"What's going on!" Sitting in front of the alchemy furnace, Chu Yao faced yet another failure and couldn't help but scratch her head, "Why do I fail every time at this step?"

Clearly.

She had been stuck at this step for quite a while.

"It's impossible, I clearly followed the master's instructions... Where exactly did I go wrong?" As Chu Yao spoke, she picked up the alchemy recipe next to her and scrutinized it again.

"I don't believe it!"

Dumping out the dregs, Chu Yao began the alchemy process once more.

Ye Qingchen stood quietly to the side, observing her actions.

He watched.

She repeated the same steps as before, placing the spirit grass one by one into the alchemy furnace, then igniting the fire and infusing True Qi.

Ye Qingchen was also somewhat curious.

Clearly, he had sensed that the pill was about to form, but at the last moment, it unexpectedly failed, as if something unforeseen occurred.

This time, he focused all his attention inside the alchemy furnace.

Instantly.

He felt that the spirit grass in the furnace had been catalyzed into a pure medicinal force, like a calm ancient pool, undisturbed, existing within the furnace.

Moreover, under Chu Yao's influence.

The medicinal forces from the various types of spirit grass, as if guided, transformed into countless threads, converging quickly towards the center of the alchemy furnace.

Ye Qingchen knew.

Once these medicinal forces converged, the pill would form.

However.

At this step, a sudden mishap occurred.

The previously calm pool of medicinal force suddenly turned into raging waves, and as this occurred, it surged violently towards the center of the furnace.

Then, the alchemy furnace trembled slightly, and almost instantaneously, all the medicinal force was incinerated, replaced by the familiar burnt smell.

"So that's what it was!"

Recalling the spirit grass she had added earlier, Ye Qingchen suddenly realized.

He now understood why, at the critical moment, the pill would repeatedly burn.

The reason, surely.

Lied within those sudden waves of medicinal force.

Thinking of this.

Chu Yao snapped out of her earlier despondence.

"What happened? It was clearly about to succeed, why did it fail again?" Chu Yao was incredibly frustrated, and only then did she notice Ye Qingchen standing to the side, saying impatiently, "Why are you still here? I said the pill was about to succeed, but it failed again because your presence distracted me..."

Ye Qingchen couldn't help but smile wryly at her words.

Clearly.

She was blaming him entirely for her alchemy failure.

"Didn't I tell you? The master isn't here, you'd better leave!" Chu Yao's face was filled with impatience as she urged Ye Qingchen to go, "If you stay here, it will affect my alchemy!"

"I want to enter the Imperial Tutor's Library to look for some information!" Ye Qingchen said helplessly, "I'll leave immediately after finding what I need, and I won't step foot in this courtyard again!"

Chu Yao showed a look of sudden understanding and nodded, "So you aren't looking for the master! That's easy; once I'm done with this furnace of pills, I'll take you."

With that said.

She stopped talking and began her alchemy again.

However.

Her alchemy skills were truly lacking, and under Ye Qingchen's watchful eyes, she failed repeatedly.

Before long, a pile of half-human-high dregs appeared in the corner of the courtyard.

"Just wait a little longer! This furnace of pills will definitely succeed!"

Seeing Ye Qingchen's somewhat displeased expression, Chu Yao smiled awkwardly.

Before Ye Qingchen could respond, she once again prepared the spirit grass and placed it into the alchemy furnace.

"If you continue like this, this batch of pills will never succeed!"

Seeing that Chu Yao's actions were the same as always.

Ye Qingchen couldn't help but speak up and offer advice.

If he didn't intervene, he didn't know how much longer he would have to wait here.

"What did you say?"

But this remark made Chu Yao feel both angry and ashamed; she stood up directly, and couldn't help but shout angrily, "Are you an alchemist? Do you know what alchemy is? Can you even make pills?"

"I, your esteemed lady, started learning alchemy from my master when I was seven, and the knowledge I possess surely surpasses yours! Yet you dare to question me?"

With that said, Chu Yao rolled up her sleeves, her body emitting a surge of True Qi, ready to rush towards Ye Qingchen.

This young lady had quite a fiery temper.

Ye Qingchen, reluctant to continue this entanglement, glanced at the alchemy furnace and said, "What if I really manage to make the pill?"

"You can make the pill? Where did you learn from, and who do you follow in alchemy?" Chu Yao looked full of doubt.

She knew all the well-known alchemists in the Imperial Capital, and as for the disciples learning alchemy, there were only a handful, and she knew them all — Ye Qingchen was unfamiliar to her.

This pill, named 'Bone Marrow Supplement Pill,' was although only a high-grade yellow level, notoriously difficult to refine.

Obviously, she didn't believe Ye Qingchen could make it.

"I've never formally learned alchemy, but by standing behind you just now, I've already grasped the process..." Ye Qingchen explained.

Chu Yao almost laughed out loud from anger at this.

Such bold words!

Just watching for a while and planning to attempt alchemy? What a joke.

If alchemy were that easy, why would alchemists hold such high status?

Yet, before she could retort.

Ye Qingchen had already, without hesitation, sat down in front of the alchemy furnace.

"Do you really intend to try alchemy?" Seeing Ye Qingchen's actions, Chu Yao snorted coldly, crossed her arms defiantly, and said, "Fine, I want to see how you make pills!"

However.

Before the words left her mouth.

She was completely stunned, watching Ye Qingchen pick up the spirit grass beside him, moving with smooth, practiced motions, placing them into the alchemy furnace as if it were second nature.

Moreover, she noticed one detail.

Ye Qingchen's sequence and type of placing the spirit grass were exactly the same as hers, as if cast from the same mold.

"Whew!"

After placing all the spirit grass into the furnace, Ye Qingchen exhaled deeply.

Immediately, he placed his hands on the furnace, the two great stars inside his dantian trembled quietly, and a continuous stream of stellar energy surged forward, flowing into the furnace.

At this moment.

All of Ye Qingchen's attention was immersed within the alchemy furnace.

The feeling of refining pills was extremely subtle, like navigating in a stormy sea, carefully piloting a frail boat, guiding the extracted medicinal force to eventually converge into a pill.

Silently.

A rich aroma of the pill had already begun to spread quietly.

"How is this possible?"

Chu Yao's eyes widened in disbelief.

Where did this young man come from, could he truly know how to make pills?

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