Inside were more than a dozen batches of medicinal ingredients, sorted into categories—the very Spirit Medicine he had requested yesterday for refining Bone-Forging Pills.
He quickly checked them over. Ironbone Grass, Crimsonblood Vine, Bone Tempering Flower, and the other primary and auxiliary ingredients were all present, and their quality met the requirements.
"No problem."
Qin Yan nodded and signed his name on the receipt the soldier handed over.
The soldier put away the receipt, saluted, and took his leave.
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Carrying the Spirit Medicine, Qin Yan returned to the alchemy room.
"According to military standards, I need to complete the refinement of at least 150 qualified Second Grade pills every ten days."
Qin Yan recalled the regulations written in the handbook.
For an ordinary Second Grade Alchemist, such a workload might require their utmost effort. They might even feel immense pressure due to pill completion rates or quality issues.
But for Qin Yan...
He sensed the incomparably clear and thorough refining process for the Bone-Forging Pill in his mind, along with the instinctive grasp of every detail.
A relaxed smile unconsciously appeared at the corners of his lips.
The terrifying aspect of the Alchemy Path inheritance gained through adding points to the panel lay in "perfect mastery."
That meant that as long as the materials were complete, the pill furnace functioned properly, and the earthfire remained stable, his success rate in refining Bone-Forging Pills was theoretically one hundred percent!
Moreover, every batch would produce the full yield of ten pills!
And every single one would be of superior quality!
Even many experienced Third Grade Alchemists who had immersed themselves in the Alchemy Path for years might not be able to guarantee such stable, efficient results in