Several pills lay quietly inside the medicine cauldron, radiating wisps of warmth that announced they had just been refined.
Even after seeing the pills appear with her own eyes, Xiao Yi Xian still found it hard to believe.
All this time, she had studied the relationships between medicinal ingredients and adjusted their proportions, making medicinal powders with healing properties. That was why people called her a "physician."
But what Xiao Yi Xian truly wanted was to see medicinal ingredients transformed into pills, not powders wrapped in paper.
"Xiao Yu, hurry, take a look and see if they meet the requirements."
Xiao Yi Xian nudged Xiao Yu's arm, urging him on anxiously.
Although the pills were right there before her, she was still worried they might be all show and have none of a pill's effects.
Xiao Yu picked one up and examined it carefully. "They meet the requirements. This is a pill!"
Perhaps Xiao Yi Xian had relied on his experience to extract the medicinal liquid with forceful methods, then blend the liquids together.
The medicinal effects contained in this pill might only reach thirty percent of those in one refined by Xiao Yu.
But one had to remember that Xiao Yi Xian had no aptitude for becoming an alchemist.
What did this prove?
His idea had been right. As long as he conducted repeated tests and mastered the heat and timing through practice, he could absolutely set up an assembly line for pill production!
Why did alchemists enjoy such an exalted status?
For one thing, they could refine pills with all sorts of special effects. For another, pill refinement was difficult, and not just anyone could obtain pills. If someone wanted one in advance, they had to satisfy the alchemist.
But now, Xiao Yu could mass-produce pills. They would