, only by having sufficient comprehension ability would one be able to continue growing.

The first step was to fuse the power of the soul and True Qi together to produce a special type of flame called Pill Fire.

When used against enemies, Pill Fire's effects were ordinary. However, it was essential for an alchemist. Without Pill Fire, it was equivalent to a martial artist not having true qi and simply could not be called an alchemist.

The second step was to distinguish between demons, meaning to distinguish the medicinal strength of the medicinal ingredients.

This seemed simple, but it was the most difficult. The medicinal strength of the medicinal ingredients would be mixed with some impurities. Even if it was the same medicinal ingredient, it would carry different impurities.

If the medicinal strength and impurities could not be separated, then the medicinal strength would be purified. Then, the chances of failure would increase greatly.

Even if one refined it, it would only be defective. Not only would the effect be greatly reduced, it would also have different degrees of side effects.

Hence, to become an official alchemist, one had to be a God Refining Stage or above martial artist. Otherwise, the power of the divine soul was still in an illusory state, and there was simply no way to produce Pill Fire.

For example, that Yin Wang's disciple, that youth, could only be considered an alchemist apprentice.

Any alchemist below the Martial Tao Stage was called an apprentice.

And this knowledge was also automatically provided by the system because Yang Fan had become a temporary alchemist.

Looking at the pill formula for the Soul Cleansing Pill, behind the name of the Medicine Pill was the word Middle Grade. It meant that the Soul Cleansing Pill was a type of Middle-grade Medicine Pill.

Now, Yang Fan had temporarily become an alchemist. The system did not say what level of alchemist he was. This also meant that the Middle-grade Medicine Pill could also be refined.

Yang Fan simulated the process of refining the Soul Cleansing Pill in his mind and discovered that there were no problems.

It was as if this was not a difficult matter to him at all. It was so simple that it was as easy as flipping his hand.

"Let's begin!"

Yang Fan took a deep breath and stretched out his palm. In the next moment, an orange flame appeared in his palm.

With a shake of his hand, the orange flame fell into the fire mouth of the Medicinal Cauldron. As long as he maintained the continuous infusion of the divine soul power, the flame would not be extinguished.

The strength of the flame was also controlled by the divine soul power.

Immediately following that, Yang Fan began to take out all kinds of medicinal herbs. He placed them into the Medicinal Cauldron with great familiarity and began to refine them. After a series of movements, it was as smooth as flowing water. It was as if he had already refined them thousands of times.

Yang Fan's first pill refinement began just like that.

Because of the existence of the system, he would not fail, so his expression was solemn and serious. However, he wasn't nervous at all.

However, as time passed, beads of sweat began to appear on Yang Fan's forehead.

If the Pill Fire continued to burn, the power of his divine soul would continue to be consumed.

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Tang Shuiyue had been waiting outside Yang Fan's room. When Yang Fan had vented enough, she would come out and comfort him.

Then, she continued to think of ways to quickly find a reliable alchemist to refine the Soul Cleansing Pill. If this continued, Elder Sikong's situation would become more and more dangerous.

"This guy's still angry?"

Four hours later, Tang Shuiyue saw that the door to Yang Fan's room had yet to open and sighed. How could a man not take a little blow?

Tang Shuiyue felt that she needed to improve her ability to withstand setbacks. After all, the latter was also from Great Profound Holy Land and could not be so weak.

At this time, Lin Qingtong also came out of his room and asked, "What's wrong? Yang Fan hasn't come out yet?"0

"Yeah, I wonder what this guy is dawdling for!" Tang Shuiyue frowned and replied.

Lin Qingtong smiled and said, "Let him rest a little more. I will think of a way to get someone to help refine the Soul Cleansing Pill."

Although she looked like she was smiling, the worry between her brows could still be seen as long as she was a little more careful.

After saying that, she prepared to knock on Yang Fan's door and bring the medicinal ingredients that were handed to Yang Fan. She would find an alchemist herself and ask Yang Fan to take care of her master.

She stretched out her hand and was just about to knock on the door when the door opened.

A tired Yang Fan immediately appeared in their line of sight.

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