In an era where everyone is cultivating immortality, the system wants me to become a demon?

Chapter 42 The New Alchemist of the Peach Blossom Oolong Sect! (Please continue reading!!!)
"The demonic inheritance I reported when I registered this demonic sect was a unique pill formula."

Chu Lanxi explained:

"This formula is called the Tranquilizer Pill, and all my drinks contain ingredients from this pill."

"The effect of the Tranquilizing Pill is very simple: it greatly soothes the cultivator's mind, as if receiving a mental massage."

"Many office workers and urban elites come here for a drink after a long day of work."

Upon hearing this explanation, Su Yuan and Chen Nuoyi finally understood.

In short, this milk tea is made with real ingredients, so selling it for 180 yuan a cup isn't really a rip-off.

But here's the question: why is this kind of elixir that soothes the mind considered a demonic formula?
Su Yuan asked this question out of curiosity.

Chu Lanxi's answer left Su Yuan speechless for a moment.

"Because taking too much tranquilizer will cause the brain to fall into a state of perpetual stillness, stop thinking, and lose all interest in external things."

"Once it reaches this point, the user will obey any external command and become the most useful servant."

Good guy!
As expected of a demonic elixir, it is indeed potent!

The reason why Chu Lanxi opened her shop in this location has now been completely figured out.

But there's another problem.

So, what's the story behind this guy's fate of stealing beauty and infidelity?

Su Yuan quietly activated the Demonic Art of Fate Pointing, and looked at the fate number above the other party's head, but it was still in an unresponsive state.

Could it be that his fate today will not be sealed while he is in the bubble tea shop, but will only be sealed after he leaves the shop?

Just as Su Yuan was thinking this, a sophisticated urban woman sat down at the bar, looking gloomy, and said to Chu Lanxi:
"Boss Chu, why am I still so sad after drinking your tea?"

Chu Lanxi immediately left her two classmates behind and smiled:
"Sister, the tea in our shop can soothe mental fatigue. If you want to relieve your emotional pain, you might as well confide in me."

The two of them started chatting like that.

Chu Lanxi's words were witty and humorous, and she made this urban beauty laugh in just a few sentences.

Su Yuan watched helplessly as Chu Lanxi's fate of "stealing fragrance and jade" became a confirmed one.

Su Yuan: "..."

Does that mean spiritual communication counts too?

This demon-slaying technique really can't be trusted entirely!

It was at this moment that Su Yuan noticed that most of the customers in the store were women, and they all kept glancing at Chu Lanxi.

Clearly, a large part of the reason they came to this store was to see this ridiculously handsome guy.

Damn, is it true that good looks are the primary factor in productivity?

Forget it, the most important thing is to find my own opportunity as soon as possible.

Su Yuan picked up the price list he had just thrown on the ground and began to study it carefully.

What kind of opportunities can this demonic sect called the Peach Oolong Sect bring me?

The shop itself is normal, the milk tea is normal, the only special thing is the calming pills.

Will the opportunity lie in the elixir?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Su Yuan.

One's own magical skill, Finger Spirit, can extract spiritual energy from designated items and condense it into elixirs with different effects.

Even if one can extract spiritual energy from discarded swill, and still refine something as miraculously effective as blue pills, what would be the effect of elixirs if one directly extracted spiritual energy from precious medicinal herbs?

Will it have the same effect as the pills that others painstakingly refine?

Thinking about this, Su Yuan realized that the upper limit of the Demonic Art: Finger Spirit might be terrifying!
But whether the truth is as he imagines still needs to be verified. After Chu Lanxi finally finished speaking with the urban beauty, Su Yuan eagerly asked:

"Lanzi, are you still hiring for the job of refining calming pills? Do you think I'm up to the task?"

Chu Lanxi was stunned for a moment before saying with a strange expression:

"The alchemist who was originally making calming pills for my shop was hospitalized two days ago due to an alchemy accident. Now he does have plans to hire someone."

"But... you can refine pills? Really?"

Su Yuan coughed lightly but did not speak.

Chu Lanxi understood and didn't ask any more questions, smiling as she said:
"Since you're so confident, then give it a try. Take a look at the prescription first."

As he spoke, he sent an electronic copy of the prescription directly to Su Yuan's phone.

Su Yuan took out his phone and pretended to check the prescription.

Well, I don’t understand it at all.

He simply used the pretext of inspecting the medicinal herbs to enter a small alchemy room behind the shop.

There was only Su Yuan in the alchemy room. He looked around the room and could only say that it had a very ancient style.

Because there's actually a pill-refining furnace inside!
The idea that there can be no alchemy furnace in the alchemy room sounds as absurd as saying there can't be trash in the trash can, no one can be in the bed, and nothing can be placed on the table.

But this is the norm in the modern alchemy world.

In this era, intelligent alchemy furnaces have long been mass-produced. Alchemy is just like cooking rice; simply set the time on the intelligent alchemy furnace and wait for it to be ready.

Even if you want to experience the life of an ancient alchemist, the intelligent alchemy furnace can also be used as an ordinary alchemy furnace, which is very user-friendly.

From this perspective, even if Su Yuan's Demonic Art: Finger Spirit can bypass the alchemy process and directly produce pills, it is not much different from the modern industrialized alchemy system.

Fortunately, the intelligent alchemy furnace is not without its flaws.

Its biggest drawback is that it's expensive!
For small-batch alchemy, it is more cost-effective to hire an alchemist to refine the pills by hand.

The Peach Oolong Sect clearly follows this model.

Su Yuan first carefully checked the surroundings to make sure there were no surveillance cameras or anything like that before he looked at the entire set of medicinal herbs for making the Tranquilizing Pill that was placed on the table.

More than a dozen medicinal herbs were placed in different containers according to different proportions.

Su Yuan went up and opened all the containers of the medicinal herbs. After taking a deep breath, he activated the Demonic Art: Finger Spirit, covering all the medicinal herbs within its range.

Tiny specks of spiritual energy slowly seeped from the medicinal herbs and surged toward Su Yuan's palm.

Su Yuan could clearly sense that the spiritual energy contained in these medicinal herbs was much greater than that in the swill.

Before long, all the medicinal herbs were drained, and five deep red pills appeared in Su Yuan's hand.

He looked at the pills, and a system notification immediately appeared before his eyes.

[Unnamed red pill: After ingestion, the user loses self-awareness and becomes a puppet that obeys commands. A side effect is that, in small doses, it significantly increases energy and relieves fatigue.]

Su Yuan: "..."

You've got the side effects and the efficacy backwards!
However, putting aside this minor flaw, the effects of the red pill in his hand did indeed match Chu Lanxi's description of the calming pill.

My guess was correct.

As long as the proportions of the medicinal ingredients are correct, one can actually refine the pills according to the recipe by relying on the Demonic Art of Finger Spirit!
Can this be left untouched?

Hehehe! It seems the day I become the Demon Lord is just around the corner!
Su Yuan's lips curled up into a wide, uncontrollable smile.

Then, Su Yuan turned on the fire and dry-burned the alchemy furnace for a while, then threw the dried-out medicinal herbs into the furnace to burn them all. After dawdling for a long time, he finally strode out of the alchemy room with the calming pills.

(End of this chapter)