When it comes to cultivating immortality, it naturally starts with upgrading the herb garden.

For the next three days, Song Chen stayed home to cultivate.

In the morning, I would check on the spirit field, water it, fertilize it, and use spirit stones to cultivate and increase my cultivation. When I had free time, I would practice alchemy and fire control techniques.

They were living a very comfortable life.

For three days, he stayed at home without leaving the house. Neighbors were not around, and he was undisturbed, so he had a very peaceful time.

Sometimes he would sit in the spirit field to cultivate, trying to capture the moment when the spirit herbs transformed.

Unfortunately, whether it's because the 10% chance is too low or because of bad luck, not a single herb has turned into a spiritual herb in the past three days.

"You can't force it, you can't force it!"

Song Chen was not annoyed that the spiritual herb had not transformed; instead, he became even more focused on his own cultivation.

It wasn't until the fourth day that Feng Sancai came to see him again.

"Song Chen, why haven't you come to learn alchemy from me for the past few days?"

Only after the old man mentioned it did Song Chen remember.

He forgot to learn alchemy!

For the past three days, Song Chen has been so focused on improving himself that he has completely forgotten about this matter.

What should we do now?

Unexpectedly, Feng Sancai suddenly said, "You've broken through?"

He noticed the change in Song Chen's aura, and a smile appeared on his wrinkled face, but a barely perceptible greed flashed in his eyes.

Song Chen was stunned for a moment.

Is this what a cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining looks like?

He had tried his best to conceal his aura, but he still couldn't escape the other party's discerning eyes.

"It seems your cultivation has improved recently, which is why you've neglected alchemy. That's understandable, very understandable!"

Upon hearing this, Song Chen quickly seized the opportunity to back down:

"Yes! I've been working hard on my cultivation lately, and I'm very grateful for the spirit stones my master sent me, otherwise I wouldn't have broken through so quickly."

"Good that you haven't slacked off! Now, would you be willing to come back to the manor with me today to refine pills?"

"Of course, of course!"

The two walked one after the other towards "Cai San Dan Shop" in the middle alley, attracting the attention of many pedestrians along the way.

When a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator walks down the street, he inevitably attracts attention.

Feng Sancai waved his hand at Song Chen behind him and said, "Ignore him!"

He didn't have any other thoughts, but he didn't understand the old man's intention in doing so.

Upon entering the shop, the front section is an unremarkable area for selling medicine and pills, but as you walk to the back door, a strong smell of medicinal pills fills the air.

"Senior brother, you've arrived?"

A pale-faced young man, who was refining pills, grinned and looked up at Song Chen, revealing his sharp teeth.

Song Chen recognized this person; it was Wang Feng, his junior brother who had joined Feng Sancai's sect a quarter later than him.

He didn't mind Wang Feng greeting him; what bothered him was being greeted while refining pills.

Alchemy requires complete concentration; the slightest mistake will ruin the entire process.

Sure enough, the moment Wang Feng lost focus, the alchemy furnace in front of him began to churn and shake, showing signs of exploding!

Before Song Chen could remind him, Feng Sancai angrily shouted, "Wang Feng! Concentrate on refining the pills!"

The explosion was incredibly powerful; even the most ordinary first-grade pill could be instantly killed by the explosion.

Feng Sancai and Song Chen watched Wang Feng nervously.

If he makes the slightest mistake, the two of them will immediately take over control of the alchemy furnace.

To prevent the alchemy furnace from collapsing completely and causing an inevitable disaster.

Fortunately, Wang Feng quickly regained control of the flames and stabilized the alchemy furnace.

The two then turned their gaze away and walked into the house.

As Song Chen passed by Wang Feng, he patted him on the shoulder and sighed, "Junior brother, you still get distracted so easily when you're refining pills."

Unexpectedly, Wang Feng still hadn't learned his lesson, ignoring the alchemy furnace and turning to answer with a smile, "Yes!"

what?

Song Chen was stunned. "Just answer, why are you turning your head like that?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the alchemy furnace, which had just stabilized, became uncontrollable, and a burst of heat erupted from it, making its collapse inevitable!

Feng Sancai reacted quickly, shouting, "Get out of the way!"

He cast a water shield spell, leaping in front of the two men. A smooth water shield appeared, blocking most of the explosions, but a small number still escaped.

......

A moment later, the three underwent examinations in a special treatment room.

Song Chen was alright, with only some scratches. Compared to Wang Feng, he was farther away from the furnace and was almost completely unaffected by the explosion.

Wang Feng was different; his right arm was burned by the overflowing flames, and the entire area of ​​skin was ulcerated.

"I've repeatedly emphasized to you that you need to concentrate when refining elixirs, why won't you listen?"

Feng Sancai criticized while using healing magic.

"I was just so excited to see my senior brother!"

Wang Feng scratched his head with his left hand, revealing a bright but foolish smile, as if he wasn't the one who had been burned.

Feng Sancai looked at Wang Feng, hesitating to speak, but in the end, all his unspoken words turned into a soft sigh: "Alas~".

After the treatment, Feng Sancai repeatedly reminded Wang Feng to concentrate on refining pills before leading Song Chen towards the area where herbs were being collected.

There were two cultivators, slightly younger than Song Chen, sorting through the messy spiritual herbs.

They clearly saw the two arrive, but they didn't greet them. Instead, they pretended to be seriously sorting things out, muttering to themselves.

"Gentle Breeze Grass, used to refine a Grade One Rapid Travel Pill."

"The Ghost Bell Flower, used to refine a first-grade Tranquilizing Pill."

"..."

If outsiders saw them like this, they would probably be intimidated and think that they must be very hardworking people.

But when Song Chen and Feng Sancai heard what the two said, their cheeks twitched, and they didn't know what to say.

"Luo Xing! What kind of pill is the Qingfeng Grass used to refine? Speak up!"

The moment Luo Xing heard Feng Sancai speak, he immediately jumped up and said lively:

"Greetings, Master! What brings you here! Of course, the Breeze Grass is used to refine the Swift Travel Pill!"

"Bullshit! I told you yesterday, the day before yesterday, the day before that, and the day before that, that the Breeze Grass is used to refine the Heart-Clearing Pill!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Xing didn't offer any rebuttal; he simply ran off with a grin.

"Um... Master! I need to go relieve myself!"

Feng Sancai roared, "Stop!"

But Luo Xing seemed not to hear him and ran away at lightning speed.

Left with no other option, Feng Sancai turned his gaze to Zhang Miao, who remained, and said sternly:

"Zhang Miao! Tell me, what kind of pill is the Ghost Bell Flower used to make?"

"I...Master...need to relieve myself!"

Zhang Miao stammered, knowing he had said something wrong, so he kept looking down at his toes.

"What's there to explain! You're not allowed to go until you can give an answer!"

But no sooner had Feng Sancai uttered those words than...

Zhang Miao's pants actually got wet, and tears welled up in his eyes.

He peed.

The first time Song Chen saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, standing up... he wet his pants.

The scene was as shocking as seeing an elderly person lose control of their bladder and bowels for the first time.

Only then did Song Chen realize why Feng Sancai was so determined to bring him back to refine pills.

Including Song Chen, the entire Danpu only has four disciples.

Two people have been in the business for six years, and they still haven't learned how to sort and manufacture medicines, which a normal person can learn in a year.

A single comment from a bystander caused an uproar.

No wonder... no wonder...

Feng Sancai seemed speechless at Zhang Miao's actions, and waved his hand helplessly, signaling him to leave.

Seeing this, Zhang Miao ran away quickly. In a secluded corner, he used magic to retrieve the wet cloth from his pants...

He thought he had done everything perfectly, but Feng Sancai saw right through him.

Feng Sancai shook his head and led Song Chen toward the alchemy room.

Upon entering, a look of helplessness appeared on Feng Sancai's face:

"As you've probably noticed, your junior brothers and sisters don't like alchemy and have no talent for it."

"I have no offspring, so to me you are like my offspring."

"I lack the talent to reach the Foundation Establishment stage in my life, and my days are numbered. My only wish is to pass on my skills."

"Unfortunately, Wang Feng is born with a deficiency and is always distracted when refining pills. Your junior sister is wicked and thinks about deceiving me all day long. Your junior brother is not mentally sharp and has been completely led astray by your junior sister."

"I'm in a hurry to bring you back so that you can inherit my entire legacy. Are you willing?"

When he spoke the last sentence, Feng Sancai's voice was very soft, as if he were pleading or asking a question.

At this moment, he didn't look like a cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining, but rather like an ordinary, helpless master who wanted to pass on his skills but had no suitable disciple.

Upon hearing this, Song Chen's heart trembled. This was the life's work of a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator!

Learn! You must learn!

Without saying a word, he knelt down and kowtowed three times.

"Your disciple is willing!"

A man's knees are worth gold; now is the time to cash in.