"It's done!"
Zhou Feng gradually found the trick after a few failures.
His extremely strong perception and potent Spiritual Qi allowed him to try and make mistakes repeatedly.
At the same time, there were also the numerous medicinal herbs the Han Clan had been accumulating for God knew how long.
Zhou Feng didn't feel sorry for the things that came for free. He just used them when he needed to.
The cauldron fire was extinguished, and a wave of medicinal fragrance slowly rose.
There were a total of 3 Bright Eyes Pills in the cauldron.
Although there were not many of them, they were finally successfully refined.
Moreover, it was Zhou Feng's second time refining pills, Bright Eyes Pills, no less.
Just this potential alone made countless people feel envious.
This was a genuine prodigy.
Zhou Feng's perception was extremely high, so he had many advantages in refining pills.
However, if he didn't have such talent, he wouldn't have been able to refine the Bright Eyes Pills so easily.
"He succeeded? He succeeded again!?"
"W-What kind of talent is this!"
"Given his talent, becoming a Pill Master isn't a dream!"
"…"
After successfully refining another pill, many people felt that Zhou Feng would become a Pill Master in the future thanks to his talent.
They believed that it wouldn't be long before the Medicine Tower would give birth to a true Pill Master.
Many people revealed excited expressions on their faces when they thought of this.
Because of the birth of a Pill Master, they could also take advantage of this opportunity to benefit.
"This… Is this person's talent in pill refinement really that high? This Bright Eyes Pills, I must have studied it for at least a few years before I had a sliver of confidence!"
Senior Brother Mo, who had witnessed all of this with his own eyes, still didn't dare to believe it.
This was because he could also refine Bright Eyes Pills, but he had already studied it for several years and had even tried it countless times.
Even so, the pill success rate was still not high.
This was already considered outstanding in the Medicine Tower, and the others didn't even have a chance of forming a pill.
However, Zhou Feng had only tried a few times and succeeded!
Senior Brother Mo once again felt the difference between people.
Leng Maner smelled the faint medicinal fragrance, and her beautiful jet-black hair swayed in the wind. She quietly departed like an elf, not leaving behind any words.
It was as if she had come to the Medicine Tower just to confirm something.
Only the remnant fragrance was left behind.
And this departure had also taken away many people's hearts.
It would have been great if such a woman could gain their favor. Unfortunately, they would probably never be able to obtain such a woman in their lifetime.
'She's finally gone!'
Zhou Feng heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Leng Maner disappear. She had given him too much pressure, after all. She also had a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything.
This made him feel a little uneasy.
Since he had successfully refined the pills, Zhou Feng had no intention of staying here any longer. He quickly packed up and returned to his room.
At present, Zhou Feng had many tasks at hand.
The first task was to tidy up the things in his storage ring. There were too many things in this storage ring. In addition, he had been too busy last night, so he did not have the time to check what was inside. Thus, he planned to carefully check what was useful in the storage ring after he returned to his room.
After that, Zhou Feng planned to break through. He felt that he had reached a bottleneck, and his Soul Altar had already completed its first change.
This was the Soul Harvesting's effect.
He would have to grind for months before he could forge the Grade-8 Soul Altar if it were before.
However, he had triggered Soul Harvesting and had almost broken through directly.
Therefore, if Zhou Feng wanted to increase his cultivation quickly, it would not be feasible to cultivate slowly.
His aptitude did not allow him to walk the broad path of slow cultivation. On the contrary, the steep path was more suitable for him.
After Zhou Feng left, the crowd outside gradually dispersed.
Moreover, they believed that Zhou Feng's success in refining pills again today would definitely attract many people to invest in him.
Who wouldn't want to rope in a Pill Master?
If they could tie a Pill Master to their own chariot, they would be able to use the least amount of resources to exchange for numerous pills for the next few decades.
Furthermore, starting from the Soul Altar realm, every increase in cultivation level would increase one's lifespan by 10 years.
Zhou Feng was only about 20 years old now. He would have at least 100-200 years of lifespan given his future cultivation. This was the time of several generations.
Talent! Age! These were all points that were worth investing in.
Although Zhou Feng had the Grand Elder behind him, the other Elders were not to be trifled with either. They would not hand over such a valuable piece of land to someone.
…
'This is troublesome! That old fart is going to die…'
At present, Senior Brother Mo was not in a good mood, but he could do nothing.
He could not directly kill Zhou Feng, right?
But when he thought about how the inheritance that originally belonged to him had become someone else's, Senior Brother Mo felt extremely pained.
He had clearly endured humiliation for so long, so how could a pill-refining genius suddenly appear? This had ruined his plans.
But no matter how bad his mood was, Senior Brother Mo still hurriedly returned to the Medicine Tower.
He had to report this matter to that old fool.
…
Medicine Tower! Why was it called Medicine Tower?
The reason was very simple. There really was a tower that towered into the clouds here.
It was said that this tower was left behind a long time ago. Later, the sect assigned it to Pill Master Yuan.
Then, Pill Master Yuan renovated this tower and turned it into a multi-purpose building.
Among them, the first underground floor had even invited a Formation Master to draw in Earth-Fire for pill refinement.
The first level was used as a warehouse to store all kinds of medicinal ingredients. Further up were some medicinal fields.
A secret puppet protected each level. Usually, only Pill Master Yuan was qualified to stay inside.
The other apprentices couldn't stay there unless Pill Master Yuan summoned them.
However, Senior Brother Mo was an exception. He carried out all kinds of errands for Pill Master Yuan, so he could freely enter and exit the Medicine Tower.
Not long after, Senior Brother Mo arrived at the first level of the Medicine Tower with ease.
Even during the day, the surroundings were still dark. Only the dim yellow lights were swaying slowly.
Senior Brother Mo was already used to this.
"Master! Today…"
Just like yesterday, Senior Brother Mo recounted the entire process of Zhou Feng's pill refinement in detail.
"Very good! Ask Zhou Feng to come here tonight!"
Pill Master Yuan's aged voice sounded extremely tired in Senior Brother Mo's ears.
The rotting aura was getting heavier and heavier.
Senior Brother Mo used the dim light to take a look at where Pill Master Yuan was.
He saw that Pill Master Yuan's body was as dry as withered wood. His deep eye sockets and sparse white hair gave people a feeling of death.
However, Senior Brother Mo instantly felt a chill on his back. A cold and gloomy aura grabbed his neck.
This scared him so much that he quickly lowered his head and didn't dare to peek anymore.
"Yes! Your disciple understands!"