Chu Yao stared at the alchemy furnace in front of her, its vapors swirling, somewhat dumbfounded.

Ye Qingchen's movements, as smooth as flowing clouds and water, possessed a strange rhythm as he performed alchemy.

If it weren't for Ye Qingchen's youthful face, Chu Yao would have almost thought an Alchemy Master was at work.

Time passed by second by second.

The aroma grew stronger and stronger.

"It's about to form the pill!"

Chu Yao's spirit surged.

Boom!

At this moment.

The alchemy furnace suddenly trembled, and the pills inside unexpectedly broke through the furnace cauldron, transforming into nine streams of light, and leaping out of the furnace in an instant.

"Come!"

Ye Qingchen waved his right hand.

With a flurry of afterimages, he reached toward the air to grasp them.

No matter how strong he is, a gentle breeze brushes the hill.

With this casual grab, Ye Qingchen had used the Sword Intent of the breeze he had recently comprehended.

In the next moment.

His palm astonishingly held nine pills, their color and size like pearls.

"Did it really... succeed?" Chu Yao's lips parted slightly, seemingly unable to accept the fact before her.

She had failed so many times, trying every method without success.

But the other person, having only watched behind her for a moment, could refine pills?

Is this real or not?

Could it be that the other party is playing dumb to catch a tiger?

Or perhaps the other is an Alchemy Master, and she just doesn't know it?

"The pills have been refined, Miss Chu, would you be able to take me to the Library Pavilion?" Ye Qingchen placed the refined pills into Chu Yao's hand.

"I can! But I have one condition!" Chu Yao looked at the pills in her palm with a complex expression, then raised her head in doubt, staring at Ye Qingchen: "Why did I fail many times, yet you succeeded on the first try?"

Ye Qingchen chuckled, picking up a piece of Spirit Grass from the ground, "When I was refining the Bone Marrow Supplement Pill earlier, I used three parts less of this Spirit Grass..."

"Red Flame Grass?"

Chu Yao exclaimed, her eyes filled with disbelief, then she fell into contemplation, as if recalling her previous alchemy process, murmuring to herself:

"So that's how it is!"

"For the Bone Marrow Supplement Pill, Red Flame Grass acts as a catalyst. If used appropriately, it can promote pill formation. But if too much is used, at a critical moment, it can cause instability in the pill, turning a furnace full of Spirit Grass into ashes!"

Finally realizing this, Chu Yao looked at Ye Qingchen with an even more complex gaze.

A youth who couldn't even name Red Flame Grass managed to refine the Bone Marrow Supplement Pill.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would've never believed it.

After a deep look at Ye Qingchen, Chu Yao nodded, "Alright, I'll take you to the Library Pavilion now!"

The Imperial Tutor's library is located at the center of the mansion.

A seemingly ordinary small room, its internal space appears tens of times larger than it looks from the outside.

The collection of books inside exceeds imagination.

"The master's collection is all here, if you want to find anything, you look for it yourself, I won't accompany you!" Chu Yao finished speaking and left in a hurry.

Obviously, she was anxious to verify what Ye Qingchen had said earlier.

"So this is the Imperial Tutor's Library Pavilion?" Ye Qingchen gazed at the room that resembled a mountain of books, his eyes falling upon the Dragon Tail Ring in his fingers as he strode inside.

...

Meanwhile.

Celestial Fragrance Tower.

The Celestial Fragrance Tower in the Imperial Capital is distributed across nine levels.

A famous place to spend extravagantly.

Ordinary people dare not set foot here, as a single meal could exhaust their lifetime's fortunes.

At this moment, in the ninth floor of the Celestial Fragrance Tower, a banquet was laid out, but there were only three to five attendees, each dressed in luxurious attire, indicating they were affluent or noble.

Leading them was a young man in silk robes.

"Brother Zhao, it's been a while! It's truly rare to see you here in Celestial Fragrance Tower!" A foppish youth carefully poured wine for the silk-robed young man, his face wearing a fawning smile.

"Indeed, indeed, I heard you went into seclusion, aren't you supposed to emerge half a year later, why did you come out early?"

The others also eagerly inquired.

"If I didn't come out, our Shifang Sword Sect would be flattened!"

The silk-robed young man snorted coldly, his face showing frostiness.

Upon his words.

The previously lively Celestial Fragrance Tower fell silent.

All eyes displayed respect and awe.

The silk-robed young man was Zhao Tianyu.

Once a top talent on the previous generation's rankings.

After three years of sect cultivation, his strength has become terrifying.

And they knew Zhao Tianyu was speaking of Ye Qingchen.

Recently, Ye Qingchen has been most prominent, defeating contemporary disciples, making them unable to hold their heads up. And just two days ago, Celestial Essence Sword Sect's disciples were scared away by Ye Qingchen's mere words, losing face entirely.

Even regarding Taotian Palace, the disciples of the Eight Major Sects had to steer clear.

These senior disciples, naturally couldn't stand it anymore, and needed to take a stand.

"Brother Zhao, why be upset over a young brat, didn't you send Yang Wen and Yang Wu to find him? Once they hear your summons, won't they obediently comply?"

The earlier foppish youth laughed.

"Indeed, if Ye Qingchen is sensible, he'd best apologize with humility, or he'll face severe consequences!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Just then.

Two bloodied figures came running in hastily.

"Hmm?"

Zhao Tianyu immediately turned to look, and said coldly, "Didn't you go to find Ye Qingchen? How did you get injured like this?"

The red-robed youth among them, upon seeing Zhao Tianyu, appeared as if he'd seen a savior, wailing, "Senior Brother Zhao Tianyu, it's Ye Qingchen who injured us like this!"

"Ye Qingchen?"

Zhao Tianyu was a bit surprised, then his gaze turned cold.

And within the restaurant, those foppish youths were even more shocked.

They did not expect Ye Qingchen to be so aggressive, to even disregard Zhao Tianyu's summons.

"Yes, indeed. Ye Qingchen is too arrogant, he didn't even regard you!" The red-robed youth cried out, embellishing the account of what had happened.

As Zhao Tianyu listened, his expression grew uglier, and by the end, it was so dark it nearly dripped water.

"What a Ye Qingchen!"

Crash!

Zhao Tianyu gently clenched his hand, shattering the wine cup in his grasp.

"To truly consider himself significant! To dare refuse my summons? I'll make him regret it! Since he won't come, I'll force him to come!"

"Go seize everyone from that small courtyard and bring them to me!"

...

In the Library Pavilion.

Ye Qingchen had been searching for information regarding Dragon's Tail.

Indeed it was the Imperial Tutor's library.

Its contents not only covered Celestial Peak Country, but also included some seldom spread events from the other Thirteen Countries of Cyan Continent.

Ye Qingchen suddenly focused his gaze, landing on an unremarkable annotation in a book.

"Dragon-Clutching Mountain?"

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