The Demon-Suppression Bureau in Yuzhou City.
Inside the clinic, Chu Xingchen watched A Nian stand on a little stool, browsing the books on the shelf.
A Nian pulled a few basic Alchemy Manuals from the shelf beside her.
"We agreed, you're going to refine another batch of pills for me to watch."
"I'll teach you... but are you sure you want to learn my method?"
Holding three Alchemy Manuals, A Nian hopped down from the stool and said earnestly,
"Your method is really new, and the medicinal effects are mighty good. Tasting awful isn't a problem. There's bound to be a way to improve it."
A Nian had studied it seriously afterward. After all, she had watched the entire refining process that day, but when she tried to reproduce it herself, she could never reach Chu Xingchen's level.
That meant he must have a unique technique of his own.
This time, as long as she watched carefully, she would surely master it completely.
As for getting him to reveal his core technique in exchange for these few books, A Nian would never even dare dream of it.
Chu Xingchen was already being generous by letting her watch again.
Chu Xingchen cared even less. Refining Pill Elixir did not take much technical skill anyway, and the medicinal liquid he produced could only serve as emergency treatment after the fact.
If he used it as emergency healing medicine during a fight, Chu Xingchen felt he might be better off fighting injured than taking it.
Chu Xingchen took the basic Alchemy Manuals. He was going to practice alchemy in the future anyway, so he said,
"If you manage to improve it, please make sure you let me know."
A Nian nodded very earnestly as well.
"Sure thing. It came from your technique, so