"Sizzle."
The medicinal herbs were constantly scorched in the flames, emitting a "sizzle" sound.
Time passed, and the herbs inside the cauldron began to melt gradually.
"Drip, drip, drip,"
he placed the melted liquid aside, and then Lin Feng added another herb to the cauldron, beginning the refining process.
Perhaps because he wasn't yet proficient in refining fourth-grade pills, he didn't add all the herbs to the cauldron at once as usual, but refined them one by one.
"Indeed, even with my powerful soul force, it's still safer to refine newly acquired pills step by step."
After a pause, Lin Feng thought to himself, "It seems that to reach the point where I can refine all the herbs at once, I still need to practice more."
If other alchemists knew Lin Feng's thoughts, they would definitely curse him as a beast, and then doubt whether he had learned genuine alchemy techniques.
It should be known that although high-level alchemists can easily refine low-level pills, they still follow a step-by-step process.
Not to mention someone like Lin Feng, who has only recently advanced in his cultivation and is already aiming for such an extremely difficult refining process.
"It seems you're already quite proficient in refining low-to-mid-grade fourth-rank pills," Fa Ma remarked, observing Lin Feng's calm expression.
"However, if you were to increase the flame while roasting this fourth-tier fire-attribute magic core, adding a slight amount of wood-attribute battle qi would make it even more stable."
Indeed, this wasn't the first time Lin Feng had refined fourth-rank pills since becoming a fourth-rank alchemist.
With Fa Ma's support, Lin Feng hadn't started with fourth-rank pills in the past few days, but instead practiced all the pill formulas the Alchemist Guild didn't yet possess, starting from the lowest to the highest grade.
Although it took three days, Lin Feng had refined all the pill formulas the guild didn't yet have.
The results were extremely noticeable; his pharmacological and practical abilities had been greatly enhanced.
This manifested in his ability to refine even fourth-grade pills with ease, after only a brief study, and with an exceptionally high success rate.
According to Fa Ma, this was due to his exceptionally strong soul power, allowing him to clearly observe every change during the burning process of the medicinal herbs and correct it in time.
Therefore, he could achieve a 40% success rate with a single attempt.
While this might not sound high, even Fa Ma himself, despite years of dedicated study of fifth-grade pills due to his inability to advance to the sixth grade,
only achieved a maximum success rate of 30% when refining a completely unfamiliar fifth-grade pill for the first time. This underscores the astonishing talent of Lin Feng.
Although Fa Ma had gradually become numb after three days of relentless refinement, he was still astonished.
What puzzled Fa Ma most was Lin Feng's ability to refine continuously, considering that the soul power consumed in pill refining is extremely difficult to replenish.
Faced with Fa Ma's question, Lin Feng simply smiled and said that it was a sect secret, not to be passed on without his teacher's permission. Fama
could only watch with envy, but there was nothing he could do.
However, Fama turned his head and thought, "Such a prodigy, it's only thanks to his courage that he was able to accept him. Indeed, my judgment is as sharp as ever."
Lin Feng, standing to the side, ignored the old man's monologue, even though he knew of his kindness after spending a few days with him.
However, he still felt somewhat uncomfortable with an old man who always had squinty eyes.
Focusing his attention on the refining of the pill, the fourth-grade Heavenly Qi Pill, he was now in its final stage.
Lin Feng's hand seals began to change. Indeed, in the past three days, Fa Ma had imparted all his alchemy skills to Lin Feng, which was why he now respected Fa Ma.
His soul power was tightly focused on the changes in the energy cluster within the cauldron; Lin Feng dared not be careless. After all,
although his success rate was high, it also meant there was a possibility of failure, especially since this was his first time refining a pill.
The familiar fragrance reappeared, something Lin Feng and Fa Ma were already used to. However, this time there was a slight difference.
In their observation, the fragrance seemed to be becoming clearer.
"Thump thump thump,"
after a series of vibrations, Lin Feng reached out, and the pill instantly appeared in his palm.
"Unfortunately, although there are pill patterns, there's no colored fragrance." After observing for a while, Lin Feng said regretfully, then tossed the pill to Fa Ma beside him.
"You brat, be careful, this was made with the guild's herbs." Fa Ma's lips twitched slightly at Lin Feng's rough handling. Hearing
Lin Feng's words, he could no longer suppress the ten thousand horses of fighting spirit in his heart,
"Lin Feng, do you know how long it takes for an ordinary alchemist to advance from the fourth rank to your level?" Fa Ma couldn't help but feel envious and bitter.
"Some alchemists only advance to the fourth rank in their entire lives, even someone as talented as me back then..."
"Oh, how long did it take you back then, Pharaoh?" Lin Feng became a little interested when Fa Ma himself was mentioned, and pricked up his ears to ask.
"Ahem, someone like me with a bit of talent, well, although not as good as you, it's only been half a month." Seeing Lin Feng, who had been ignoring him, suddenly blurt out this, Fama almost choked. He quickly forced a response.
"Oh! Pharaoh is quite something!!!"
Seeing the smile in Lin Feng's eyes, Fama couldn't help but blush, then hurriedly changed the subject.
"Lin Feng, are you really going to refine a top-grade fourth-rank pill—the Three-Pattern Azure Spirit Pill?" Fa Ma's expression turned serious. "Why not take some more time to refine it? I believe you'll have a better grasp of refining this top-grade fourth-rank pill then."
"Pharaoh, after these three days of refining, I've become proficient in refining fourth-rank pills," Lin Feng paused, his expression serious. "I've also completely mastered the three newly refined sixth-order beast fires. I believe I'll succeed."
"Very well, since you're so confident, it's just a few sets of fourth-rank medicinal herbs. It's nothing to the guild." Fa Ma waved his hand, extremely curious about whether Lin Feng could refine a top-grade fourth-rank pill—the Three-Pattern Azure Spirit Pill.
If he really succeeded, wouldn't he be only one step away from fifth-rank?
Because for alchemists, Lin Feng had already satisfied the most difficult aspect to improve: soul power. The remaining pill formulas and medicinal herbs were a piece of cake for the Alchemist Guild.
"If he really succeeds in refining it, he might surpass me very soon!"
(End of Chapter)