The First Marquis of Daxuan

Boom!

With a muffled sound, a cloud of black smoke rose up in the cave.

The young outer disciple brought by Wan Jin was covered in dust and kept coughing.

Black smoke was still spreading out from his alchemy furnace.

The first hemostatic pill was of medium quality. The second time he refined it, the young outer disciple was a little impatient and failed to control the temperature, resulting in failure.

"What a genius! He failed once out of two attempts at refining."

Zhang Guojian sneered.

Wan Jin's face darkened and a hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes.

"One last time, cheer up!"

He stared at the young outer sect disciple and said in a cold tone, "If anything goes wrong again, you just wait!"

The young outer disciple shuddered all over, not daring to say anything more. He lowered his head and began to clean the alchemy furnace.

The sloppy old man gave them three chances in total. The first hemostatic pill he refined was only of medium quality. Now that the second attempt failed, he only had one last chance left.

He secretly glanced at Su Mu next to him.

Su Mu was still working slowly. Of the twenty-four kinds of herbs, four had not yet been put into the furnace.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that he was indeed too nervous.

I thought Mu Ning was a very capable person, but now it seems that he is just a fool.

It took him time to refine three hemostatic pills, but he probably hadn't even refined one yet.

I was actually worried about losing to this kind of guy just now, and ended up being careless for a moment and wasted an opportunity!
The young outer disciple no longer paid attention to Su Mu, and focused all his attention on the alchemy furnace in front of him. This time, he had to at least refine a high-quality hemostatic pill.

He moved skillfully and quickly re-lit the fire and began the third refining process.

At the same time, Su Mu was still moving slowly, step by step.

Zhang Guojian felt his palms were full of sweat.

Although he knew that Mu Ning had no chance of winning, he still held on to a glimmer of hope.

What if?
What if this outer disciple brought by Wan Jin makes a mistake?

The first hemostatic pill he made was of only average quality.

Mu Ning had previously had the experience of refining medium-quality hemostatic pills in the alchemy room.

As long as the outer disciple brought by Wan Jin fails to refine a high-quality hemostatic pill for the last time, Mu Ning has a chance of winning.

If the quality is the same, Mu Ning succeeded three times, while the outer disciples brought by Wan Jin only succeeded twice, then doesn't that mean Mu Ning wins?

Zhang Guojian really wanted to cheer Mu Ning up, but he was worried that it would affect Mu Ning. He clenched his fists, looking conflicted.

Wan Jin no longer had the ease he had at the beginning. His face was gloomy and a cold light flashed in his eyes from time to time.

He has an aunt in his family who has a close relationship with Uncle Li, so he knows much more information than Zhang Guojian.

The alchemy skills that Master Li obtained by chance when he was young are no less valuable than the "Shennong Herbal Classic", the treasure of the Shennong Herbal Sect. In fact, it may even be more valuable.

It was because of his alchemy skills that Uncle Li became one of the best alchemists in the world.

If I can learn the alchemy skills from Uncle Li and then learn our sect's "Shennong Herbal Classic", who else but me will be the leader of the Shennong Herbal Sect in the future?

This time, Master Li agreed to recruit boys, and he thought he had a sure win.

Who knows where Zhang Guojian got the news from and why he came here to cause trouble!
Damn it!

Wan Jin looked at Su Mu with murderous intent in his eyes.

He knew Uncle Li very well and knew that the reason why Uncle Li allowed the two to compete was definitely because Uncle Li saw the talent of Mu Ning.

Otherwise, Uncle Li would never give Mu Ning a chance.

Originally Wan Jin didn't take it seriously, but the young outer disciple he brought with him made two mistakes in a row. It was not certain that he would win with only medium-quality hemostatic pills.

How could he not be angry when he was sure of victory but now something unexpected happened?
If Uncle-Master Li had not been here, he would have long ago slapped this outer sect disciple named Mu Ning to death!

"What the hell! There's a cat on his head, and even the cat is a hybrid with mixed color!"

Wan Jin said coldly.

suddenly.

Su Mu's movements froze, and he couldn't help but look up at Wan Jin.

"What are you looking at? Am I wrong? A cat with this color, if not a hybrid, what is it?"

Wan Jin cursed.

Su Mu had a strange look on his face and silently gave Wan Jin a thumbs up.

Kind of!

In the world today, including Daxuan and Yaoting, I am afraid that you are the only one who dares to say such things.

real man!
Wan Jin was stunned by Su Mu's thumbs-up gesture, and for a moment he didn't know what Su Mu meant.

The calico cat that had been lying on Su Mu's head raised its eyelids, glanced at Wan Jin, and then closed its eyes silently.

In an instant, Wan Jin felt the hairs on his back stand up, and a feeling of life and death crisis surged into his heart.

But the feeling disappeared so quickly that he thought it was an illusion.

When he reacted and looked at Su Mu again.

Su Mu has turned back and continued to refine the hemostatic pill.

The calico cat above his head was still lazily sleeping on top of him.

Everything seemed as if nothing had happened, but Wan Jin always felt that something was wrong.

For a moment, he fell into deep thought and fell silent.

…………

A slight crackling sound echoed in the cave.

That is the sound of flames burning.

The sloppy old man had been sitting in front of his alchemy furnace with a look of deep thought on his face, and every once in a while he would throw one or two herbs into the furnace.

From beginning to end, he did not pay attention to the actions of Su Mu and the young outer disciple.

The two outer disciples were refining the lowest-end hemostatic pills, which was not worth his attention at all.

He only cares about the final result.

Wan Jin and Zhang Guojian watched from beginning to end. At the beginning, the two were still talking, but as time went on, they no longer had the energy to talk. They just stood not far away and watched Su Mu and the other man refining the pills.

The young outer disciple had already used up two chances, once he refined a medium-quality hemostatic pill, and once he failed.

This was his third and last chance, so he was very cautious and tried to make every step perfect.

As for Su Mu, his first hemostatic pill has not yet been refined.

Even though the outer disciple was extremely cautious, he was still much faster than him.

Wan Jin and Zhang Guojian also couldn't understand whether Su Mu was just a slow person or he was just a beginner and not familiar with the operation.

Anyway, Su Mu's slow movements made both of them anxious and angry.

If the alchemy furnace had not been operating normally, the two would have suspected that Su Mu had failed.

Gradually, it became dark.

A night pearl in the cave emitted a faint light, and combined with the light from the fire in the alchemy furnace, it illuminated the entire cave.

puff!
With a slight sound, the young outer sect disciple wiped the sweat from his forehead, opened the alchemy furnace, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

"Uncle Master, I have accomplished my mission and succeeded!"

The young man took out a round pill from the furnace with excitement.

“Premium quality!”

he shouted.

Although it is not perfect quality, high quality is also very rare.

Among the hemostatic pills produced daily by Shennong Baicao Sect, there may not be one high-quality one among ten thousand.

Generally speaking, the ability to refine high-quality elixirs is a skill that only inner disciples have.

As for perfect quality, that is something that can only be encountered by chance. Wan Jin never expected that this young outer disciple could refine a perfect quality hemostatic pill here. High-grade quality is enough!

"Ha ha!"

Wan Jin laughed, "Zhang Guojian, do you have anything else to say?"

Zhang Guojian's face fell and he couldn't utter a word.

If it was a mid-level hemostatic pill, Mu Ning still had hope of refining it, but high-level ones—

He couldn't even think about it.

Mu Ning might have some talent, but he had only been exposed to alchemy for a few days. How could he possibly make a high-quality hemostatic pill?
impossible!

He was completely desperate.

"Uncle Li, the results are out."

Wan Jin said loudly, "The boy I brought to you can refine a high-quality hemostatic pill with just a little effort."

"At such a young age, it's not bad to be able to practice alchemy to this level."

The sloppy old man raised his head, glanced at the pill in the young outer disciple's hand, nodded slightly, and spoke.

"Pity."

He glanced at Su Mu again and said slowly, "I will keep my word. Since you have refined a high-quality hemostatic pill, then-"

"Wait a minute."

suddenly.

Su Mu spoke.

Everyone was stunned and their eyes fell on Su Mu.

Wanjin's brows furrowed even more.

"Mu Ning, right? You are just an outer disciple, and you want to make trouble? Don't you see where you are?"

Wan Jin shouted, "Believe it or not, I can kill you right now with just one palm!"

Zhang Guo saw that his face was gloomy, but he did not say anything to stop him.

If Su Mu succeeds, then Su Mu will still have some value, and he will naturally speak up to protect Su Mu.

But now, a useless outer disciple is not worth his conflict with Wan Jin.

"Uncle Wan is wrong."

Su Mu looked calm and said slowly, "I'm not being unreasonable.

It was just agreed that whoever refines the higher quality pill will become Uncle Master Li's boy. My pills haven't even been made yet, how can you be sure that the quality of the pills I refine is not as good as this Junior Brother's?"

"Who are you calling Junior Brother? Are you worthy?"

The young outer disciple was furious and asked, "Can the quality of the hemostatic pill you made be higher than mine?
I think you haven't woken up yet.

Unless you can refine a hemostatic pill of perfect quality, is that possible?

Just you? "

He had a look of disdain on his face, and his tail was almost up in the air.

What you know is that he is going to become the boy of a sloppy old man, but if you don’t know, you might think he is going to take over as the leader of the Shennong Herb Sect.

Even when Su Mu became the commander of the Taiping Division, he was not as arrogant as him.

"We have to see if it works or not."

Su Mu said calmly.

He stood up and walked to his alchemy furnace, then raised his hand to open the lid of the furnace.

A thick white mist rose up, making the entire cave look like a fairyland.

A rich aroma of medicinal elixir instantly filled the cave.

The slovenly old man's expression stiffened slightly.

Wan Jin and Zhang Guojian's expressions also changed at the same time.

The two of them are true disciples of Shennong Baicao Sect. Regardless of their character, their alchemy skills are quite decent.

As experts in alchemy, how could they not smell the strange aroma of this elixir?

The two of them were able to realize this, not to mention the sloppy old man who was a great alchemist of the time.

He appeared in front of the alchemy furnace in a flash. He raised his hand and took out a round pill from the furnace where the high temperature had not yet dissipated.

Only the young outer disciple had a bewildered look on his face, not knowing what had happened.

"This is--"

The sloppy old man looked at the pill in his hand and his pupils suddenly contracted.

The pill was only the size of a finger, emitting a purple-gold light all over, and a rich medicinal fragrance emanated from it.

"Zhang Guojian, you cheated! This is not a hemostatic pill at all!"

Wan Jin whispered.

"If it's not a hemostatic pill, what is it?"

Zhang Guojian responded bluntly, "You saw the entire alchemy process. He made the hemostatic pill!"

The twenty-four herbs were all exactly the same, in the same order and at the same temperature, and they were all undoubtedly hemostatic pills.

"This is definitely not a hemostatic pill."

The slovenly old man said in a deep voice.

"no?"

Zhang Guojian's face changed, "Uncle Li, I never taught him to cheat..."

He hastily distanced himself from the matter.

The slovenly old man glanced at him with a meaningful look.

Wan Jin curled his lips in disdain.

“The quality of pills is divided into low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, and perfect.

People in the world only think that perfect quality is the limit of elixirs, but they don’t know that above perfect quality, there is another realm of elixir transformation.”

The slovenly old man said slowly, “The so-called elixir transformation realm is to bring the power of herbs to its extreme, causing the quality of the elixir to undergo a qualitative change.

All the medicinal properties of the elixir transformed from pill will be exerted to the extreme, and its effectiveness is far superior to that of elixir of perfect quality.

This pill has surpassed the effect of the hemostatic pill. I would like to call it the blood-recovering pill."

"Blood recovery pill?"

Wan Jin and Zhang Guojian both looked confused.

Although the two were true disciples of the Shennong Herb Sect, they were both latecomers and had never heard of the realm of Danbian.

“The hemostatic pill only has the most common effect of stopping bleeding, but this pill can not only stop bleeding, but also restore blood.

The medicinal power of the twenty-four kinds of herbs was not wasted at all, and was all integrated into this pill. One blood-recovering pill is worth as much as three hundred hemostatic pills."

Said the slovenly old man.

"Mu Ning, I am not mistaken, you are a true alchemy genius!"

The slovenly old man looked at Su Mu and said with fiery eyes, "From now on, you are my disciple."

When the sloppy old man said this, the other three people present were all stunned.

The young outer disciple turned pale and burst into tears.

"Why are you crying? It's embarrassing!"

Wan Jin scolded, picked up the young outer disciple and walked out. Uncle Li had accepted a disciple, which was a big deal. He didn't have time to deal with the young outer disciple. He had to hurry to find his aunt to discuss it.

"Uncle Li, I——"

Zhang Guojian saw a look of surprise on his face. He thought Mu Ning had already lost, but unexpectedly, there was a ray of hope!
Mu Ning unexpectedly caught the eye of Uncle Li and was directly accepted as a disciple.

As a recommender, isn't he——

"Since you didn't teach him, this matter has nothing to do with you. You can go away."

The slovenly old man waved his hand impatiently and said. (End of this chapter)