Inside the alchemy room, time passed second by second.
Gu Ding calmly added one medicinal ingredient after another. Whenever they encountered something they did not understand, the elders would ask questions, and Gu Ding would provide detailed answers. The entire process was like a teacher instructing disciples in alchemy.
As the pill refinement continued, the five elders grew increasingly impressed by Gu Ding. His explanations were not exaggerated nonsense; he truly possessed profound knowledge and skill.
The first batch of pills gradually neared completion amid the constant questions and answers. At this point, the five elders finally quieted down. In truth, they did not hold much hope for this batch. The five of them had interrupted Gu Ding too many times, and he had been multitasking throughout the entire refinement process. It would have been strange if the refinement succeeded.
Sealing the furnace was a critical step. On one hand, the pills had to be allowed to form naturally, and the heat could not be too high, or the pills would explode. But the heat could not be too low either, or the pills would not form properly. The timing of removing the pills from the furnace was also crucial. If they came out too early and encountered the outside air prematurely, uneven temperatures could cause the pills to explode. If they came out too late, their medicinal potency would dissipate excessively, greatly reducing their efficacy.
Yet during this final stage of sealing the furnace, Gu Ding did something incomprehensible. Not only did he not reduce the flames, he actually increased their output.
Under normal circumstances, one either reduced the flames during the sealing stage or extinguished them entirely, allowing the pills to complete their final formation. No one had ever seen someone add more fire at the very last