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"Go and activate the third ventilation array on the left."

Chu Feng quickly got up and pressed the array plate.

A gentle breeze swept through the alchemy room, and the temperature on the surface of the furnace quickly dropped.

"Elder Qin, you're really making a big show of refining pills."

"To ruin a batch of Grade 5 pills is a huge loss, so we must be careful."

"Holy crap, how many spirit stones is this batch worth?"

"Shut up."

"If you don't tell me, how am I supposed to know how nervous I should be?"

"Starting at 300,000."

Chu Feng immediately sat up straight. "Elder, rest assured, from now on, this furnace of pills is my own son... oh no, it seems my son really is inside..."

"If you keep randomly claiming relatives, I'll throw you into the furnace too!"

Another half hour passed, and all seventeen main ingredients had been refined.

Inside the alchemy furnace, several kinds of medicinal liquids, including gold, red, silver, and blue, were mixed together, causing the furnace to shake every time someone approached.

Qin Yao's expression turned serious again, her hands hovering on either side of the alchemy furnace, her ten fingers constantly changing hand seals.

"Chu Feng, the third dose of the guiding medicine."

Chu Feng quickly picked up the white jade bottle, teleported it above the alchemy furnace, and removed the stopper.

Qin Yao reached out and guided the last dose of the medicine, which transformed into a thin stream of pale gold and fell into the place where the various medicinal liquids converged.

The alchemy furnace emitted a series of muffled thuds, and the furnace lid was pushed up half an inch by the heat, only to be pressed back down by Qin Yao's palm.

"combine!"

The seventeen batches of medicinal liquid moved towards the center inside the furnace.

The fiery nature of the Red Heart Dragon Ginseng is the first to cause trouble.

The red medicinal liquid splashed onto the silver medicinal liquid, and after they came into contact, the alchemy furnace began to shake from side to side.

Chu Feng pressed down on the futon beneath him, his eyes fixed on the stove lid.

"Elder Qin, isn't this commotion a bit too much?"

"If a fifth-grade elixir condenses without much disturbance, there's a problem."

"It shouldn't fly out, right?"

Are you scared?

"Are you kidding me? I'm mainly worried it'll run away. It's worth 300,000 spirit stones! Who wouldn't feel the pinch?"

Qin Yao did not respond further.

She gritted her teeth, channeling all her Nascent Soul stage spiritual power into the alchemy furnace. The heat blew her hair up and illuminated her dark red dress with the glow of the furnace fire.

The ties that had just been untied and then retied in front of him were now loosened by the heat, making Chu Feng's mouth go dry.

Under the influence of the pale golden power, the various medicinal liquids finally fused together, transforming into a fist-sized ball of golden liquid.

"The condensation of the core begins."

Qin Yao clasped her hands together, and all the array patterns above the alchemy furnace lit up.

"Chu Feng, hold the Earth Fire Formation!"

Chu Feng sat down in front of the array plate and pressed his hands down on the spirit stone troughs on both sides.

"receive!"

The furnace shook more and more violently, and low rumbling sounds came from inside.

Chu Feng guarded the array plate, adjusting the earth fire according to Qin Yao's instructions, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

Ten breaths.

One hundred breaths.

A stick of incense.

As the final incantation was cast into the alchemy furnace, Qin Yao raised her hand and slapped the furnace lid.

"The elixir is complete, open the furnace!"

The furnace lid flew up three feet.

A golden beam of light rose from the alchemy furnace, piercing through the roof of the alchemy room and shooting into the sky.

Chu Feng looked up and his lips twitched.

"Elder Qin, the roof..."

"The Dan Hall is repaired several times a year, so this one won't make a difference."

"You alchemists are really rich."

Throughout the alchemy hall, disciples who were pounding medicine, controlling the fire, and organizing medicinal materials rushed out of their rooms.

"Look, medicine cloud!!"

"It's Elder Qin's underground fire chamber!"

"Nine Golden Rings, what grade of pill is this?"

"Fifth grade, it's a fifth-grade elixir!"

"Elder Qin succeeded! She has become a fifth-grade alchemist!"

Several powerful divine senses emerged from the depths of the Pill Hall, lingered briefly on the golden medicinal cloud, and then descended into the Earth Fire Chamber.

An elderly man with white hair, who had been in seclusion for many days, opened the window, looked at the strange phenomenon in the sky, and couldn't help but pat the window frame.

"Okay, okay!"

"That girl Qin Yao has finally crossed this threshold!"

Laughter also emanated from another alchemy room.

"With a fifth-grade alchemist, our Flowing Cloud Sect has gained even more confidence!"

Inside the alchemy room, Qin Yao ignored the commotion outside.

She took out a jade plate and reached into the stove.

A golden pill the size of a longan slowly rose and fell into the center of the jade plate.

The surface of the pill is covered with nine fine golden lines, each of which moves slowly along the pill's surface.

Chu Feng leaned closer and took a look.

"This is the Nine Yang Pill?"

"Medium quality".

Qin Yao picked up the pill, her eyes filled with a hint of regret, but even more so with joy. "It's a pity that this is my first time refining it, and my mastery of the medicinal properties is still lacking."

"A mid-grade one is still a pity?"

"If it's a high-quality product, its effects will be enormous."

Before Chu Feng could speak, footsteps could be heard outside the alchemy room.

"Elder Qin, congratulations."

Elder Xing stepped into the alchemy room, followed by two disciples from the Enforcement Hall.

His right hand was hidden in his wide sleeve, and his face was pale with a sickly pallor.

"Elder Qin has successfully refined a fifth-grade pill today, advancing to the fifth-grade alchemist level. This is truly a joyous occasion for our Flowing Cloud Sect!"

Qin Yao put the pills into a jade bottle and looked up at him.

"Elder Xing arrived quickly enough."

"When the fifth-grade pill was completed, the medicinal clouds covered half of the mountain peak. It would be difficult for this old man not to know about it."

Elder Xing chuckled twice and turned his gaze to the alchemy furnace.

Upon seeing Chu Feng, the smile on his face vanished instantly.

What are you doing here?

Chu Feng leaned against the stone table and pointed at Qin Yao.

"You'll have to ask Elder Qin about that."

"I'm asking you a question!"

"But I don't want to answer."

"Chu Feng, don't think that just because you have the protection of the ancestor, you can act recklessly in front of me."

Qin Yao put the jade bottle into her palm, her tone indifferent.

That's enough.

"Chu Feng was invited by me, and he is the key to the success of this batch of pills."

"If we're talking about merit, he deserves at least half."

Elder Xing frowned.

"He's just a Foundation Establishment cultivator, how could he know alchemy?"

Chu Feng smiled.

"Elder Xing, what you said makes perfect sense."

"I'm just a Foundation Establishment cultivator, yet I managed to kill a Golden Core cultivator. Didn't you always assume it was me?"

The two disciples from the Enforcement Hall lowered their heads, almost unable to hold back their emotions.

Elder Xing's face turned dark.

"Are you looking for death?!"

"This is the Pill Hall!"

Qin Yao looked at Elder Xing, "If Elder Xing is here to cause trouble, get out now!"

Elder Xing suppressed his anger and his gaze fell on the jade bottle in her hand.

"Elder Qin, may I ask what kind of pill this batch is being refined?"

"Nine Yang Pill".

"What is its purpose?"

"To harmonize the Yin and Yang within a Nascent Soul cultivator's body and repair the damage to their Dao foundation caused by the True Fire."

"If one's foundation is strong enough, it can also increase the chances of breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm."

Elder Xing's breathing became heavier.

He remained stuck in the mid-Nascent Soul stage for many years, unable to even reach the late-Nascent Soul stage, let alone the distant Divine Transformation stage.

A few days ago, Feng Jiuyou crippled his right hand again. Even though he used spiritual medicine to reconnect it, his meridians still haven't recovered.

This pill was practically prepared for him right now!

"Three hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones."

Elder Xing said in a deep voice, "I will take this pill!"