From this mont on, the vast majority of elixirs in the world will no longer be mysterious before him, even those he has never seen before!
What follows next...
Luo Chen swept his gaze over the remaining twenty or so elixirs, his eyes filled with anticipation.
The lowest order of these elixirs is Third Order, and most are even Fourth Order Pills.
If he rembers correctly, a multitude of herbs were used when refining these elixirs, enough to cover the previously failed ones.
This Alchemy Saint Hall trial can still continue!
...
Half a year later, in a brightly lit grand hall, clouds suddenly ca rolling in.
Chen Mozi, sitting desolately on the ground, raised his head to see the figure of a man in a white robe appear.
His ink-black hair casually draped over his back, though there was a hint of fatigue on his face, his eyes were exceptionally bright.
At this mont, he was curiously scrutinizing the grand hall.
In his eyes, which sparkled with a faint golden light, it seed there were no secrets in the world.
It was none other than Luo Chen!
Chen Mozi opened his mouth, full of bitterness.
Who would have thought that he would breach the second barrier!
Earlier, he had underestimated him, thinking that given Luo Chen’s foundation, passing the first barrier was already a genius-like feat.
But seeing now, facing the Alchemy Saint Hall’s trial for the first ti, calmly passing two barriers—this is beyond genius!
"Worthy of the na of Alchemy Sect!" he murmured.
Luo Chen heard the voice and turned his gaze over, nodding slightly in acknowledgnt.
"Friend, you overpraise , you’re ahead of ."
Chen Mozi shook his head, unwilling to explain how much he had prepared for the second barrier.
Luo Chen curiously asked: "This third barrier, what does it test?"
This ti, Chen Mozi did not hold back, casually replied: "Pill Refinent!"
Luo Chen was taken aback, then laughed.
Pill Refinent!
For him, it’s the simplest task.
As long as there are materials...
Flas rose, forming various characters.
Luo Chen looked up, raising an eyebrow, but the more he looked, the heavier his expression beca.
When the curtain of fire disappeared, Luo Chen again looked towards Chen Mozi.
No wonder the other arrived at the pill refinent grand hall ahead of ti yet had not made any move—the third trial is unexpectedly harsh.
"Take the raw materials previously inversely refined and craft a Fourth Order Pill."
"The specific elixir does not matter, but there is only one chance!"
Everyone knows controlling the rate of success in pill formation is extrely difficult.
Being able to maintain a pill formation rate of two to three percent already qualifies one as a Pill Refinent Grandmaster.
Like Chen Mozi and Chu Yu, these Grandmaster-Level existences, at best, can stabilize the pill formation rate at about fifty percent, even if the order is relatively low and the elixirs are relatively their forte.
To succeed in one try, how difficult is that?
Even for Luo Chen!
Claiming to refine a hundred pills, excelling in everything, yet he never dares to boast of crafting a Fourth Order Pill in a single attempt.
When refining pills for others, sufficient amounts of raw materials are often required.
Yet this ti, he even has to self-create the pill formula!
"With such a trial, even if I forcibly enter using the attribute panel, there still exists a ninety percent chance of failure!"
Luo Chen found himself in a dilemma.
Formulating the pill recipe is one part; having to succeed in one go is the other—who in this world can solve these two riddles?
In his life, facing unfamiliar pill recipes, the number of tis he succeeded in one attempt can be counted on one’s fingers.
This third trial, seemingly an open-book exam, exceedingly simple, is a familiar stage for every Alchemy Grandmaster, yet no one can guarantee success.
While the two pondered deeply, an elderly, hearty laugh echoed in.
"Two friends, why hesitate and hold back, lacking confidence in yourselves?"
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