Primordial Treasure Mirror

After Min Yue spoke.

Chen Yuan took out the processed spiritual materials.

Su Yang and the other alchemists stepped back.

Min Yue made a hand seal to ignite the fire, and flames rose as she opened the furnace to refine elixirs.

She is in excellent condition today.

Standing there, he exuded composure and confidence.

He held the Flame Mantra in one hand and the Cleansing Medicine Mantra in the other.

The fluctuations in spiritual energy were smooth and steady.

The first batch was prepared in an orderly manner, with each step meticulously executed.

But at the crucial moment of final fusion of medicinal properties, she frowned slightly, indicating that something must have gone wrong.

really.

In the end, the alchemy failed, and only three useless pills were produced.

The first batch failed.

Su Yang watched from afar, not at all surprised.

Alchemy is such a thing.

It's not that if you succeed once, you can succeed every time.

Even the most skilled alchemist cannot succeed in every batch.

Occasional failures are perfectly normal.

Min Yue clearly understood this principle as well.

There was no sign of impatience on her face; she simply pondered for a moment.

After identifying the problem, she stopped thinking about it and continued to use the hand seals to start the fire, beginning the second batch.

This time, she was more restrained than before, and the timing of administering the medicine was more precise.

The techniques for controlling fire have also shown signs of breakthrough.

Su Yang watched her technique intently, trying to memorize every detail.

He could sense that Min Yue was becoming increasingly skilled at refining the Condensing Essence Pill.

Many movements that were somewhat stiff a few days ago have now become smooth, instinctive reactions.

It seems that Min Yue has been practicing alchemy not only during the day but also in private these past few days.

More than an hour later.

The second batch of pills was completed, yielding one low-grade Condensing Essence Pill and three unusable pills.

Min Yue glanced at the low-grade Qi Condensation Pill, threw away the waste pill, and started the third batch without saying anything.

The third batch was clearly the one in which she was in the best condition today.

The flow was smooth and natural from beginning to end.

The timing of each key step was just right.

Especially during the final fusion of medicinal properties, it was done in one smooth motion, with no unnecessary movements at any step.

When the alchemy furnace is opened.

Four pills flew out.

Among them were three low-grade Spirit Essence Pills, only one of which was a useless pill.

Such results are quite impressive for any alchemist who has been practicing alchemy for less than half a month.

Min Yue looked at the three Qi Condensation Pills in her palm.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up in a smile.

A smile bloomed on his face without any attempt to hide it.

She examined the three pills repeatedly, then put them into the pill bottle with satisfaction.

Chen Yuan stepped forward at this moment:

"Congratulations, Senior Sister! This last batch produced three pills, which is already at the level of a first-level alchemist. Senior Sister's progress is so rapid, her talent is truly outstanding."

Min Yue was in a great mood, and upon hearing this, her smile deepened. She tossed the elixir bottle in her hand to Chen Yuan:

"I'm still far from being a first-level alchemist. I need to produce three pills every time I make a pill to be considered to have mastered the Condensing Essence Pill. Then I also need to master a pill formula. I don't know if the remaining twenty-odd days will be enough."

"However, I heard yesterday that Yu Shuang, that bitch, hasn't even fully mastered the Bigu Pill yet, and is just refining useless pills every day."

"She can't even keep up with my progress from a few days ago. It really does depend on talent when it comes to alchemy. No matter how much Yu Shuang tries to compete with me, she can't change the fact that her talent in alchemy is far inferior to mine."

Min Yue's tone was filled with undisguised smugness and contempt.

Yu Shuang's slow progress clearly pleased her.

Chen Yuan naturally went along with what she said:

"Among all the alchemists I've ever met, Senior Sister Min's talent is second to none. Compared to you, Senior Sister Yu is indeed quite far behind."

Min Yue smiled and didn't say anything more.

She glanced at the alchemy furnace one last time, as if savoring something.

He then gave the order: "Clean it up and come back tomorrow."

He then rode the wind and rose into the sky, his figure disappearing into the horizon.

She left.

The atmosphere in the courtyard was a little more relaxed.

As usual, Chen Yuan assigned tasks to everyone.

Su Yang collected the six discarded pills produced from the three furnaces today.

He checked them over and found that all six discarded pills were of good quality; Ma Liu should accept them.

Although I made a fortune yesterday.

But Su Yang doesn't mind having too many spirit stones.

The waste pills still need to be sold; this is one way to get closer to Ma Liu.

Su Yang took the discarded pills out of the alchemy room and headed to the discarded pills courtyard.

Ma Liu saw him as soon as he entered and came to greet him:

"Junior brother is here again. How many useless pills did you have today?"

Su Yang handed him six discarded pills.

Ma Liu took the discarded pill, glanced at it, and nodded in satisfaction:

"Not bad, not bad. Adding the eleven from before, that makes seventeen. We only need three more to exchange for a spirit stone."

"Given your alchemist's current efficiency, he should be able to gather the necessary materials by tomorrow."

Su Yang hummed in agreement, but didn't seem particularly excited.

His main purpose in coming to the Waste Pill Courtyard today is not to sell waste pills, but to buy medicinal pills.

"Brother Ma, I would like to buy some more discarded Qingmu Dan pills today."

Su Yang spoke directly.

Ma Liu was taken aback: "You've eaten all six of those I gave you last time?"

Su Yang nodded: "The effect is pretty good, much faster than my exhausting cultivation."

As he spoke, he took out five low-grade spirit stones from his pocket and handed them to Ma Liu.

Ma Liu took the spirit stone and glanced at Su Yang:

"Junior brother, have you struck it rich? Last time you had to exchange top-grade pills for spirit stones, and now, just a few days later, you've got five spirit stones just like that."

Su Yang gave a wry smile:

"Senior brother, please don't tease me. This is all I have, and it was only because the alchemist was in a good mood that he gave it to me."

Ma Liu suddenly realized, a hint of envy appearing on his face:

"I see, junior brother, you're really lucky."

"It seems that the alchemist you're following is definitely going to reach the first level. You're going to enjoy a good life as his alchemy apprentice from now on."

At this point, his tone became more serious, and he advised:

"Junior brother, to be honest, you've actually managed to follow a capable alchemist. Your life will only get better and better from now on."

"Why don't you just stop consuming waste pills? They'll damage your foundation."

Su Yang shook his head with a wry smile:

"Senior Brother Ma, with my five spiritual roots, even if my foundation isn't damaged, how could I possibly establish a foundation?"

"I'll reach the late stage of Qi Refining in this lifetime. Since that's the case, why not cultivate faster and break through to the late stage of Qi Refining as soon as possible? Then I can go to the outer sect and become a steward."

"As for what you said about enjoying good fortune in the future, I dare not hope for it. No matter how powerful the alchemist is, what does it have to do with me, a menial alchemy apprentice? How could I have the fortune to stay by the alchemist's side forever?"

"Take advantage of this time to improve your cultivation and find a way to enter the outer sect. It's better than being a menial servant forever."

Upon hearing this, Ma Liu immediately fell silent.

Su Yang's words also make sense.

It's too difficult for someone with five spiritual roots to establish a foundation.

Unless there is a Golden Core elder in the family who can forcefully use resources and various Foundation Establishment spiritual objects to help someone reach Foundation Establishment.

Someone like Su Yang is completely impossible.

Let alone Su Yang.

Even he himself wasn't much better off with his four spiritual roots.

Building a foundation is just as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Thinking of this, Ma Liu shook his head, took out a pill bottle from his storage bag, counted out six Qingmu Pill waste pills, and handed them to Su Yang.