Planting an immortal tree in the wizarding world

Chapter 121 Putting the blame on
Before knowing the Song family's rules, Ronan did indeed intend to secretly administer the elixir.

Taking a certain type of medicine for a long time can lead to drug resistance.

Even if his Golden Marrow Pill is already perfected, its efficacy will gradually decrease with prolonged use.

With the assistance of the AI ​​HarmonyOS, his success rate in alchemy is naturally extremely high.

Too high a success rate will definitely bring him trouble.

Therefore, he had long ago decided to conceal the success rate and thus keep a portion of the pills for himself.

Unexpectedly, the Song family had such rules.

'However, fortunately, I can still get 30% of the pills. I can still accumulate some pills for my own use through alchemy.'

With the formula and ingredients in hand, Ronan immediately went into the alchemy room and began refining the pills.

The three maids, Yaoyu, Danhong, and Chenxiang, all wisely stayed away from the alchemy room, allowing Ronan to refine the elixir in peace.

Ronan closed the door to the alchemy room and felt a sudden silence, as if he were cut off from the world.

……

After most of the day had passed, he used up ten portions of medicinal herbs and refined ten Xuan Yuan Pills.

Xuan Yuan Pill (Beginner Level 96%)

With the assistance of the AI ​​HarmonyOS, his success rate in alchemy is 100%.

After storing the ten Xuan Yuan Pills in his storage artifact, he left the pill room.

Because the alchemy chamber is almost completely enclosed and illuminated by luminous pearls, it is difficult to distinguish between day and night inside.

After he left the alchemy room, he found that it was already dark.

Three maids stood about three hundred meters outside the door of the alchemy room, waiting for him.

"The young master is out!"

Yao Yu was the first to see Ronan and quickly called out to him.

Three maids gracefully stepped forward.

"Young master, it is already late. Please have your meal."

Danhong said to Luo Nan.

Ronan nodded and followed the three maids to the dining room.

The table was set with four dishes and a soup, all of which looked and smelled delicious.

As Ronan ate his meal, attended by three maids, he suddenly asked them:
"Do you know what percentage of the medicinal materials the Song family's alchemists typically need to successfully refine the Profound Origin Pill?"

Chenxiang said, "I don't know about the other alchemists in the family, but I've heard that Master Ge can successfully refine the Xuan Yuan Pill with 50% of the medicinal materials. The other alchemists in the family are far inferior to him."

'Fifty percent... Master Ge's success rate is way too low.'

Ronan thought to himself that if he did that, he would have to reduce the success rate to just over 40%, which would mean wasting a lot of medicinal herbs.

……

For the next few days, Ronan spent his days in the alchemy room refining elixirs.

However, he was also faster at refining pills than other alchemists of the same level.

So, after refining the pills for the day, he returned to the wizarding world to cultivate. When he estimated it was almost time for dinner, he returned to the cultivation world.

After all, although the spiritual energy of the manor area is more abundant than that of the shantytown, it still cannot compare to the wizarding world.

Ten days passed quickly, the time agreed upon by the Song family for him to pick up the medicine.

After the Song family arrived, Luo Nan presented them with the refined pills and dregs.

Upon seeing this, the Song family members' eyes lit up, and they exclaimed in amazement:
"Master Luo is truly amazing! He managed to refine over 40% of the medicinal herbs into Profound Origin Pills! Simply incredible..."

As the story progressed, the Song family members immediately fell silent.

He wanted to say that he was even more amazing than Master Ge was at that age.

But he knew all too well that loose lips sink ships, and besides, there were three maids around who might spread his words at any moment.

So he forced himself to endure it.

As agreed, he left 30% of the Profound Origin Pills to Ronan and took 70% of the pills and the dregs with him. Afterward, he arranged for his attendants to transport the new fifty portions of medicinal herbs to Ronan's alchemy room before leaving.

……

Ronan's Xuan Yuan Dan changed hands many times.

Finally, they were delivered to the residence of a branch of the Song family.

This branch of the family has a member named Song Yang, who is nineteen years old and has already reached the fourth level of Qi Refining. He ranks among the top in the younger generation of the Song family.

In his own mind, he considered himself the number one among the younger generation of the Song family.

After all, he was just a member of a collateral branch, and his cultivation resources were naturally inferior to those of the main family's members.

"As long as I have enough cultivation resources, I will be able to become the number one person in the Song family in the future, and turn my branch into the main branch of the Song family!"

On this day, when he was preparing to practice his skills, he took out a delicate little porcelain bottle.

He poured out a Xuan Yuan Pill and swallowed it.

Afterwards, he sat cross-legged in the quiet room and began practicing his exercises.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered around him, entered his meridians, and after several cycles, transformed into magical power, flowing into his dantian.

At first, everything was as usual.

However, after about a quarter of an hour, as the effects of the medicine became stronger and stronger.

He found that a sense of unease was rising in his heart.

Gradually, the magical power within the meridians began to circulate faster and faster.

Just as he became alert, he quickly stopped his practice and slowly returned his magical power to his dantian.

Unexpectedly, his magical power began to flow rapidly against his meridians.

Finally, the magical power surged upwards from his Du meridian like a flood, crashing into his brain!
A faint, muffled thud came from his head.

At the same time, he opened his eyes, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and two streams of blood gushed from his nostrils.

Snapped!
He fell forward from his seated position and landed on the ground.

Blood continued to flow from his nostrils, and more and more blood was spilling onto the ground.

After most of the day had passed, his family saw that he had not yet come out of the meditation room and had not heard that he was going into seclusion, so they hurriedly called him from outside.

But after calling for a while, no one answered.

So his family immediately summoned others, and together they used magic to force open the stone door of the meditation room, which could only be opened from the inside, and entered the meditation room.

Under the sunlight, Song Yang was immediately spotted lying on the ground.

The ground beneath Song Yang's head was covered by a large pool of nearly dried blood.

Song Yang's family was startled and quickly went to help him up.

Song Yang's face was as pale as paper, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared wide-eyed ahead, looking extremely terrifying.

Song Yang's family injected some magical power into Song Yang's body, only to find that he had no life force left.

As a result, this branch of the Song family was thrown into chaos.

In an instant, people came to the place in a chaotic uproar, some wailing and lamenting, some preparing for the funeral, and some investigating the cause of death.

Three days later, because the cause of death had not yet been determined, Song Yang's body could not be placed in a coffin. Instead, it was covered with a white cloth and placed on a long table.

"My son, if I find out who harmed you, I will definitely avenge you," Song Yang's biological mother cried out beside him.

"No one could have harmed him. Maybe he died from inner demons," Song Yang's aunt whispered beside him.

"It must be you who did this! You're just jealous of my Yang'er's talent!" Song Yang's biological mother was furious upon hearing those cold words and was about to pounce on him.

"The cause of death is out!"

Just as the two were about to fight, one of Song Yang's uncles came over and said:
"The problem lies with the pills that Yang'er took; one of the bottles of pills was poisonous."

"Who? Who killed my Yang'er?" Song Yang's mother screamed.

"After investigation, it turns out that the pill was made by the newly arrived alchemist, Ronan," said Song Yang's uncle.

(End of this chapter)