Battle Through the Heavens: Signing In for a Ninth-Grade Mystic Pill at the Start
Chapter 16

Could I Be a Born Alchemy Genius? (Please Add This to Your Favorites, and Send Me Your Votes!)

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"Spirit Ascension Grass successfully refined!"

"Stone Marrow Liquid successfully refined!"

"Hundred-Year Red Ginseng successfully refined!"

However, thanks to his Ling Clan bloodline, Ling Xi had an exceptional talent for controlling soul power.

The ingredients had refined so smoothly that even Ling Xi himself was surprised.

"Why is this Third-tier Water Attribute Magic Core so difficult to refine?"

Watching the Water Attribute Magic Core stubbornly resist inside the Crimson Sun Fire, Ling Xi began to feel a little anxious.

The temperature of the Crimson Sun Fire quietly rose along with his impatience.

Bang!

Just then, the Third-tier Water Attribute Magic Core inside the Crimson Sun Fire gave a soft pop, then turned to a pile of black ash amid the flames.

The other ingredients in the cauldron, which had already been refined, were caught in the blast as well and consumed by the flames.

"Teacher, I..."

Ling Xi opened his eyes and parted his lips, but fell silent.

"You got impatient."

Ling You's face showed no emotion.

"Water and fire have always been incompatible. When refining Water Attribute ingredients, you must never rush."

"Impatience is the greatest taboo for an Alchemist!"

Ling Xi let out a breath, nodded firmly, then closed his eyes again and began refining the ingredients anew.

"Is Xi'er really a First-grade Bloodline?"

As Ling Xi closed his eyes, Ling You furrowed his brows.

"Our clan members are born with a strong talent for controlling soul power, but Xi'er's talent is nothing like that of a Descendant Citizen with a First-grade Bloodline."

Though he had already decided to stop investigating, people were naturally curious.

The many strange things about Ling Xi were simply beyond Ling You's understanding.

Just as Ling You's thoughts began to wander, another muffled sound came from Ling Xi's cauldron.

"There was nothing wrong with your refining this time, but you didn't properly suppress the medicinal power during the fusion. That caused the essences of the various ingredients to repel one another."

Ling You quickly came to his senses and gave him guidance.

For a beginner who had never made a pill before, refining a Third-grade Pill was indeed extremely difficult.

But after two failed attempts, Ling Xi had become increasingly skilled at controlling the Crimson Sun Fire and his soul power.

"Condense!"

Ling Xi changed the hand seal, and dozens of balls of refined ingredient essence suddenly gathered together under the control of his soul power.

Fine strands of soul power seeped into every part of the mass, leaving not even the tiniest spot untouched.

As the Crimson Sun Fire tempered it, the mass of essence, originally about the size of an adult's head, gradually shrank and condensed.

"Not bad. Looks like you've got it."

Ling You's nostrils twitched slightly as he murmured.

"Pill, form!"

The next moment, a blue pill flew out of the cauldron and landed securely in Ling Xi's hand.

"Teacher, I did it! I really made a Third-grade Pill!"

"Could I be the legendary alchemy genius?"

Ling Xi held the pill, still hot to the touch, and couldn't quite believe it.

"Don't get carried away. Anyone would think you'd made a Ninth-grade Pill."

Ling You reined in his smile and reached out with an exasperated look.

"Just because you made something round doesn't mean you've made a pill... Give me what you made so I can take a look."

"Yes, Teacher!"

Ling Xi hurriedly handed the Dou Sheng Pill to Ling You.

Ling You took the pill and carefully inspected it, feeling the warmth still lingering on its surface.

The blue pill was about the size of a thumb and perfectly round. A faint medicinal fragrance even wafted from it.

"Not bad. This pill is quite high quality..."

Suppressing his surprise, Ling You spoke slowly.

"But you failed twice before making a Dou Sheng Pill. Your failure rate is still too high."

Even Ling You himself felt a little embarrassed saying that.

Back when he was learning Alchemy Skill, he had failed far more often than Ling Xi.

And the pills he had eventually produced had been nowhere near as good as the one Ling Xi had just made.

It would be no exaggeration to call Ling Xi an alchemy genius.

"Teacher, this was my first time making a pill, and it was a Third-grade Pill at that!"

Ling Xi said, eyes wide.

"You're this happy over one Third-grade Pill?"

Ling You scolded him sternly.

"If you get complacent like this, you'll never make it far on the path of an Alchemist!"

"Yes, Teacher."

Ling Xi's expression changed, and he immediately sobered up.

"I got carried away."

Only then did Ling You nod in satisfaction.

"Take it and consume it. This pill can raise your strength to the level of a Five-star Dou Practitioner."

"I understand, Teacher!"

Ling Xi took the pill, his face lighting up with delight.

Time slipped by like flowing sand, always passing people by without a sound.

Before long, the Ling Realm had gone from crisp autumn weather to a season bursting with greenery.

Of course, none of this had much to do with Ling Xi.

For more than half a year, Ling Xi had stayed by Ling You's side, learning Alchemy Skill.

Ling You truly lived up to his reputation as an eighth-grade Alchemist. His teachings on pill refining were profound.

Ling Xi had benefited especially from the little tricks used in the pill-making process.

But the greatest benefit of all was the astonishing variety of pill recipes. Some pills could not be made just yet, given the ingredients available and Ling Xi's level of strength.

Still, those recipes were Ling Xi's biggest gain over the past half year.

Ling You was naturally very pleased with Ling Xi as well.

Ling Xi's talent far exceeded his expectations, making him easy to teach.

They were once again in Ling You's room, with its walls lined with bookshelves. The dim surroundings were quiet.

On a cushion sat a handsome young man with his eyes closed and his hands forming a seal.

With each breath, he drew the surrounding energy of heaven and earth into his body, creating a hazy mist around him.

"Nine-star Peak?"

A moment later, Ling Xi opened his eyes, and a flash of light passed through them.

"I've spent most of the past half year focused on making pills, so my cultivation has slowed down."

Ling Xi shook his head, dissatisfied.

"Your foundation is exceptionally solid. Your rate of progress would make countless people envious, yet you're still not satisfied."

Ling You's voice suddenly sounded behind Ling Xi, making him jolt.

"Teacher, could you stop appearing out of nowhere?"

Ling Xi turned and shot Ling You an annoyed look.

"You know people can die of fright!"

"I came to see you because I had something to tell you."

Ling You smiled awkwardly, then grew serious.

"That fellow Ling Yang said someone from the clan has arrived, and they've even arranged a disciple for me."

As Ling You said this, a cold smile appeared on his face.

"Damn it, I'm not even dead yet, and some people are already rushing to steal the fruits of my labor!"

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