fifth form

Chapter 3183 Imitation Pill Success
"Lord Wang Hui has actually been imprisoned?"

The new emperor was in a bad mood when he arrived at the residence, and insults could even be heard coming from the main hall.

But the new emperor was in a good mood when he left the mansion. He even took three steps to run over the wall and return to the palace. He was quite excited.

Gongsun Hong, who was focused on cultivating the Southern Bright Fire, exhausted his physical and magical power and only managed to inquire about some important information from Zhang Xuezhou in the evening.

The new emperor's bad mood was related to Wang Hui, the main person in charge of the ambush at Mayi.

This matter sparked great controversy in the imperial court.

There were civil officials who advocated peace and angered Wang Hui, which sparked a fierce conflict between the Han and Xiong states, and there were also pro-war officials who had no choice but to defend Wang Hui's mistakes.

In the Han Dynasty, apart from Cheng Bushi, who was skilled at defense and had never been defeated in his life, no one else dared to guarantee that they would not be defeated in battle. If they were to lose a battle, they would be punished and executed. No general in the court dared to lead an army.

The two countries had broken off relations, and the peace faction could no longer seek peace, while the war faction began to fear war, leading to heated arguments in the court.

In this situation, how could the new emperor possibly be in a good mood?

He originally planned to test Zhang Xuezhou with two questions and also hear Zhang Xuezhou's opinions, but unexpectedly Zhang Xuezhou gave the new emperor two things instead.

One matter involved the King of Huainan, and the other involved coal.

The former is likely to fall into the trap of the fake Crimson Sky Sword, while the latter involves the success rate of alchemy and medicine making. A good fire seed will inevitably lead to a higher success rate of pills. The new emperor was very satisfied with this and was in a very good mood.

Gongsun Hong went downstairs to ask about the situation, and then looked curiously at Zhang Xuezhou, who was sitting silently by the alchemy furnace.

"You won't be leading troops in the future, and Wang Hui is not related to you at all. Why do you look so solemn?" Gongsun Hong asked.

"Oh, I've refined a pill, but I don't know if it's successful. I haven't dared to open the furnace to take it out yet!"

Zhang Xuezhou casually answered Gongsun Hong's question.

As long as Gongsun Hong is provided with some information about the imperial court, this great cultivator can be stationed at the mansion, which Zhang Xuezhou thinks is a very good deal.

Regardless of Gongsun Hong's combat prowess, his opponent was extremely vigilant. Even though he had a quick exchange with Jin Chang in the early morning, it did not escape Gongsun Hong's notice, making him far more alert than Wei Shao'er.

He was relatively optimistic about the situation at the mansion, but Zhang Xuezhou was somewhat uncertain about the Life-Creating Pill being refined in the alchemy furnace.

He hoped for a stroke of luck, as his prescription perfectly matched the effects of the Life-Creating Pill. However, he was also uncertain, believing that his pills might have some flaws.

Like a gambler waiting for the outcome of a lottery, Zhang Xuezhou was indeed filled with some anxiety about winning or losing.

He felt he could succeed, just like countless other gamblers felt they could win.

The only thing Zhang Xuezhou was certain of at the moment was that the pill had indeed taken shape, and after six hours of gentle nurturing over a low flame, the medicinal properties of the pill had begun to stabilize and no longer change.

"Success is one choice, failure is another," Gongsun Hong said. "Whether you accept the answer or not, the answer will not change just because you don't open the alchemy furnace!"

"Sir, you are right. I have been too impulsive!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded, and without further thought, waved his hand toward the small alchemy furnace.

The lid of the alchemy furnace was pushed open, revealing a gray pill.

Zhang Xuezhou's eyes looked serious. He reached out and pinched the warm pill into his mouth.

A flush instantly appeared on his face, and the stinging pain in his throat had just begun when Zhang Xuezhou's body's poison-avoidance technique circulated, greatly reducing the stinging pain.

Zhang Xuezhou's expression changed slightly. Just as he felt that his attempt to refine pills had failed, he suddenly felt a comfortable sensation coming from the stinging spot in his throat.

This alternation between stinging and comfort wasn't limited to his throat; it appeared throughout his body.

The poison and the detoxification constantly collide and merge, creating a reaction.

As Zhang Xuezhou understood it, this fusion reaction was constantly released in the body, which also brought about derivative medicinal effects.

Zhang Xuezhou looked around and called out again, "Wei Shao'er."

"What, are we going to fight someone?"

Wei Shao'er quickly glanced out the window before leaping out.

"Bring me my sword," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"I thought he was going to fight someone, but it turns out he's just going to show off his sword!"

Wei Shao'er grumbled and then handed over the Fish Intestine Sword at her waist. Just as she finished speaking, Zhang Xuezhou raised the sword and thrust it sharply into the back of his hand. A faint light flashed across the muscles, causing the Fish Intestine Sword to slip from Zhang Xuezhou's grasp.

The faint light and the sliding motion guided by the Fish Intestine Sword seemed to generate an electric current, causing Zhang Xuezhou's right hand holding the sword to tremble slightly.

Before the electric current could corrode his body, the effects of his lightning protection technique quickly became apparent.

A faint blue light drifted by, and the numbing and vibrating sensations of the corrosive electric current gradually subsided.

As the sword fell, Zhang Xuezhou's left hand was not wounded, but his right hand, which was holding the sword, was somewhat numb.

"Come on, Wei Shao'er, you stab me! Make a wound!"

After mastering the art of evasion, Zhang Xuezhou found it extremely difficult to harm himself, so he had to pass the task on to Wei Shao'er.

"You said it, don't make me pay for the wound," Wei Shao'er said with a smile.

“I never asked you to pay me back,” Zhang Xuezhou said. “You’ve seen my ability to heal injuries. Ordinary wounds are just a matter of a spell for me!”

"makes sense!"

Wei Shao'er nodded in agreement. She grabbed the Fish Intestine Sword with her backhand and swiftly flicked the short sword upwards.

The blade of the Fish Intestine Sword touched Zhang Xuezhou's left palm and then withdrew. The crimson light of blood and qi disappeared in an instant, leaving a bloodstain, followed by faint blood beads seeping out of his body.

Before Wei Shao'er could show any more smugness, the bloodstains on Zhang Xuezhou's hand quickly disappeared.

"Work more carefully. Can you prick the wound a couple more times to make it bigger?" Zhang Xuezhou complained.

"Hey, you surnamed Dong, you're not allowed to insult people!"

Wei Shao'er was somewhat agitated.

She had just used a minor assassination technique, which was fast but didn't touch her, surpassing her previous skills.

The assassination was successful. Her swift movements prevented her from experiencing the stinging pain she had felt when she struck Zhang Xuezhou before, but Zhang Xuezhou's wounds had also healed.

The joy of success lasted only a second before Wei Shao'er felt humiliated.

Gongsun Hong, who was standing next to her, quickly took two steps back, obviously because he hadn't seen clearly how Wei Shao'er drew her sword and thus sensed the risk.

"I'll fight you!"

Wei Shao'er leaped lightly, his right hand wielding the sword with a flick and a thrust, before the short sword flew out.

Her three sword strikes were swift and light. Gongsun Hong was still focused on Wei Shao'er's leap, but Zhang Xuezhou already had a short sword piercing his palm.

With a flick of his finger, the Fish Intestine Sword flew out of his left palm, leaving a small wound on his hand from the thin blade.

The swift assassination caused no pain, and the wound on Zhang Xuezhou's palm healed faster than expected.

He shook his left hand, feeling as if the pills inside his body had found an outlet.

A bluish-black tinge appeared on the skin of his left hand, which quickly transformed into a jade-like luster, and the wound inflicted by the Fish Intestine Sword vanished without a trace.

Within his body, the power of the elixir was like a dormant volcano, constantly circulating throughout Zhang Xuezhou's body, waiting to unleash its medicinal effects once the necessary energy was generated.

He achieved the elixir, but it became a different kind of elixir.

The effects of this elixir are very similar to those of the Life-Creating Pill, both possessing the ability to generate endless vitality. However, the user must be able to withstand the corrosive effects of the poison before they can withstand the healing power during the fusion reaction.

The effects of the Life-Creating Pill are mild and stable, while this other pill is very stimulating.

If this medicine is taken when the patient is critically ill, the healing power may not even have a chance to work before the patient is poisoned to death.

Generic drugs all have some flaws, making it difficult to achieve the exact same effect as the original elixirs.

Zhang Xuezhou felt he could understand some of the drawbacks of generic drugs.

Poison is poison, and effects are effects.

As he savored the experience, Zhang Xuezhou kept comparing the Sheng Sheng Zao Hua Dan he had taken before with the Shi Quan Da Bu Wan (a traditional Chinese medicine), and he felt that his pills seemed to be more effective.

This low-grade pill, with its grayish-white color, already has a stronger medicinal effect than a normal Life-Creating Pill.