PDLP Chapter 67 Medicine Alliance 5
Chapter 67 Medicine Alliance 5
For Cheng Jiu, who had trained under Cang Jiyue, refining a sixth-grade pill was a piece of cake.
She was refining the Bone Forging Pill, a sixth-grade elixir, a classic and widely popular pill among body cultivators.
There are a total of twenty-two kinds of medicinal materials used to refine the pills, and each of them has a unique processing method. If it were before, Cheng Jiu would definitely not have been able to support such a large amount of consumption. Not to mention whether she could even refine them, just processing the spiritual herbs would have drained her of her energy.
However, under Cang Jiyue's training, her ability to use spiritual energy has greatly improved. After processing all the spiritual herbs in one go, she still had a lot of spiritual energy left in her body. Coupled with the super strong recovery ability of her Spiritual Body, it was enough for her to support the refining of a sixth-grade pill.
When she took out the elixir and began to refine it, Elder Huoyan stopped dealing with official business and watched her refine it.
After all, although Cheng Jiu made a solemn vow, it couldn't hide the fact that she was only at the Golden Core stage. Elder Huo Yan had never seen anyone at the Golden Core stage refine a sixth-grade pill.
Why didn't we try to stop him at the time? Because Cheng Jiu's master set a precedent.
When the other party said he needed to pass the ninth-grade alchemist assessment, which alchemist in the world didn't have doubts? How many years had he studied alchemy, and what kind of spiritual root did he have?
If he can pass all of these, then haven't all these years of alchemy been wasted?
They felt he was exaggerating, and since Venerable Qingxu was an elder of the Guiyuan Sect, he had invited not only the ninth-grade alchemy masters from the five major sects, but also his family and independent cultivators to convince everyone.
Those who doubted it were utterly humiliated. If such a genius truly existed, having only studied alchemy for a few decades, he could refine ninth-grade pills and even create his own alchemy method.
Many of the ninth-grade alchemy masters who were watching went mad at the time. If they hadn't cultivated for many years and had a firm mind, their Dao hearts would probably have been shattered.
That's why he didn't doubt Cheng Jiu when he said he wanted to refine a sixth-grade pill.
The more I looked at Cheng Jiu's method of processing the medicinal herbs, the brighter it became; he processed them remarkably cleanly!
Cheng Jiu had been worried about the problem of the sea of consciousness. There might not be a way to solve it on the Xuan Tian Continent, but Cang Jiyue was different. He had been to countless places and had many cultivation methods for the sea of consciousness.
Having filled this gap, Cheng Jiu no longer deliberately only sorted out 70% or 80% of the pills when sorting them out. If he could sort out 100%, why not?
Then, the furnace was opened to refine pills. As Cheng Jiu continuously struck down the incantation seals, the furnace slowly floated into the air, constantly enveloped by flames, which grew larger and smaller as Cheng Jiu's consciousness grew.
The spiritual herbs inside slowly fused together under Cheng Jiu's soothing touch, and a strange fragrance wafted through the hall after Cheng Jiu's final incantation.
Cheng Jiu patted the alchemy furnace. At the bottom of the furnace were nine round pills, each with beautiful runes flowing on them.
Nine is the ultimate number; nine top-grade pills!
Elder Huoyan, who had watched Cheng Jiu refine pills from the side, looked at Cheng Jiu with extremely fervent eyes. Who wouldn't like a disciple who was so young and talented?
The thought of her master made him feel even more indignant. Why was her perverted disciple also a little pervert?
Cheng Jiu felt uncomfortable under his gaze and called out, "Elder Huo Yan, Elder Huo Yan!"
Elder Huoyan snapped out of his daze, pressed down twice to suppress the bitterness and jealousy in his heart: "Do you want the conferment ceremony, or should we just give it to you privately?"
A sixth-grade alchemist is considered a pillar of the Medicine Alliance. Generally, once someone reaches the sixth grade, there is an awarding ceremony, which is an honor.
Having become a sixth-grade alchemist, don't you want to show your prowess before others?
But some people just want to keep a low profile, so the pharmaceutical alliance offered two solutions.
"Let's do it privately. We can just attend the ninth-rank conferment ceremony later," Cheng Jiu said calmly.
Elder Huo Yan admitted that he had been tricked, but he never doubted it. After all, Cheng Jiu was only nine years old. At nine years old, he was already a sixth-grade alchemist. As long as he didn't die, it was a sure thing.
Elder Huoyan indicated that he understood, then walked to the desk, pressed a button somewhere, and a large drawer appeared. Inside were alchemist robes and ceremonial shoulders of various grades, from first to ninth rank, neatly arranged in various colors and ranks.
Cheng Jiu has a wood spiritual root, so her alchemist robes are also cyan. Cheng Jiu didn't mind, after all, this color is quite beautiful and completely different from the robes of their Guiyuan Sect.
Green makes the skin appear fairer, and when paired with a red sixth-rank ceremonial sash, it doesn't look tacky at all; on the contrary, the contrast is quite pleasing.
After putting on his alchemist's robes, Cheng Jiu's friends who had been waiting eagerly came over to admire his new look.
"Junior Sister, you look so beautiful in this alchemist's robe." Senior Sister Yingyue said with a look of approval.
"I remember you should have one too, Senior Sister, could you wear it and let me see it?" Cheng Jiu thought, and Senior Sister Yingyue's eyes showed anticipation. Wearing this alchemist's robe, she was actually very excited.
"I'll show you when I get back to the sect. I didn't bring it with me, and there's no occasion outside where I could use it," Senior Sister Yingyue said regretfully, refusing her junior sister's request.
"boom!"
Just as the four were chatting, a loud noise rang out—the sound of a door being pushed open.
The attention of all four people was drawn to it, and a young man helplessly followed behind a pretty young girl.
The other person was wearing a pale yellow dress, which made her small, oval face look extremely cute, giving her a classical beauty.
Judging from this, the other party was in a bad mood. He ran up to Elder Huoyan with a bunch of jade slips in his arms and stuffed all the jade slips into Elder Huoyan's arms.
Elder Huoyan wasn't angry; he just sighed helplessly, "My little darling, why are you angry again!"
"Hmph!" The girl snorted and turned her head away, refusing to look at him.
"Kang Fang, what do you want to say?" Elder Huo Yan smiled helplessly when he saw that the girl was ignoring him, and asked his eldest disciple who was standing to the side.
Yuan Kangfang looked at his master and respectfully reported: "I don't know who spread the rumor, but it says that as long as you are on duty and presiding over the alchemist registration, you can get an alchemist certificate as long as you can refine pills."
Quite a few people have come today. In previous years, Master, you did allow some people to obtain proof as long as they could refine pills, regardless of their grade.
However, there were many people today, and many of them were quite outstanding. The morning's quota was already full, and the number of qualified candidates even exceeded the quota. All of them were admitted, leaving no spots for those who were not qualified to refine pills.
These people had no choice but to leave. As a result, some of them complained that your reputation for favoring independent cultivators was undeserved, and that you were just trying to gain fame.
My junior sister got angry and argued with him, but she couldn't win the argument, so she got upset.
"I told you, Grandpa, you shouldn't have been so nice to those rogue cultivators. In the end, you not only didn't get any credit, but you also got complaints from them."
"They can't even refine a mid-grade first-tier pill. I don't even know what to say about those crudely made low-grade pills. They're just little balls of medicine and can't even be called pills." The girl complained to Elder Huo Yan.
Elder Huoyan chuckled, enjoying his granddaughter's coquettishness. Then he opened the jade slip and saw that there were more people admitted than in previous years. He smiled and said, "Let them say that in previous years we could never fill all the spots, so many places were wasted."
They waste resources, so I won't. It's so hard for independent cultivators; such a small amount of resources can cost them their lives.
How can I just watch this rare opportunity, where there's a way for them to safely access resources, go to waste?
But it's good now. It seems that popularizing elixir refining is starting to show results. This is a good thing, a great thing! So many people, so many people.
"Grandpa, I think you're just being too kind!" The girl gave her grandfather a push, though it was more of a quick shove.
“You are my granddaughter, and I have never seen anyone fight tooth and nail over a little bit of resources.”
We all went through such hardship back then, and I so wished there was someone to help me back then.
"Now that I've achieved fame and success, I'll help with this little thing if I can." Elder Huoyan patted his granddaughter's head.
The girl responded to Elder Huoyan's words, her expression clearly indicating her agreement.
"Don't laugh at them. For them, it's already very difficult to refine even one pill."
Especially during registration, being able to refine a single pill out of three attempts is considered incredibly lucky.
"That's why resentment arises when hopes are dashed," Elder Huoyan comforted his granddaughter.
"Hmph, what's so difficult about refining a mid-grade first-tier pill? I only spent three months refining it successfully back then." The girl said with a hint of arrogance, huffing as she mentioned this.
"Have you forgotten how you cried to your grandfather back then after all those failures?" Elder Huoyan teased.
"Grandpa, how come you remember such a small thing all this time!" The girl couldn't hold back anymore. What's it like to have a grandpa who always likes to dig up people's embarrassing past?
"Don't be too proud of your little talent. Compared to a real genius, you're still far behind!" Elder Huoyan reprimanded the girl.
"In all these years, I have never met anyone more talented than me!" the girl said proudly.
"Where is Bai Jing?" Elder Huo Yan asked.
"...He, he's a pervert. I'm a human being. How can a human being be compared to a pervert?" The girl paused for a moment before answering firmly.
Now it was Elder Huoyan's turn to fall silent. He had originally wanted to tease his granddaughter about Cheng Jiu, but he was afraid that if he introduced him like that, the girl would also say that Cheng Jiu was not human either.
As expected of his granddaughter, she knew how to corner him. His initial intention to use this opportunity to teach his granddaughter a lesson immediately vanished.