Many people were full of confidence and ambition when they tried to refine pills, but after trying for a long time, they failed and burned away their confidence, becoming despondent. I thought that my cheerful and optimistic junior sister might also be severely affected by failure.

Yun Huai gently encouraged Qi Yue in advance: "Junior Sister, besides talent, alchemy is actually more about hard work and experience. One failure is not terrible. As long as we persevere, nothing can defeat us."

"Look at me, your senior brother, I'm exceptionally talented. But even I didn't succeed on my first try. I exploded the furnace many times."

"They also produced quite a few useless pills..."

"What did you say, Senior Brother?" Before Yun Huai could finish speaking, Qi Yue's pill was already finished. She was looking at him with a puzzled expression, holding the freshly made pill that still had a faint fragrance and emitted a slight golden light.

Seeing this, Yun Huai's hand tightened in his sleeve, and he almost lost control of his expression. Really, he had worried that his junior sister was hurt, but it was all unnecessary... He was the one who was hurt...

He took the pill from Qiyue's hand in disbelief, and was even more horrified, because upon closer inspection, the pill actually had some patterns.

He had forcibly refined a low-grade first-rank pill into an upper-rank one, and it even seemed to be on the verge of breaking through to the second rank! Moreover, judging from his status as a seventh-rank alchemist and Nascent Soul cultivator, the effect of this pill had definitely broken through to the second rank, and it might even be the third rank.

...

He was deeply discouraged, thinking that he had only managed to refine a low-grade Qingxin Pill, which was not of very good quality and barely reached the first rank, after three failed attempts, while his junior sister almost broke through the pill's grade on her first attempt.

But looking at Qiyue next to her, pouting, she said, "Wasn't it said that a successful pill would emit a strong fragrance? Why is mine so faint? As expected! It failed."

His expression of dissatisfaction, even a hint of disgust, completely caused Yun Huai to lose control of his emotions.

He looked at Qiyue with shock and a hesitant expression, then handed her the pill, glanced at her with complicated eyes, and walked out silently with his head down.

What he didn't know was that, watching his slowly departing figure, Qiyue thought she had scared him by being too pathetic.

Her face flushed red, and she felt incredibly embarrassed.

[Hilarious! This is so bad, it scared my senior brother into silence? Is it really that bad? Sigh, comparisons are odious.]

Yun Huai, who hadn't gone far, heard Qi Yue's heartfelt words and almost stumbled, turning back to look at Qi Yue's figure with melancholy.

Damn, is Junior Sister being fed by the heavens? It's hard to believe she's not a person of destiny! Damn, he's really going all out against this peerless genius!

Yun Huai cursed inwardly.

Qiyue put the pill away. Although it was rubbish, it was the first pill she had ever refined, so it was very meaningful.

In order to refine a pill that would last a lifetime at first glance, Qiyue sat down on the spot and took out a classic book.

Then I was drawn to a passage that roughly said the best way to refine the elixir is to use heaven and earth as a furnace and one's own elixir fire as a catalyst. Those who achieve great success can turn flowers, grasses, and trees into elixirs. The passage was followed by a dense description of how to perceive and connect with heaven and earth and nature.

The more I look at July, the more outrageous it becomes.

Using heaven and earth as a furnace? Are there really such people in the world? After searching her mind for records of such people in the original work, Qiyue could not find anyone who could use heaven and earth as a furnace.

Even the most powerful beings in the divine realm cannot refine pills without the aid of a pill furnace.

Looking at the book again, Qiyue's eyes widened. When did she get this book? And there's even a section on alchemy? What does that mean?

At that moment, Qiyue felt like an idiot.

Moreover, she certainly didn't remember that the book wasn't one she had taken, but rather a thin one tucked inside a thick book.

However outrageous it was, it still piqued Qiyue's curiosity. She kept flipping through the pages until she saw a line of text as small as a mosquito's buzz.

This method has not yet been verified.

Upon seeing this sentence, Qiyue didn't look at it carefully again and decisively stuffed the book back.

Qiyue took out another book and, after reading it for a while, tried alchemy again. Meanwhile, Ji Su, who was halfway there, was taken to the herb garden by Yun Huai like a little chick to pick herbs.

Ji Su looked at Yun Huai with a pitiful expression, her eyes filled with tears: "Master, please, just let me watch Junior Aunt refine pills. Aren't you worried about her?"

Yun Huai didn't say anything. He couldn't let the little brat go back to the alchemy pavilion. What if the little brat saw that he could easily refine a pill that was almost enough to break through the grade on his first try? What if he was discouraged and his Dao heart became unstable?

When his pleas went unanswered, Ji Su shut his mouth, secretly thinking, "Hmph! I'll go even if they tell me not to! I'll go after I finish gathering the herbs!"

Alchemy Pavilion.

No matter how Qiyue tried, the pills she refined were exactly the same as the ones she had made before.

Qiyue thought for a moment, recalling the miscellaneous conversation, and felt that perhaps it was because she didn't have her own alchemical fire. Looking at the pills in the small porcelain bottle, she decided to stop refining them for the time being, ask for clues about alchemical fire, and also find someone to test whether the pills she had refined were effective.

After leaving the alchemy pavilion, Qiyue thought and thought and could only think of one suitable candidate, namely her carefree, innocent, and silly fifth senior brother, Zhuo Ziyu.

Head straight for Hongyang Peak.

They found Zhuo Ziyu practicing his martial arts. With sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, the usually innocent Zhuo Ziyu had a sharpness in his black eyes that resembled that of a wild beast. He held the spirit weapon Yao Ri, and each strike of his spear was like a dragon emerging from the sea, smashing distant boulders to pieces with overwhelming force.

After retracting the Sunbeam, Zhuo Ziyu reverted to his carefree and innocent demeanor, raising an eyebrow at Qiyue: "Junior Sister, how is it? Handsome or not?"

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