A Child Wielding a Heavy Sword

After handing in the three Spirit Snow Pills from the first batch, Chen Fei received new spirit herbs.

After the routine inspection of the spirit herbs revealed no problems, Chen Fei began considering how to refine five Spirit Snow Pills in a single batch without affecting their medicinal efficacy, thereby meeting the task requirements.

All manner of inspirations kept surfacing in his mind, only to be rejected one by one by Chen Fei. It was not until a full incense stick of time had passed that Chen Fei finally settled on a refining method.

Only because Chen Fei had now raised his proficiency in refining Spirit Snow Pills to Great Perfection, understanding every detail and every shift in medicinal properties like the back of his hand, did he possess the ability to alter the output of a pill batch in this manner.

For any other alchemist, the number of pills produced from a batch depended entirely on the state of the refinement. It was not something they could decide at will. Wanting however many pills they pleased was simply wishful thinking.

He lit the fire and set up the furnace. The vigorous flames illuminated Chen Fei's face. Once the pill furnace reached a suitable temperature, Chen Fei added the spirit herbs into it one by one.

Chen Fei focused all his Spiritual Power within the pill furnace, observing and adjusting every minute change in the medicinal properties inside.

When Chen Fei had refined pills before, he had not needed to exert himself so completely. Much of the time, he reacted instinctively when adjusting conflicts between medicinal properties, without expending much mental effort.

That was precisely why Chen Fei could refine so many pills in a single day. Otherwise, if he had been as cautious as other alchemists with every batch,