novelraw Chapter 137
Chapter 137
Chapter 137
“With my current skill, I can guarantee a one-hundred percent perfection rate.”
His first attempt had left one pill imperfect.
But now, with his refined mastery, absolute perfection was within reach.
He murmured softly:
“Third-grade pill—Cloud-Following Pill. When consumed, it pushes the body to its limits, unleashing extreme speed. Perfect for travel… or escape.”
“Cloud-Following Pill requires Hundred-Leaf Grass, Cloud-Following Root, Clear-Spirit Ginseng, and Zi-Yu Flower…”
Gu Yang gathered all the necessary ingredients, stacking them neatly to the side.
He condensed his true essence into flame, heating the furnace.
Then, following the recipe, he began refining the Cloud-Following Pill.
For Gu Yang, refining first-grade pills took little time—they were low-level.
But higher-grade pills demanded far more effort, with steps far beyond those of first-grade.
Outside, the elder woman waited patiently.
She knew refining a third-grade pill consumed much time.
“Perhaps he’s refining a second-grade pill,” she thought.
She had given him both second- and third-grade recipes to test his limits.
But she didn’t believe he could refine a third-grade pill.
Time passed.
Suddenly, another violent explosion shook the chamber.
Everyone froze.
Was it a failed furnace… or another perfect refinement?
No one dared assume.
All eyes fixed on the door.
The elder’s face grew strange.
“No way…” she muttered, opening the door.
A stronger fragrance of medicine poured out.
Her expression twisted with complexity.
Perfect refinement—again!
Gu Yang had achieved another perfect batch.
For most alchemists, perfect refinement was a rare miracle, requiring heaven’s favor.
Yet Gu Yang had done it twice in a row.
It was crushing.
The surrounding alchemists lowered their heads, doubting their very existence.
Even the elder, a Five-Pattern Alchemist, felt deeply unsettled.
She stepped forward to see what pill he had refined.
When she looked into the furnace, her face changed drastically.
“Perfect Cloud-Following Pill!?”
Her voice broke in shock.
She was truly stunned.
Cloud-Following Pill was a third-grade pill, normally requiring at least a Three-Pattern Alchemist.
But Gu Yang… had only touched alchemy today.
And already, he had refined a third-grade pill.
Not just any—perfect Cloud-Following Pills.
Her face stiffened completely.
Monster.
Gu Yang was no mere genius—he was an alchemy fiend.
She felt conflicted.
She had spent three centuries to reach Five-Pattern Alchemist.
Gu Yang had gone from nothing to Three-Pattern in a single day.
The contrast was devastating.
She looked closer.
Thirty perfect Cloud-Following Pills lay quietly in the furnace.
A full batch.
Every single one perfect.
A one-hundred percent perfection rate.
Her heart trembled.
She picked one pill up, examining it carefully.
“Wait… this isn’t quite Cloud-Following Pill. Why does it carry the faint fragrance of Extreme-Rain Flower?”
Her eyes narrowed.
Something was different.
She looked at Gu Yang.
He smiled.
“Elder, as expected of a Five-Pattern Alchemist—you noticed immediately.
During refinement, I found Cloud-Following Pill’s properties too fierce.
Excessive use might harm the body.
So I added a measure of Extreme-Rain Flower to balance it.
A simple improvement.
The effect remains unchanged.”
The elder froze.
He had… improved a third-grade recipe mid-refinement!?
Speechless, she realized words could no longer describe his talent.
No one could compare.
His monstrous gift in alchemy would rank among the greatest across the Xuan Bird Dynasty and the entire Azure Domain.
At first, when he produced perfect Qi and Blood Pills, she had considered taking him as a disciple.
But now… she abandoned the thought.
Not because he lacked talent, but because she lacked the qualification.
Surpassing her was only a matter of time.
Gu Yang’s eyes gleamed with eagerness.
“Elder, do you have more recipes? Any grade will do—the higher, the better. I want to keep practicing while I’m warmed up.”
Without hesitation, she handed him a storage ring.
“These contain most of the Alliance’s recipes—mostly first-grade, publicly available.
Others are my own creations, of varying grades.
Your talent is terrifying. I admit defeat. Refine at your leisure—I have matters to attend to.”
She turned and left immediately.
She couldn’t endure it.
If she stayed longer, her heart for alchemy might collapse entirely.
Gu Yang’s talent was simply too overwhelming.
The other alchemists also fled.
They had begun doubting life itself.
If they stayed, despair might consume them.
Soon, the Alchemy Alliance hall was empty, save for Gu Yang and Chu Ling’er.
Chu Ling’er, of course, felt no discouragement.
To her, Gu Yang was always omnipotent.
Her husband mastering alchemy so quickly was only natural.
Her eyes shone with love and admiration as she gazed at him.