Su Ye had the idea, but he did not immediately start refining a high-difficulty medicinal pill like the Nirvana Creation Pill.
In the end, his theoretical knowledge was fairly abundant, but as for practical experience... it was basically zero.
The immortal herbs were limited in number. He did not dare use such things for casual practice, so it was better to start on easy mode.
With all the necessary equipment prepared by Dugu Bo, Su Ye did not waste any more time and immediately began refining pills.
The first pill he refined was one of the more basic medicinal pills recorded in the True Explanation of Pills—the Soul Returning Pill.
Do not misunderstand. It was not the kind of Soul Returning Pill that snatched people back from the King of Hell, but merely a pill used to restore Soul Power.
Although it was only a basic medicinal pill, its effects were still not to be underestimated. In terms of restorative ability alone, it surpassed the Dragon Ganoderma Leaf.
Perhaps it was because he had lived two lives and possessed strong spiritual power, or perhaps he truly had talent in this field.
After failing only twice, Su Ye successfully refined his first batch of pills.
Dugu Bo watched the entire process and clicked his tongue in amazement.
He could refine some medicinal pills as well, but after watching Su Ye's process, he was honestly too embarrassed to claim that he knew how.
Compared to Su Ye, his own techniques were far too crude and simply not fit to be displayed.
Especially after swallowing one and clearly feeling the medicinal power contained within it, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
Using only relatively ordinary herbs to refine a medicinal pill that was useful even to a Titled Douluo like him—this...
Was simply astonishing!
At that moment, Dugu Bo no longer had any doubts. His gaze toward Su Ye became blazing hot.
It was real. It was all real!
This old man's dream of becoming a powerhouse was really about to come true.
"Young friend..."
"Senior, do not rush. We have barely begun."
Su Ye felt uncomfortable under the old man's gaze and said helplessly, "How could medicinal pills that improve talent and reshape a Martial Soul be so easy to refine? You have to give me some time."
"Yes, yes, yes. I was too impatient."
"But young friend, you must understand this old man too. I cannot help being anxious!"
"I understand, I understand." Su Ye spread his hands. "But could you understand me a little too? If you keep this up, I will not be able to refine pills."
Hearing that, Dugu Bo smiled awkwardly. "Ha, sorry. I was just too excited. Young friend, go ahead, go ahead. I promise not to disturb you."
As he spoke, he stepped back several paces and gave Su Ye some space. Then, as if recalling something, he added, "Young friend, it is already getting late. How about we go back and rest, then return tomorrow?"
Although he hoped Su Ye could refine the pill he spoke of as soon as possible, he also knew that such things could not be rushed.
Especially Su Ye. He must not be exhausted.
In Dugu Bo's eyes, the other party was now practically a little ancestor.
Su Ye raised his eyes and looked around, only to discover that it was indeed very late.
The preparations before refining alone had taken more than half the day. Then he had familiarized himself with the formula and medicinal principles, so even though he had only refined one bottle of basic pills, it really was quite late.
"No, I will stay here for the time being. Senior, you should go back."
Su Ye shook his head slightly. He did not want to keep traveling back and forth.
Besides, this would not only improve efficiency, but also be safer.
He had been careless before and exposed his location. By now, someone might already be on the road to Heaven Dou City.
Before his strength was sufficient, it was better not to come into contact with certain women.
Seeing that Su Ye insisted, Dugu Bo did not try to persuade him further and left alone.
He really did need to return. On one hand, he needed to tell Yan Yan so she would not worry.
On the other hand, he also needed to make a large purchase.
This was a little ancestor, and his future grandson-in-law at that. He had to take proper care of him.
If nothing else, his food and clothing could not be lacking.
Before Dugu Bo left, Su Ye did not forget to remind him not to reveal the situation here, much less mention that he was staying here.
An old hand like Dugu Bo naturally understood Su Ye's concerns and told him not to worry.
After Su Ye's reminder, he also realized just how precious his Herb Garden was.
Even without anyone telling him, he would not reveal it.
He would not even explain it too clearly to Yan Yan. This was not a matter of trust or distrust.
After Dugu Bo left, Su Ye took advantage of his momentum and refined two more batches of pills in succession.
Each batch was faster than the last, and each batch of pills was of better quality than the last.
Su Ye was very satisfied with this progress, and even said somewhat smugly, "It seems I really do have talent. At this rate, it should not take long before I can refine the Nirvana Creation Pill."
"Whew, that is enough for today."
He stood and stretched lazily. Su Ye did not plan to keep grinding, mainly because he had not updated his Diary today.
He had only filled in a little while baiting Dugu Bo this morning. He had not written the main subject yet.
Although the rewards for daily updates were usually average, he still had to check in. He could not break the streak.
"Let me see what today's theme is."
"Hm? Write about Tang San? And this title..."
[Today's content: Please write a detailed diary entry about the transmigrator Tang San, and whether Tang San still counts as Tang Hao's biological son.]
Su Ye opened the Diary, his expression changing slightly before a playful smile curled across his lips.
He did not even need to think deeply. With one guess, he knew this was definitely a topic requested by some little grass. After all, who else would care whether Tang San was Tang Hao's biological son?
Yes, it was not a requirement from the Diary itself, but something someone had requested.
He was not an idiot, and he had read plenty of web novels in his previous life. He could recognize this sort of trope at a glance.
Of course, knowing was one thing, but he would not say anything more. Some matters were better left unclear.
[Ah, today's diary is interesting. It is about Tang San again, but there is an additional request: does Tang San still count as the son of Tang Hao and Ah Yin?]
When the Diary updated, women across the continent nearly all let out a sigh of relief.
It had not updated even this late, and they had thought he had skipped it. Thankfully, he had not.
As for today's topic, they were not surprised. They all knew about the pinned post.
Of course, not being surprised did not mean they were any less eager.
After all, this was a transmigrator!
Who would not be curious about something so novel?
Many of them had even brought out prepared sunflower seeds and drinks, sitting down to wait for some juicy gossip.
Among them, Ah Yin's emotions were especially obvious. She was both nervous and afraid, terrified that the answer would not be the one she wanted.
[Since the Diary says to be detailed, then I will introduce him in detail.]
[Tang San was also called Tang San in his previous life. He was an outer disciple of the Tang Sect, a martial arts sect.]
[According to the Tang Sect's rules, outer disciples were not qualified to cultivate the Tang Sect's ultimate arts, the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record.]
[But who was our Young Master Tang? If I want to learn it, that is the honor of your Tang Sect. You will not let me learn it? How could that possibly be allowed?]
[Thus, on a pitch-black night, our protagonist Tang San quietly, all by himself...]
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