In the pill furnace, it was like another world.
Amidst a chaos-like state, the walls of the furnace, scorched by fierce fire, emitted a faint red glow.
Inside the furnace, the atmosphere was scorching hot. Different dicinal materials, under the operation of a pair of transparent little hands, gradually turned into clumps of dicinal powder and began to rge with each other.
’Bang——!’
A muffled sound ca from the pill furnace.
Mu Qingge slowly opened her eyes, staring at the pill furnace emitting black smoke.
It failed.
The herbs that had been ground into powder had now turned into a puff of black smoke, rging into the pill furnace.
Lips pressed tightly, Mu Qingge did not start again imdiately but instead sumd up the experience from the previous failure. She had already anticipated that success wouldn’t co in one go, so she prepared ten sets of herbs beforehand.
This ant she could try ten tis consecutively. If she failed, she would have to go back to gather, sort, and other preliminary steps again.
Actually, these initial processes could be done by the attendant.
However, Mu Qingge believed that having received the Dan God’s legacy, she already had an advantage in Alchemy. Yet, it also ant losing the chance for intimate contact with the herbs, which is why she insisted on completing the previous tedious steps herself, to deepen her understanding of the dicines.
After resting for the ti it takes to drink a cup of tea, Mu Qingge attempted Alchemy once more.
Bang!
Bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
Failed again, and again!
Mu Qingge’s exquisite little face was slightly blackened by the smoke emitted from the pill furnace.
The herbs on the table were completely used up, and she hadn’t succeeded in refining even a furnace of dicinal powder.
Patting the dust off her clothes, Mu Qingge stood up, walked back to the dicinal cabinet, and began picking herbs again...
"Alchemy is harder than I thought," Mu Qingge muttered to herself.
Her tone was very calm, without discouragent or frustration over continuous failures.
It seed she never doubted her talent for Alchemy.
Yes, she believed so in her heart. Since the Dan God had passed down the legacy to her, it indicated she had this talent; otherwise, given the Dan God’s great Divine Skills, there would be no reason to pass the legacy to soone with no talent in Alchemy.
Holding onto this belief, Mu Qingge prepared another fifteen sets of dicinal materials.
Having been in the Alchemy Room for a day and a night, Mu Qingge placed the prepared materials in order and did not start Alchemy imdiately. Instead, she began to imrse herself in Spiritual Energy cultivation.
Prolonged use of spiritual power had made her head a bit dizzy.
So, she needed to switch her mind.
At this ti, cultivating her own Spiritual Power was naturally the first choice.
Yellow Realm Peak might be remarkable for others, but for her, it was still too weak.
Waking from cultivation, a night had already passed.
Mu Qingge ate sothing and continued with Alchemy...
Over and over again, Mu Qingge stayed in the room for five days and six nights.
When the sixth day arrived, Mu Qingge, who was imrsed in cultivation, did not wake as before but frowned. The Spiritual Energy around her fluctuated severely.
Suddenly, a layer of dazzling yellow light appeared on her body, as intense as gold, directly illuminating the entire room.
If not for the fact that this room had no windows, perhaps the yellow light could have reached outside, making people outside think a sun had fallen inside the room.
The golden yellow light lasted for the ti it takes a stick of incense to burn, and then it gradually faded while the color began to change.
The original yellow slowly transford toward green light...
After a while, the yellow light wrapped around Mu Qingge disappeared, replaced by a layer of faint green light, circulating around her, making her look like a jade figure.
Soon, the green light rged into Mu Qingge’s body, disappearing without a trace. The room no longer had dazzling yellow light nor faint green light.
Mu Qingge slowly opened her eyes, her tightly closed lips slightly parted, exhaling a breath of turbid air: "Green Realm Initial Rank."
She hadn’t expected that the few days devoted to Alchemy, without much progress in her skills, had allowed her Realm to break through, advancing from Yellow Realm Peak to Green Realm.
Calming her mood, Mu Qingge began Alchemy again.
For her, advancents in Martial Arts were nothing to get too excited about unless, one morning, she woke up and found herself in the legendary Purple Realm.
After the practices of the past few days, the steps of Alchemy that Mu Qingge followed had beco more and more proficient.
Now, she didn’t even need to use scales to asure, taking out the precise amount of dicine just by feel. Even when sorting herbs, she no longer needed to carefully pick them one by one. A flick of her sleeve would naturally exclude those unqualified herbs, without the slightest deviation.
Having prepared the dicinal materials, Mu Qingge threw them into the pill furnace once again—
The transparent spiritual power little hands, flexibly guided various dicinal materials into powder inside the pill furnace, gradually rging them.
With the previous experience, Mu Qingge seed to have found the pattern for rging the powders. Antagonism among the dicines was true, but as long as she found a breakthrough point among them, even antagonistic dicines could be fused.
Mu Qingge proceeded extrely slowly during the fusion process.
She wasn’t afraid of failing again but wanted to carefully observe every step of the fusion process.
Refining the Clear Heart Powder required fifteen types of dicinal materials. This fusion wasn’t simply adding fifteen kinds of materials together. Instead, it was a kind of multiplicative stacking.
The further the fusion process went, the easier it beca to fail.
Mu Qingge passed through the first few fusions with ease.
Even the middle ones, with the experience from previous failures, she managed without any danger.
Soon, the final fusion approached.
If this fusion succeeded, she would have refined her first batch of dicinal powder.
Sweat already faintly ford on Mu Qingge’s brow. She injected more spiritual power into the pill furnace to protect the sowhat unstable powder.
Inside the pill furnace, the transparent little hands forcibly integrated the final powder.
Instantly, the fused powders began to shake violently.
The pair of transparent little hands worked hard to enclose the powders, as if the violently shaking powders were a magic cube.
Finally, the powders gradually cald down.
A dicinal fragrance wafted from the pill furnace, causing Mu Qingge to suddenly open her eyes, a bright light flashing in her clear eyes: Success!
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