Praying to the Founding Master

Zhufu Yan seized a golden opportunity to gain an advantage.

He and two Imperial Guards approached the Alchemy Chamber in the side hall to breathe in the medicinal fragrance. The two Imperial Guards chose the best spots, and their bodies swayed as they inhaled too much of the medicinal energy, as if they were drunk.

Zhufu Yan didn't have much of a problem with not having a good spot, since he didn't really need such a good location.

For him, who was struggling financially, being able to get within three zhang of the Alchemy Chamber was enough.

He had never taken such a strong medicinal aroma before, nor had he consumed many high-quality elixirs; his body did not require particularly good elixirs.

The Body Transformation Realm arrived as he had expected. This fortuitous opportunity to achieve a leap in realm with just a little rain or dew filled Zhufu Yan with complex and indescribable emotions.

But what excited him even more was the amount of pills produced in the Alchemy Chamber.

"One day, I will stand on that Gaogao hall, and I will..."

The oath Zhufu Yan in his heart lasted less than two seconds before the young general, who had previously bowed to even the Grand Commander Wei Qing, walked out of the main hall.

After checking his surroundings, Zhufu Yan heard the other party calling for help.

"My lord, my lord, I'm suitable!"

Zhufu Yan only heard a sound, and before the Imperial Guards could run close in from afar, he raised his hands and approached.

"I know Lord Dongfang, and I also know Lord Wei. I'm especially suited for all kinds of hard and tiring work, and I can work for a long time!"

"Oh, then go in... take off your clothes, rinse yourself with two buckets of water, and then come into the Alchemy Chamber!"

The new emperor glanced at Zhufu Yan.

Zhufu Yan, dressed in old and tattered clothes, undoubtedly looked like someone who had done dirty and tiring work, but the new emperor smelled the stench emanating from Zhufu Yan.

He didn't mind if the Zhufu Yan went in to help. Everyone who could appear in the Shanglin Garden area was carefully selected, and their current predicament didn't mean they would be in the future.

As long as they are not afraid of hardship and toil, these young men will not have much difficulty making achievements in the future.

The new emperor spoke, and immediately Zhufu Yan took off his clothes, then took a bucket of water from the well at the palace gate, poured two buckets of water over himself, and quickly washed away the dirt on his body.

Looking at the other person's lean yet muscular physique, the new emperor nodded before leaving the exciting scene of the 'gambling' that he could no longer bear to watch.

Zhufu Yan then turned into the main hall and entered this Sacred Land elixirs were made.

Just the few of us?

The imagined scene of numerous Alchemist refining pills did not appear. In front of Zhufu Yan was only a large Pill Furnace, ten feet tall, and there were only a handful of people in the Alchemy Chamber.

"Lord Wei?"

"Speak less, do as I say, and I'll pay you according to the Imperial Guard's salary when you're done!"

Wei Qing glanced at Zhufu Yan, and before he knew it, the new emperor had casually chosen Zhufu Yan to come in.

The Imperial Guards of Shanglin Garden were paid for by the imperial court, while Zhufu Yan was currently a free man, still seeking an official position.

This is a very talented cultivator, capable of fighting against stronger opponents and possessing extremely high swordsmanship talent.

If it were a street fight between people of the same cultivation level, Wei Qing felt that there was a high probability that he would not be able to defend against Zhufu Yan.

Zhufu Yan's swordsmanship is extremely strong, but Zhufu Yan also has a major drawback: his opponent is not good at charging into battle on horseback, and his style is completely that of a Rogue Cultivator from a martial arts school.

This kind of cultivator couldn't integrate into the legion, and assigning him a suitable position was a real headache for Wei Qing, but he was indeed a promising talent.

Wei Qing reported this to the new emperor once, but the new emperor had no time to deal with a cultivator at the Consciousness Creation Realm.

Wei Qing's recommendation of Zhufu Yan was unsuccessful, so he had no choice but to temporarily allow Zhufu Yan to live in the side hall, waiting for the new emperor to finish his business before letting Zhufu Yan make his mark.

He never expected that Zhufu Yan would actually meet the new emperor and be assigned to work in the Alchemy Chamber.

This made Wei Qing sigh, and he then entrusted some matters concerning the Alchemy Chamber to Zhufu Yan.

"Lord Dongfang, young brother Huo!"

Zhufu Yan wasn't too reserved; he greeted everyone with an awkward smile.

This was probably something neither side had anticipated.

Zhufu Yan was surprised to find the Alchemy Chamber in this state, and Zhang Xuezhou and the others were also surprised that Zhufu Yan had come to help.

But the manual labor required little skill, and the second batch of pills entered the normal refining process shortly afterward.

"Unlucky!"

The second batch of pills obviously didn't go so smoothly.

When a large quantity of mottled, yellowish pills were produced, Zhang Xuezhou's face darkened considerably.

"It's done! It's a low-grade Qi and Blood Fortune Pill!"

Wei Qing's surprised exclamation did not make Zhang Xuezhou happy.

In Zhang Xuezhou's calculations, he should have successfully refined a batch of mid-grade Qi and Blood Fortune Pill, but he was dealt a blow when he tried to complete the pills.

He thought it over and over, and felt that there was no mistake at all.

If he had to find a reason, Zhang Xuezhou could only point to Zhufu Yan had done his job without making any mistakes, and felt that the replacement of the new emperor by Zhu Fuyan had caused the decline in the level of the luck factor.

"Thank goodness it wasn't for refining a Law Power- Fortune Pill for my own use!"

Zhang Xuezhou could barely accept not consuming the elixir himself.

However, some of these mass-produced pills belong to him, and the new emperor will exchange them for Zhang Xuezhou in the form of Law Power Fortune Pill of the same grade.

If he could refine a higher quality Fortune Pill, Zhang Xuezhou would naturally want to refine it well.

"My luck is running out; should I resort to metaphysics?"

Zhang Xuezhou couldn't drag the new emperor over to be a laborer, so he pondered for a few seconds before casting a spell.

When he took out the purple Ganoderma and the Solomon's Seal, he also took out the wooden stump-shaped fleshy Ganoderma Tai Sui obtained from the secret place. After cutting off a piece, Zhang Xuezhou further divided it and threw it into the medicine vat. Then he asked Zhufu Yan to stir it vigorously.

"Lord Dongfang, it seems you added too many medicinal herbs?" the observant Wei Qing reminded him.

"This is Secret Method of our Yin-Yang School," Zhang Xuezhou said. "I am praying to our ancestral master to help us refine the supreme Fortune Pill!"

"Secret Method? Prayer?"

Wei Qing didn't understand what was being said. He just felt that alchemy was indeed a completely different field, and he was glad that he had never learned alchemy in his life.

"I've heard that Alchemist all have unique skills. It seems Brother Dongfang is going to use his skills to refine a great elixir this time," Zhufu Yan interjected while stirring, then cautiously asked, "Since alchemy is so easy for our court, why don't we give any pills to the cultivators who have joined the court?"

"This..."

Wei Qing felt this question was difficult to answer.

It's easy for the imperial court to refine elixirs, but obtaining the materials is not. The new emperor paid a heavy price to refine this batch of elixirs, and he was able to do so only by making a fortune in a secret place.

While cultivators who pledge allegiance to the imperial court do receive elixirs as rewards, this requires climbing to a high enough position or being close enough to the emperor.

For example, Wei Qing was rewarded with pills, and he always carried a life-saving Qi and Blood Fortune Pill. When he showed signs of breaking through to a higher realm, the new emperor would not be stingy with pills, and would give him as many as he needed.

He lacked a sense of feeling when he broke through to the Sole Self Realm, but the emergency pills in Wei Qing's pouch disappeared, perhaps because he subconsciously swallowed them.

In short, Wei Qing felt that it was all a human problem.

He couldn't very well comment on Zhufu Yan, since everyone's life path is different, and Zhufu Yan could hardly replicate his experience of rising from a stable boy to his current position.

"If alchemy is easy, then I'll make my own. Nobody owes anyone anything for pills!"

Zhang Xuezhou added a comment, which can be considered a response to Zhufu Yan.

Zhang Xuezhou Zhang Xuezhou wasn't wrong. He had never asked the new emperor for pills, but after this round of Zhang Xuezhou refining, he would probably never lack pills for his own life.

At least of the four hundred pills available now, Zhang Xuezhou accounts for one-tenth, totaling forty Fortune Pill.

If the next six batches succeed, Wei Qing doesn't even dare to imagine how many Fortune Pill Zhang Xuezhou will get.

With the lack of Demon Core materials, Zhang Xuezhou had time to refine pills on his own. During this time, the pills he made with the new emperor were split 60/40, and a large amount of leftover medicinal materials were waiting for Zhang Xuezhou to combine them.

Wei Qing thought that in just a few more days, Zhang Xuezhou would likely become the richest Alchemist in the world.

For Zhang Xuezhou, alchemy was indeed easy; almost all the pills he had obtained along his cultivation path were made by himself.