Flame Control Art

After returning to his room, Ye Chen was still a little annoyed. He felt that his performance seriously failed to live up to his identity as a Transmigrator.

It was only the simplest bit of medicinal material refinement. For a transmigrated protagonist with a Golden Finger like him, shouldn't it have been effortless?

Why wasn't his success rate even forty percent?

Fortunately, Ye Chen was not truly a six-year-old child, but an adult with a mature mind, so after failing, he could summarize his experience and lessons.

Although his current talent and potential were both very strong, and he far surpassed ordinary people in terms of Soul Power and flame, his control over his soul was far too crude...

Thinking carefully about his previous failures, aside from the few times when his flame control had not been precise enough, the rest were all because his Soul Power had been too sluggish. He had failed to seize the most suitable moment, which caused the medicinal materials to be damaged.

At this thought, Ye Chen pondered inwardly, As for controlling fire, it's still fine for now. After all, I have the 2 points improved by the Star Vein Diagram. But this soul control is the most important priority right now!

Soul control was not something that could be decided by potential and talent alone. It required a great deal of practice to master...

Of course, it would be even better if he could use the Star Vein to add points.

Unfortunately, Ye Chen's current Star Vein was still insufficient. If he wanted to light up the third point of Star Soul, he would need at least several more months.

Then I can't just leave it at that during this period. I still have to work hard and practice more. I can't rely on my Golden Finger for everything...

Once he had made up his mind, Ye Chen leaped straight up from the bed, then quickly rushed toward the Ye Family Old Ancestor's alchemy room.

When Ye Chen arrived at the alchemy room again, he just so happened to run into Ye Zhong, who was preparing to leave.

"Huh? Grandpa, why are you here?" Ye Chen asked curiously, though he had not considered that Ye Zhong had come specifically for him.

Seeing Ye Chen in such an anxious hurry, the Ye Family Old Ancestor and Ye Zhong were also curious. They asked, "Chen'er, why are you in such a rush? Did something happen?"

Ye Chen shook his head and said, "Nothing. I just feel like I've rested enough, so I can continue practicing Refining Medicinal Materials."

The Ye Family Old Ancestor and Ye Zhong were both slightly surprised when they heard this. Clearly, they had not expected Ye Chen to have such an idea.

Although both of them were gratified by Ye Chen's attitude, he was still just a tiny six-year-old in the end. They could not let him overexert himself like this, or it would also harm his body.

Thinking of this, the Ye Family Old Ancestor smiled and said, "Chen'er, let's stop Refining Medicinal Materials here for today. We'll continue with the rest tomorrow."

Ye Chen furrowed his little brows. Now he wasn't even allowed to work hard?

"Then what should I do next? Cultivate Dou Qi? Read the Medicinal Scripture?"

It was not even noon yet. Was today supposed to just pass like this? Wouldn't that be far too much of a waste of time?

Seeing Ye Chen's reaction, a trace of heartache flashed through Ye Zhong's eyes.

This little grandson of his had been so sensible ever since he was young...

When other six-year-old children were still running around outside in groups and playing wildly, he already had to shoulder the heavy responsibility of revitalizing the clan. It truly had not been easy for him!

Unfortunately, Ye Chen did not know what this cheap grandfather of his was thinking.

Otherwise, he would absolutely have told him: you're overthinking it!

The reason he did not run around and play wildly like those children was because he had long since passed that age in his previous life.

There were no computers or phones here, not even novels. If he did not find something he could do, was he supposed to just lie around and wait for death?

Sigh, he was still too young...

With these little arms and legs, he could not even find himself a pretty young lady. What a waste of his identity!

Seeing Ye Chen frowning, Ye Zhong thought for a moment, took out a Red Scroll, and said, "How about this? From watching your alchemy process all morning, your control over flame is still somewhat lacking. This Flame Control Art records the techniques our Ye family has accumulated over the years for controlling flame. When you have time, you can take a look and familiarize yourself with it."

Originally, this was something that would only be passed down to Ye family disciples after they could condense real fire. It did not merely contain the tricks for controlling flame, but also many methods of using flame to attack. It could be considered the most basic means of fighting enemies for an alchemist. So after taking the scroll, Ye Chen's face also revealed a look of pleasant surprise.

"Great, then I'll go practice..."

After taking the scroll, Ye Chen once again left in a whirlwind.

Behind him, the Ye Family Old Ancestor and Ye Zhong both nodded in satisfaction.

"Cough, cough..." Suddenly, a heart-wrenching bout of coughing rang out, startling Ye Zhong.

"Old Ancestor!" Ye Zhong turned his head to look, only to see that the Ye Family Old Ancestor's face had already turned deathly pale.

When he looked more carefully, he actually discovered that traces of blood had appeared at the corner of the old ancestor's mouth...

"No problem!"

Ye Xun waved his hand, signaling for Ye Zhong to calm down.

His body had already been at the end of its rope. If not for Ye Chen's birth, perhaps the Ye Family Old Ancestor would have passed away as early as two years ago.

It was only after truly discovering Ye Chen's powerful talent that the Ye Family Old Ancestor had endured immense pain and forcefully extended his own life by three years...

At this moment, his entire body had already been completely hollowed out. Unless there truly was some peerless pill that could bring the dead back to life and regrow flesh on bare bones, any life-extending pill would be useless to him.

Ye Xun took out a scarlet pill that looked like blood and swallowed it directly. Afterward, his entire complexion actually began to turn rosy...

However, seeing this scene, Ye Zhong's face showed no joy at all. There was even a faint sorrow in it.

"Heh, it seems this Boiling Blood Pill is about to stop working too... Ye Zhong, promise me that after I die, no matter how great the price, even if it means sacrificing the entire Ye family, you must raise Chen'er into a true talent! Do you understand?"

The Boiling Blood Pill was originally a forbidden pill, a medicinal pill that forcibly poured vitality into the body. The pain it brought to the person who took it was simply unimaginable to ordinary people.

Originally, this pill was taken once every three months. But now, Ye Xun more or less had to take one every three days...

The day the Boiling Blood Pill completely lost its effect would be the moment Ye Xun died!

Taking a deep breath, Ye Zhong wiped every trace of sorrow from his face and said in a low voice, "Rest assured, Old Ancestor. Ye Zhong will not disappoint you!"

With that, he left with heavy steps.

He knew that in the time to come, the Old Ancestor would need an entire day to refine the medicinal power. In other words, that inhuman agony would last for nearly a full day...

Every time he thought of this, Ye Zhong's heart trembled.

He simply could not imagine how an old man already in the twilight of his life could endure all of this!