Bang!
With no surprise whatsoever, Cui Ling Shuang failed her pill refinement.
Seeing Chen Changsheng calmly continuing to add medicinal herbs into the pill furnace, Cui Ling Shuang gritted her silver teeth and resumed refining pills.
The time it took to drink a cup of tea passed. Chen Changsheng had already finished adding his medicinal herbs, while Cui Ling Shuang had failed three times in a row.
Those three consecutive failures had exhausted some of Cui Ling Shuang's medicinal herbs.
"This isn't reasonable. I never prepared the medicinal herbs for this pill formula. How could I possibly succeed in refining it?"
Unable to refine pills, Cui Ling Shuang began finding excuses for herself. Chen Changsheng, meanwhile, extinguished the furnace flames and removed a Seventh-Grade Pill from within.
"You indeed did not prepare the corresponding medicinal herbs, but neither did I. So why was I able to succeed?"
"Those who fail often make excuses for themselves. Those who succeed find ways for themselves."
"Pill refinement is a complex and tedious matter. Not only must you balance the medicinal properties of various medicinal herbs, you must also deal with many conflicts not recorded in the pill formula."
"For instance, the flames you use, the pill furnace, and the subtle changes in medicinal properties among medicinal herbs from different places of origin."
"With so many factors combined, no one can provide a standard answer."
"The only solution is to rely on your experience and talent to resolve them."
As he spoke, Chen Changsheng handed the pill in his hand to Cui Ling Shuang.
"The two pills we just refined were cold-attribute, while both our pill furnaces are fire-attribute."
"Using a fire-attribute pill furnace to refine cold-attribute pills will inevitably create conflicts."
"Besides that, the medicinal herbs we used did not completely follow the