An hour later, Elder Wu looked at the pill furnace.
Inside lay white pills giving off a pale fluorescent glow, and his face was filled with shock.
Wang Ping's technique for refining Spirit Origin Pills was far too practiced. The entire process had flowed as smoothly as silk, making Elder Wu suspect that what he was refining was not a Spirit Origin Pill at all, but a First Grade Pill.
Yet the Fourth Grade Pill, the Spirit Origin Pill, sat before his eyes, its fragrance assailing his nostrils as it emitted a white glow. This proved that Wang Ping had indeed refined a Fourth Grade Pill—a Spirit Origin Pill—and its quality looked quite good, at the very least a Superior Spirit Origin Pill.
"The key to refining Fourth Grade Pills lies in fire control." Wang Ping looked at Elder Wu and instructed him, "There cannot be the slightest mistake in the heat. Otherwise, the quality will decline; if it is serious, you may even produce a useless pill."
"Of course I know the importance of heat control." Elder Wu smiled bitterly. "However, the changes in heat required for Fourth Grade Pills are too complex for ordinary people to master. Even with Senior's repeated guidance earlier, I still have not fully grasped it."
"It can be considered complex. But its difficulty cannot compare to that of Fifth Grade Pills." Wang Ping shook his head. "If becoming a Fourth Grade Alchemist chiefly requires meticulous control over heat, then a Fifth Grade Alchemist must not only achieve perfect control over heat—the more important factor is cultivation. Without reaching the Transcendent Realm, one can never enter the Fifth Grade in one's lifetime."
"Yes." Elder Wu nodded. With longing in his eyes and deep regret in his voice, he said, "Unfortunately, let alone Fifth Grade