Chapter 193: Orange Trait [Five Elements As One], Jambu Sea Holy Emperor Palace! (1)
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The next morning.
Shui Jingfeng brought Han Zhao to a medicinal hut at the foot of the mountain.
This was the residence of the middle-grade alchemist, Yan Jing.
“Master Yan. ”
Shui Jingfeng arrived at the entrance of the medicinal hut and gently knocked on the door.
“Come in,” a lazy voice said.
Shui Jingfeng pushed open the door and entered the courtyard with Han Zhao.
In the courtyard, an old man who was about 60 years old was sitting on a recliner in the courtyard and smoking a pipe.
His appearance was ordinary and he looked honest. He was wearing a short black suit, revealing his muscular arms. At first glance, he did not look like an alchemist. Instead, he looked like a blacksmith who was smoking and resting after forging.
“Master Yan, this Brother Han is the new disciple of Sect Master. He’s very talented in alchemy. He’s here under Sect Master’s orders to learn alchemy.” Shui Jingfeng said respectfully.
Yan Jing was not only a middle-grade alchemist, but his martial arts cultivation had also reached the Greater Mastery stage of Force Tempering. If not for the Furious Flood Dragon Gang, he would not have stopped here. Therefore, the elders in the gang respected him very much.
“Since it’s Sect Master’s order, I’ll naturally obey. Follow me.”
Yan Jing glanced at Han Zhao and stood up.
“Yes.” Han Zhao followed.
Shui Jingfeng followed closely behind. He still had Shangguan Yunfei’s orders on him, so he naturally had to follow Han Zhao’s alchemy progress in the early stages.
Soon, Yan Jing brought Han Zhao to the alchemy room in the backyard.
“How many low-grade pills do you know how to refine?” Yan Jing asked. As an old man in the sect, he was deeply trusted by the Shangguan family, so he knew some secrets. He naturally knew that Han Zhao, who the sect master had found, definitely had a certain level of alchemy, so he was not prepared to teach him from the basics.
“I know Military Grain Pills, Fasting Pills, Blood Replenishment Pills, Blood Clotting Pills, and Qi Nourishing Pills.”
Han Zhao explained. He had basically mastered the refinement of five types of medicinal pills and was just at the level of a low- grade alchemist.
“Yes, let’s directly choose the most difficult Qi Nourishing Pill.” Yan Jing nodded. “There are medicinal herbs and pill furnaces here. Choose them yourself.”
“Yes.” Han Zhao walked to the middle of the alchemy room. There was a large, medium, and small pill furnace here.
Han Zhao opened the pill furnace and checked. In the end, he chose the smallest three-legged Golden Snake pill furnace.
Next to the alchemy room was the medicinal herbs room. There were more types and quantities of medicinal herbs inside than Han Zhao had seen in the Myriad Treasure Pavilion. He had never seen a third of the medicinal herbs.
‘Ginseng, dogwood, yellow cypress juice, dragon blood grass…’ He first chose nine medicinal herbs to place beside him. Then, he cut and ground them according to his needs.
Looking at Han Zhao’s rough technique and dosage, Yan Jing frowned slightly, but he didn’t say anything.
Shui Jingfeng’s expression changed.
Then, Han Zhao took out the charcoal himself and warmed the furnace. Then, he began to pour in the herbs one by one. He used his Internal Force and true qi to control the fire in the furnace and extract the essence of the herbs.
Soon, the furnace emitted a charred smell.
Han Zhao turned around and looked at Yan Jing. Seeing that his brows were furrowed, he couldn’t help but smile awkwardly. “I’m sorry, I’m nervous.” He had deliberately failed, but he did not expect it to be so fast.
Then, he did not immediately refine pills. Instead, he calmed his emotions before continuing to open the furnace.
This time, it lasted for a while longer before failing.
The third batch failed.
The eighth cauldron emitted a faint medicinal fragrance.
Success.
Four low-grade Qi Nourishing Pills.
“Phew-” Han Zhao heaved a sigh of relief. He was going to fail again, but he could not appear too deliberate. Even after succeeding, he could not let medium-grade pills appear. It was really too difficult for him.
“Continue.” Yan Jing waited for Han Zhao to rest for a moment before taking out two sets of medicinal herbs for the Qi Nourishing Pill and handing them to him.
“Thanks a lot.”
The ninth batch failed.
On the tenth cauldron, the condensation of the medicinal pill failed, becoming a paste with only a portion of the medicinal properties.
“So-so.” Yan Jing frowned slightly. “You can go back first.”
“Ah?” Han Zhao was stunned for a moment before nodding. “Okay.”
Although the success rate of a high-difficulty low-grade pill like the Qi Nourishing Pill was low, it was not too bad for a low-grade alchemist like him who had no inheritance.
Ordinary low-grade alchemists had to guarantee a 20% success rate to earn steadily. If it was 10%, a pill like the Qi Nourishing Pill would still suffer a small loss. He knew this.
After Han Zhao left, Shui Jingfeng hurriedly asked, “Master Yan, can this kid..
Yan Jing changed his previous calmness and grabbed Shui Jingfeng’s collar. He said excitedly, “Where did you find this kid? He’s simply a genius!”
“Ah?!” Shui Jingfeng was stunned. ‘Then why were you sighing the entire time?
One moment, you frowned, and the next moment, you shook your head.’
“This kid even estimated the dosage and size of the medicinal ingredients used to refine the pill. His technique is rough and his foundation is terrible!”
“It was obvious that no one had taught him and he had learned it himself. Even so, he had a success rate of more than 10%.”
“If he had been learning from me since he was young, he would probably be a middle-grade alchemist now.”
“It’s not impossible for him to become a high-grade alchemist in the future!
What a waste!”
Yan Jing sighed.
“Grandmaster Yan, according to what you said, doesn’t that mean that he…” Shui Jingfeng’s eyes lit up.
“From tomorrow onwards, I’ll teach him again from the basics. In at most two years, he should be able to reach the level of a middle-grade alchemist.. To surpass me, it won’t take five years!” Yan Jing pondered and said, “As for meeting the Sect Master’s alchemy requirements, if he pays the price, five years is enough!”