Xiao Yan opened his palm, revealing a perfectly round, fully formed pill. He tossed it casually, and it landed squarely in the recess.
Brilliant green light flashed across the Jade Token. Once again, he had finished refining before even a third of the sand had run through the hourglass.
"This fellow really has done the Jia Ma Empire proud! Hahaha!"
Even a veteran Alchemist like Fa Ma could not help clicking his tongue in wonder at Xiao Yan's level of skill.
Perhaps his worries had been unnecessary. Xiao Yan's skills seemed to have already caught up with those of the older generation of Alchemists.
What intrigued Fa Ma even more was the identity of the extraordinary teacher who could produce such an outstanding young disciple.
What Fa Ma did not know, however, was that although Xiao Yan had studied alchemy under Sheng'er for only three months, he had learned a comprehensive set of principles that allowed him to grasp a hundred things once he understood one.
The vast quantities of medicinal ingredients available for practice were another major reason for Xiao Yan's rapid growth.
After all, heavenly treasures took years upon years to grow, yet in Sheng'er's hands, those rare medicinal ingredients were like chives in a field, harvested crop after crop.
This had given Xiao Yan ten or even dozens of times more alchemical experience than others within just three months.
He appeared to have spent only three months, but what he had gained surpassed even three years' worth of learning.
On top of that, the Medicine Book Sheng'er had left him contained detailed explanations of how to identify all manner of situations, including techniques for recognizing false formulas.
An outstanding Alchemist needed the courage to question pill formulas. Throughout history, countless great Alchemists had ruined their lifelong reputations