Rebirth of Jinxuan

Tan Tongen pointed to the ancient-looking medicine cauldron in front of him, and his eloquent explanation came to an abrupt halt, his expression strange.

"This...this medicine cauldron looks so familiar?" He muttered to himself, circling the cauldron twice, reaching out to touch the cool patterns on its surface, then suddenly slapped his thigh. "I remember now! Isn't this Master Zhu Fu's personal medicine cauldron? Why is it placed here for a newcomer to use?"

Lu Yuhang was unfazed by Tan Tongen's surprise. He glanced intently at the dazzling array of spiritual herbs displayed to the side, and with a wave of his hand, said, "I want to refine a nourishing pill." He skillfully selected the necessary spiritual herbs, choosing each one precisely, without missing a single one, leaving Tan Tongen stunned.

"Junior brother, you...you studied alchemy before?"

Lu Yuhang paused in his picking through the medicinal herbs, then shook his head and said in a childish voice, "No, I just... I knew by reading a book." He carried a pile of medicinal herbs to the medicine cauldron and began preparing in a serious manner.

Upon seeing this, the surrounding new disciples began to discuss among themselves.

"Who is this kid? He's so arrogant, daring to challenge the Nourishing Pill!" "That's right, I don't think he can even recognize all the medicinal herbs. He's probably just here to cause trouble!" A disciple with a pointed mouth and monkey-like face said sarcastically, "Could he be some elder's illegitimate son, just here to go through the motions and get a ranking?" Qian Feng stood aside, gave the disciple a cold glance, and didn't say anything.

"Can he really do it?" Tan Tongen looked at Lu Yuhang's small figure, feeling a little apprehensive.

Master Zhu Fu's medicine cauldron is not something anyone can handle. It has a strange temper and can explode if you're not careful. If it hurts my junior brother...

Lu Yuhang placed the medicinal herbs into the cauldron one by one, his little face serious, completely ignoring the doubts around him.

He took a deep breath, and with a gentle wave of his small hand, a wisp of pale blue flame shot into the cauldron...

“Just watch,” he suddenly looked up and said to Tan Tong'en, “This time, I will not fail.” Hearing this, the surrounding disciples all glared at the weasel-faced disciple…

Pale blue flames danced beneath the ancient medicine cauldron, light and agile like elves, yet carrying an undeniable air of dominance.

On a distant rooftop, a woman dressed in a green robe was observing the scene with great interest; it was Zhu Fu.

Her slender fingertips tapped lightly on the tile, a hint of curiosity flashing in her eyes: "This kid, he actually managed to ignite the flame of my 'Frosty Moon Cauldron,' quite interesting..."

The gong that signaled the start of the competition sounded, and the square immediately fell silent.

However, Lu Yuhang's next move surprised everyone.

He pulled a tinderbox from his pocket, blew on it with a "poof," and then shakily held it up to light the firewood under the medicine cauldron.

A burst of laughter immediately erupted from the surrounding area.

"Haha, is this kid trying to be funny? Using a tinderbox to start a fire? That's so lame!" "Yeah, does he think he's cooking at home?" The weasel-faced disciple laughed so hard he almost fell over, pointing at Lu Yuhang and saying, "This isn't medicine making, it's clearly playing with fire!"

Seeing this, Tan Tongen couldn't help but sigh and rub his forehead.

The medicine cauldron is too tall for Lu Yuhang to reach. If he tries to light it like this, won't he burn himself?

He was about to step forward and lift Lu Yuhang down when he saw Qian Feng leap onto the platform and place a thick stone slab under the medicine cauldron.

Lu Yuhang was then able to successfully light the firewood.

Flames rose, illuminating Lu Yuhang's young face.

He remained focused, completely ignoring the jeers around him.

With a wave of his small hand, the leaping flames obediently entered the medicine cauldron and began to burn the spiritual herbs inside.

Lu Yuhang then took out a small carving knife from his sleeve and began carving on the bottom of the medicine cauldron.

As the carving knife moved, the height of the medicine cauldron gradually decreased, eventually settling at a height suitable for Lu Yuhang to operate.

He nodded in satisfaction before climbing onto the stone platform Qian Feng had prepared for him and sitting down in front of the medicine cauldron.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for Lu Yuhang's next move.

However, he remained motionless for a long time, simply sitting there quietly, as if lost in thought...

“This…” Tan Tongen couldn’t help but speak, but he didn’t know what to say.

Qian Feng looked at Lu Yuhang, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes: "What... happened to him?"

Tan Tongen looked at Lu Yuhang, who was standing motionless, and then at Qian Feng, who was looking nervously to the side. He couldn't help but tease him, "Qian Feng, you've finally met your match! You're usually so arrogant and look down on everyone, but now you're being left out here. How does that feel?" Qian Feng glared at him and said irritably, "If you're worried, go ask him yourself! Don't just stand here making sarcastic remarks!"

In the square, the other new disciples who participated in the competition had already begun refining spiritual medicines.

Flames of various colors danced beneath the cauldron, sizzling sounds emanating from within, and the aroma of medicine filled the air.

Some disciples had already begun to condense their inner cores, their faces beaming with confident smiles; others, on the other hand, had solemn expressions, with fine beads of sweat on their foreheads.

Time passed second by second, but Lu Yuhang still did not make a move.

The crowd gradually lost patience and began to whisper among themselves.

"Is this kid any good? Is he asleep?" "I think he's just pretending; he doesn't know how to refine medicine at all!" The weasel-faced disciple mocked loudly, "I bet he can't even light a fire, let alone refine pills. He should go home and nurse!"

Qian Feng's face grew increasingly grim; he clenched his fists, his heart filled with anxiety.

Is it...

Did he really misjudge the situation?

This kid actually doesn't know how to make medicine at all?

Just when everyone was about to lose patience, Lu Yuhang finally made a move.

He slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath...

"It's about to begin," Qian Feng whispered.

The moment Lu Yuhang slowly opened his eyes, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and an invisible wave rippled outwards from him.

The originally calm spiritual energy of heaven and earth, as if summoned by some force, became restless and surged toward his location.

With a slight lift of his small hand, the carefully selected medicinal herbs broke free from the jade plate and floated up slowly, as if they had come to life. Then, like agile fish, they eagerly darted into the ancient medicine cauldron.

This scene shocked everyone present.

"What...what's going on?" someone couldn't help but exclaim.

"He...he can actually make the elixir fly in by itself?"

Just as Tan Tongen was about to speak, Qian Feng quickly covered his mouth.

"Shh! Don't talk, watch carefully!" Qian Feng stared intently at Lu Yuhang, afraid of missing any detail.

The new disciples in the square were in an uproar, with various discussions rising and falling.

"Who exactly is this kid?"

"This method of alchemy...I've never heard of it before!"

"Could it be... that he really is a disciple of some reclusive master?"

Even the disciples who had already started refining pills were attracted by Lu Yuhang's actions, and they all stopped what they were doing and looked in his direction.

They, who were originally full of confidence, now had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

After Lu Yuhang put all the spiritual herbs into the cauldron, there was no explosion or other accident as everyone had expected.

On the contrary, the spiritual energy around the cauldron gathered more and more, forming a visible vortex that surged wildly into the cauldron.

A powerful energy gathered inside the cauldron, and a faint golden light appeared on the surface of the cauldron.

Because the lid of the cauldron was tightly closed, no one could see what was inside. They could only sense an increasingly strong medicinal fragrance slowly emanating from the cauldron.

"What... what kind of pill is this?" Someone couldn't help but swallow hard, their eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation.

Qian Feng looked at Lu Yuhang, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes, and murmured to himself, "It seems... I wasn't wrong about him after all..."

Tan Tongen forcefully pried Qian Feng's hand off his mouth, took a deep breath, and said, "Qian Feng, tell me honestly, who exactly is this kid?"