novelraw Chapter 136
Chapter 136
Chapter 136
The explosion from the alchemy chamber made the surrounding alchemists sigh in relief.
Terrifying!
They had feared Gu Yang might succeed on his very first attempt.
Thankfully, he hadn’t.
At least reality wasn’t that outrageous.
The elder woman also exhaled softly.
If Gu Yang had truly succeeded on his first try, it would have been too monstrous.
Failure was normal.
Still, she decided to comfort him.
She stepped forward, opened the chamber door, and spoke with a gentle smile:
“Imperial son-in-law, it’s perfectly normal for beginners to fail their first attempt. Don’t be discouraged…”
But before she could finish, a rich fragrance of pills wafted out.
Her expression froze.
She looked up quickly.
At the center of the chamber, inside the great furnace, lay rows of lustrous red pills—round, full, and steaming with heat.
The elder woman stood stunned.
Chu Ling’er’s lips parted in awe, her eyes wide.
Her husband… had truly succeeded!?
Excitement lit her delicate face.
The alchemists outside, ready to mock, felt as if struck by lightning.
They stared at the furnace in disbelief.
Gu Yang… had refined pills successfully!?
Impossible!
How could anyone succeed on their first attempt?
Even the president of the Alchemy Alliance had failed more than ten times before producing a single batch—and even then, half the pills were unusable.
Yet Gu Yang’s Qi and Blood Pills…
The elder peered closer.
Every pill was perfectly round, full, and gleaming.
Each bore a distinct cloud pattern.
Her eyes widened.
“Perfect Qi and Blood Pills!”
She was dumbfounded.
She had wondered why there had been an explosion if he had succeeded.
Now she understood—perfect pills sometimes released explosive energy when formed.
It wasn’t a clash of herbs, but the sheer density of power bursting forth.
She had never imagined Gu Yang’s first attempt would not only succeed, but achieve perfection.
Speechless, she could only think one word:
Monstrous.
“Gu Yang… was this truly your first time refining?” she asked, unable to believe.
“I didn’t even know what alchemy was before today,” Gu Yang replied with a smile, shaking his head.
“This was my first attempt. And though I succeeded, it still isn’t good enough.”
He picked up one pill that was slightly less round.
“There’s one with poor appearance. My skill still needs improvement.”
The elder’s mouth twitched.
He had produced one hundred pills.
Ninety-nine were perfect.
Only one was slightly flawed.
Perfect pills contained no pill toxins.
Ordinary pills always carried trace impurities.
Taken in excess, these toxins accumulated, blocking meridians and halting breakthroughs.
Only perfect pills transformed entirely into pure energy, leaving nothing harmful behind.
But perfection was nearly impossible.
Even master alchemists rarely produced more than a handful of perfect pills in a batch.
Gu Yang had achieved ninety-nine out of one hundred.
A ninety-nine percent perfection rate.
And he still called it “not good enough.”
How could anyone else live under such standards?
The elder’s shock turned to admiration.
A true alchemy genius.
One in a million.
Before, she had thought his mastery of the Alchemy Compendium was due to extraordinary comprehension.
But now, his actual refinement proved his innate talent.
In all her centuries, she had never seen anyone succeed on their first attempt—let alone achieve perfection.
Ninety-nine percent perfection was unheard of.
“Still, Qi and Blood Pills are only first-grade,” she said, her eyes gleaming.
His success was undeniable, but the grade was too low to measure true genius.
She pulled out several pill recipes—second-grade, and even one third-grade.
“Gu Yang, I have more recipes here, including a third-grade pill. Try refining them.”
Her eyes shone with excitement and anticipation.
Gu Yang’s own eyes brightened.
He had felt unsatisfied—the Qi and Blood Pills were too low-level.
He wanted to test himself with something greater.
“I’ll try.”
He accepted the recipes without hesitation, closed the chamber door, and began reading.
Each recipe he modified instantly, deepening his comprehension.
By the time he finished the third-grade recipe, his eyes snapped open.
His heart trembled with exhilaration.
Not only had his knowledge expanded, but he had improved the recipe itself.
Confidence filled his gaze.