Alchemy

Green Mountain Town, Maple Leaf Tower, Alchemy Department.

Originally a place for exchanging alchemy experience, it was usually filled with noise and bustle, even if only ungraded potions were being discussed.

Yet at this moment, the entire hall was so quiet that everyone's breathing seemed audible. At the center of the hall, a handsome young man in white was smoothly refining a First-grade pill—the Blood Coagulating Pill.

Blood Coagulating Pill: a First-grade pill true to its name, capable of stopping bleeding and quickly healing bleeding wounds anywhere on the body except the major arteries. It was therefore easy to refine and commonly used, making it one of the essential first choices for most novice alchemists.

At the center of the hall, Lin Feng refined at an extremely slow pace, pausing from time to time to explain some common difficult points.

For someone on the verge of breaking through to Fourth Grade, refining a First-grade pill was already effortless.

As for why he was refining First-grade pills in the main hall, it was naturally to raise the standards of Maple Leaf Tower's Alchemy Department. He had already decided to leave Green Mountain Town and head for the Jia Ma Imperial Capital in search of a higher-level alchemy inheritance.

Before that, he naturally needed to leave Maple Leaf Tower with a certain foundation. Alchemy was only part of it; he also needed to leave enough pills for the Exchange Tower.

As batches of pills emerged from the cauldrons, Lin Feng selected several veteran physicians who ranked among the best in their progress, had them begin refining, and pointed out their mistakes.

People failed from time to time, but fortunately, under Lin Feng's control, no Exploding Cauldron incidents occurred.

After all, in order to establish the Alchemy Department, Lin Feng had paid out of his own pocket and spent a fortune to buy three three-mouth Medicine Cauldrons. He could not let this bunch wreck them.

As time passed, someone finally refined a qualified Blood Coagulating Pill.

Lin Feng waved his hand, telling the few white-haired doctors—no, First-grade Alchemists—whose faces were full of excitement to step aside and recover.

Taking advantage of the lingering warmth of the Medicine Cauldron, Lin Feng took out several sets of ingredients from his Storage Ring for refining a Second-grade pill—the Fighter Pill.

Since this was not for teaching, Lin Feng did not deliberately slow down.

"Bang..." A cluster of flame rose from Lin Feng's palm and entered the Medicine Cauldron through its opening.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..." Four sounds of flames burning rang out in the hall. Flames blazed within a three-mouth Medicine Cauldron and Lin Feng's five-mouth Medicine Cauldron.

"Wh-what... four cauldrons at once..." A middle-aged physician cried out, staring fixedly at the four Medicine Cauldrons in the hall in utter disbelief.

An elderly physician beside him swiftly covered his mouth, but the old man's excited expression revealed his own shock as well.

To them, being able to refine First-grade pills was already an astonishing achievement, much less Second-grade pills.

If not for Lin Feng's generosity, these physicians from Green Mountain Town would likely never have become noble alchemists in their entire lives.

Thus, they were filled with reverence for Lin Feng and regarded him as the faith of their lives.

But now, seeing him refine Second-grade pills—and refine them in four cauldrons simultaneously—they still could not believe it. They stood dumbfounded before finally being filled with deep admiration.

Their eyes remained fixed on Lin Feng's movements, and they did not dare utter another word. They also hoped to learn even the slightest thing from his actions, for it would benefit them for the rest of their lives.

In the hall, Lin Feng refined pills in four cauldrons at once without showing the slightest fatigue.

Clearly, refining Second-grade pills was already highly familiar to him, let alone the Fighter Pill he had created himself.

As time passed, the medicinal liquid within the cauldrons steadily condensed until it reached a certain point.

Lin Feng's hand seals suddenly changed. A powerful wave of Soul Force surged from his body, split into four streams, and entered the four Medicine Cauldrons.

"Now, condense!" Lin Feng's tightly shut eyes suddenly opened, and he shouted. (What alchemist keeps his eyes open while refining? He was definitely a low-level alchemist, hehe.)

"Dong, dong, dong, dong..." Four consecutive energy collisions rang out.

"It... it worked?" A physician stared at the fluctuations in the hall, looking dazed.

Lin Feng slapped his palm across them one by one. Four pills covered in patterns shot out from the four Medicine Cauldrons.

At that sight, the surrounding physicians were rendered speechless. They sharply inhaled several breaths of cold air and exclaimed, "Terrifying indeed!"

After storing the four Fighter Pills in his Storage Ring, Lin Feng did not stop. He continued taking out four sets of ingredients from his Storage Ring. Taking this opportunity, he intended to refine all of Maple Leaf Tower's medicinal ingredients into pills.

On one hand, he did not know how long he would be gone this time, so he had to leave enough pills for the Exchange Tower to maintain its operations. On the other hand, Lin Feng was about to head to the center of the Jia Ma Empire—the Jia Ma Imperial Capital. If he had enough pills to pave the way, things might become much easier.

"Dong, dong, dong..."

As time passed, pills continuously condensed within the four Medicine Cauldrons. The spectators gradually became numb, as if they had grown accustomed to the endless stream of pills emerging from the cauldrons.

Watching Lin Feng continuously refine pills, everyone was dumbfounded. By ordinary reasoning, even if an alchemist possessed exceptionally abundant Dou Qi, he still could not refine so many pills in a single session.

For an alchemist, it was not merely a matter of possessing Dou Qi of the corresponding level. Alchemy consumed even more Soul Force.

Therefore, even if their Dou Qi remained abundant, alchemists would often be greatly exhausted after completing a refinement.

Lin Feng had once been puzzled by this as well, until one time when he circulated his cultivation art. As the art circulated and Five Elements Dou Qi surged through him, Lin Feng's Soul Force actually experienced a faint, nearly imperceptible increase.

After sensing it repeatedly, Lin Feng could no longer suppress the wild joy on his face and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! I never expected that when the Five Elements Art circulated, it would absorb the Spiritual Energy within the unseen world. It greatly increased the spirituality of my soul and even drove a subtle growth in my Soul Force."

No wonder Lin Feng was so excited. The Five Elements Art absorbing Spiritual Energy while it circulated meant that the threshold blocking his soul from reaching the Spirit Realm no longer existed.

One had to know that soul realms were divided into four stages: Mortal, Spirit, Heaven, and Emperor.

An ordinary person's soul realm could reach no higher than the Mortal Realm. For alchemists, the Mortal Realm could at most allow them to refine Seventh-grade Pills.

For a genius like Lin Feng, Eighth Grade, or even Ninth Grade, was the true goal.

The Spirit Realm was the threshold between Seventh Grade and Eighth Grade. Without entering Eighth Grade, one could not truly be called a grandmaster in this world.

But now, the threshold to the Spirit Realm no longer existed. The gates of Eighth Grade had opened to Lin Feng. No wonder he was so overjoyed.

"Dong, dong, dong..."

Tremors sounded from within the Medicine Cauldrons from time to time as pills continuously emerged. By now, Lin Feng was no longer refining multiple cauldrons at once.

His expression was solemn. Refining a Third-grade pill was not so easy even for Lin Feng, and he did not dare relax in the slightest.

Suddenly, Lin Feng opened his tightly shut eyes, and a sharp gleam shot from them.

"Third Grade peak pill—Da Dou Shi, condense!"