The Divine Dao Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 158
"Heaven, how could just separate the materials look so beautiful?"
"Geez, to purify seven different ingredients at the same time?"
"What, I think purifying seven different ingredients at the same time is only meant to speed up the process of the herb a little, but smell the aroma of this herb, he said, it seemed like the ingredients were much purer than those purified in the usual way!"
"It's too shocking!"
Those who gasped in shock were some Black Grade low-level alchemists who had not managed to observe Ling Han's concoction process last time. The other Black Grade middle-class alchemists were all wearing haughty expressions, silently calling out to the people who exclaimed in shock to a group of villages that had never seen the world.
However they did not remember that when this was the first time they saw Ling Han making an alchemy pill, their reactions were also the same as these people – made a fuss about nothing, not to mention that they were not doing anything, one moment erupted in commotion, and the next one was stunned in silence.
However, as Ling Han went further, they all opened their eyes wide, staring intently at Ling Han. This included Fu Yuan Sheng. Every move Ling Han made seemed to guide along their focus, which would follow every move Ling Han made.
In their eyes, Ling Han was no longer just a young man who was wet behind the ears, but an almighty Alchemist who had an indomitable spirit. Every step he took was filled with an air of perfection, emitting a beautiful rhythm that only alchemists could sense.
Correct . It's rhythm or what's called tempo.
Alchemy can be claimed as a kind of art. The art of controlling fire, the art of observing as the various materials changed and joined together under high heat. It was an art filled with a very unique rhythm.
However, everyone here could not display that sense of rhythm. They simply followed the written instructions, doing everything as the pill formula explained. They would enter certain ingredients at the time written on the pill formula, using fire at a certain temperature at a certain time. Everything they do is done mechanically and rigidly.
Yet Ling Han had stepped beyond this boundary. At times, he would obviously not follow the instructions of the pill formula strictly, but through the strange rhythm that linked all his actions together, it was a display that was too amazing for words.
Alchemist Grandmaster! No, no, no, almighty Alchemist! Or even, the Alchemist Emperor!
They all nodded. If not for the fact that Ling Han was too young and his cultivation level was too low, perhaps he would be able to concoct an earth grade pill now, or even a heaven grade mythical pill.
When they thought of this, all of them could not help but experience a shock. Theoretically, an alchemist in the Element Gathering Tier would only be able to concoct Yellow Grade high-tier pills. This had nothing to do with alchemist abilities, but was entirely determined by the level of alchemist cultivation. There's nothing to be done about that. If the cultivation level of an alchemist was not high enough, he would not be able to produce a high enough temperature for a high-level pill.
Thus, the only result was Ling Han's failure.
But when they saw the brilliant alchemy ability Ling Han had displayed, he really did not seem like someone who would try something even though he clearly knew it would fail.
Except, could it be. . .
They all stared at Ling Han closely as a possibility came to their minds.
Hong!
Crimson flames suddenly erupted from Ling Han's palm. It was Strange Fire.
As expected!
All the alchemists sighed in shock as they finally understood why Ling Han dared concoct an alchemy pill that was so close to Earth Grade and where his confidence came from.
Strange Fire would be able to compensate for the shortcomings of an alchemist in terms of cultivation level. In fact, there were some alchemists who had found an alternative by cultivating some sort of Fire-aligned secret art to increase the heat of their flames. This could be considered a dishonest way of doing things, but it allowed them to achieve similar results.
Of course, when compared to the real Strange Flame, all of these secret arts could only be considered inferior.
Ling Han's movements became faster and faster, and more and more sweat appeared on his forehead. Due to the high heat rising from the furnace, signs of dehydration once again appeared on him even his lips were slightly broken.
It was like blurring into the eyes of all the others. The fast speed at which Ling Han moved caused them to slightly feel as if they were unable to keep up with his movements. This was because they not only had to closely observe every move Ling Han made, but understand the reason and logic behind each move. Just pondering for a moment about a single move in their heads, and they would miss quite a number of consecutive moves from Ling Han.
But it's fine. If they could learn a move or two, it would be enough for them to study long enough and drastically improve their own abilities as alchemists.
. . . The millions of coins they spent were truly worth it.
'Fail . When my fusion with the Strange Flame has advanced to another level, guiding it will have such a feeling done completely freely and effortlessly, Ling Han thought. He actually still had a room to think about other things.
When others were making alchemy pills, they would all put their entire focus on the concoction process. Being distracted just a little could mean the furnace exploded and had wasted all their previous efforts. But who asked for Ling Han's alchemy standard to be too high? He could even concoct Heaven Grade alchemy pills, so this was of course a piece of cake for him.
In fact, he was just thinking now. If he really wanted to, he could really give a lecture while he was still in the midst of the concoction process. However, if he really did that, it was likely that he would scare everyone here to death.
Because . .this is a pill close to Earth Grade!
After half an hour, Ling Han's right hand suddenly shook, and three different flames came out. All the colors are different, and it looks like he's lighting fireworks.
Three Fire Guides!
It's certainly not as simple as it looks. The specifics still lay in Ling Han's personal techniques. It is not taught to outsiders.
Pill done!
Ling Han did not immediately lift the furnace lid. The higher the tier of alchemy pills, the better the effect when allowed to remain in a furnace that was still warm after completion until they cooled naturally. Meanwhile, he began to meditate, recovering the Origin Power and mental energy he had expended.
"How many pills are complete?"
"From the look of the ingredients, there should be eight complete pills."
"That's right. There should be eight complete pills, but taking into account the level of difficulty to concoct pills that were so close to Earth Grade, managing to produce one complete pill would be quite amazing."
"One pill complete with a quality above five Stars can be considered quite successful."
When they saw Ling Han finally finish the potion process, the alchemists who had been holding back their words for a long time finally began to speak. They were all discussing whether Ling Han succeeded or not — if the furnace exploded, it meant that everything was in vain. But even if the furnace does not explode, it does not automatically mean it is a success. Perhaps, the pill that had been completed might not even have the lowest quality of a single Star.
However, since Ling Han was still meditating, none of them dared to step forward and open the furnace to find out. Some of the more impatient ones had already started to fidget where they stood.
After another ten plus minutes, Ling Han finally opened his eyes. He smiled gently at them, and said, "I know you're all very curious."
They all smile shyly. But this time also involved Ling Han obtaining a high tier Black Grade alchemist license, so it was no wonder they were curious.
"Young Master Han, don't let us hang anymore. I will die from anxiety," Fu Yuan Sheng said with a laugh. This is what others want to say too.
Ling Han pushed the alchemy furnace slightly forward, and said, "Then, you all can see now!"
They all hurriedly pressed forward. However, the number was too much, and the limbs were too small. Peng, peng, peng, peng. Suddenly, many heads collided with each other, causing those who suffered from this accident to snatch and shout.
"Don't cram. One by one!" due to the cultivation level of the Pedestal Tier Tier, Fu Yuan Sheng managed to snatch the alchemy furnace, causing the others to secretly curse inside. However, who asked Fu Yuan Sheng to become a Black Class high-level alchemist, a powerful Tier Pedestal Spiritual warrior, and someone who had a status higher and stronger than them?
Fu Yuan Sheng was a little nervous, and even the hand he extended was slightly trembling. Suddenly, he lifted the lid of the furnace.
"What?!" he immediately gasped in shock. His eyes were wide and perfectly round, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.
"Mr Fu, what's wrong?"
"Couldn't a single pill be complete?"
They all asked in haste. If not for the fact that they were a little afraid of Fu Yuan Sheng's status and power, they really wanted to snatch the furnace from him.
Fu Yuan Sheng did not say a word, and after a long time, he finally showed a respectful expression as he said, "Young Master Han is very proficient in alchemy. My admiration for you is unparalleled." He lowered the furnace and showed it to the others.
And inside, there surprisingly lay nine perfectly round alchemy pills!