Lin Jinglong looked over and saw Hong Tianbao dressed in an exquisite suit, with slicked-back hair and a powdered face, looking like a mature businessman.

You can't hit someone who's smiling.

Li Xiuxian glanced at Lin Jinglong's expression.

"So it's Nephew Hong. I suppose what happened earlier was just a misunderstanding. I won't hold it against you. But I wonder where your father is?"

"Well, my father..."

Hong Tianbao was choosing his words.

"Boom!"

In the alchemy room behind the main hall.

Suddenly, a loud bang was heard.

The sound waves caused the ground to vibrate.

In the old house of Baicaotang, dust was shaken off.

"What happened?"

The crowd gasped in surprise.

Only Hong Tianbao's expression remained unchanged.

He rubbed his forehead and sighed.

"Master Li, you flatter me. My father failed to refine a grade-one pill, and the furnace exploded again."

At this moment, Lin Jinglong's nose twitched again.

A strong medicinal smell wafted over.

A faint fragrance of cinnabar can be smelled.

But he quickly shook his head.

"The Tengshe fruit has a fire-like medicinal property, which is fierce and domineering. It is accompanied by the scent of snow lotus seeds, which has a water-like medicinal property. The two are mutually destructive, no wonder the furnace exploded."

Hong Tianbao's eyes lit up upon hearing this.

"Are you also proficient in alchemy?"

I wouldn't dare say I'm an expert, but I know a little bit about it.

Lin Jinglong waved his hand casually.

He sniffed again, smelling the other herbs mixed in, and dozens of lost elixirs came to mind.

It was finally determined to be a second-grade elixir.

"If I'm not mistaken, what your father is refining is the Crimson Sun Pill, an enhanced version of the Qi Nourishing Paste. After taking it, it can help people increase their pure Yang essence and has the effect of prolonging life. It belongs to the second-grade pill category."

The people around looked at each other in bewilderment.

Even Li Xiuxian's eyes gleamed.

"As expected of Master, he was able to analyze things so thoroughly just by looking at the scent in the air!"

Li Xiuxian's admiration for him grew even stronger.

Hong Tianbao was also stunned by what he heard, but he didn't have a deep understanding of alchemy and considered himself a businessman.

But his father did indeed refine the Crimson Sun Pill!

Then, Lin Jinglong stood with his hands behind his back, lost in thought.

"The medicinal properties of the Tengshe fruit are very potent. Although the snow lotus seed can neutralize some of it and enhance its medicinal power, allowing the Chiyang Pill to reach the second-grade level, it is a pity that the two counteract each other, making it destined that the pill cannot be refined!"

The words fell.

An old man with a dusty face rushed out of the main hall, his expression gloomy and furious.

Are you deliberately mocking this old man?

Hong Changlin was in an extremely bad mood.

He has spent more than twenty years refining a high-grade elixir, devoting all his efforts from the moment he obtained the recipe for the Crimson Sun Pill.

It consumed all resources.

He only wanted to reach the level of a second-grade alchemist.

But after so many years, even with a large investment of funds, refining first-grade pills is still very difficult for him.

Not to mention the second-grade Crimson Sun Pill!

I just burned another batch of pills, wasting herbs worth millions, and I'm in a really bad mood right now.

Then I heard young people talking loudly outside.

His words seemed to express disdain for his alchemy techniques, which immediately enraged him.

"Since you know so much, why don't you tell me how the Crimson Sun Pill is made, since the Tengshe Fruit and Snow Lotus Seed cannot coexist?"

"There's something wrong with your prescription."

"What?"

Hong Changlin was immediately shocked.

His expression changed again.

"Nonsense! This is an ancient elixir formula. If there's a problem, others will discover it sooner or later!"

"Hehe, is that so?"

Lin Jinglong's smile was playful.

"But I remember that the proper Crimson Sun Pill needs to be mixed with morning dew to neutralize its medicinal power, so as to avoid the conflict between the Tengshe Fruit and the Snow Lotus Seed. Don't you know that?"

Morning dew?

Hong Changlin naturally didn't believe it.

"Whether it's the Tengshe fruit, the snow lotus seeds, or the other herbs, they are all incredibly valuable spiritual medicines, which is why they can be used to refine second-grade pills!"

"How could such cheap trash as morning dew possibly be used in a second-grade elixir?"

"You're so young, yet you're so eloquent; you're far too arrogant!"

Hong Changlin has been researching this for over twenty years.

His thinking has long been radicalized.

Having determined that the second-grade elixir is extremely valuable, the herbs required must also be of the highest quality.

Therefore, he used a low-grade health-preserving ointment and had his businessman son, Hong Tianbao, promote it to cultivate relationships with prominent figures in Nanjing, with only one purpose.

That is to make money, to make more money!

Buy more elixirs to experiment with!

The higher the quality, the better!

Billions were spent, but nothing was gained.

Seeing Hong Changlin's stubbornness, Lin Jinglong shook his head repeatedly.

This old man has become obsessed with trivial matters.

If you can't get out of this situation on your own, no amount of reminders from others will help; you might just be trapped in it for the rest of your life.

"You'll never reach the next level in alchemy; it'll all be for naught."

"You...you brat, what do you know?!"

Hong Changlin immediately became anxious.

"I've studied alchemy for decades and only just figured out a little bit of the tricks of the trade. How old are you? How dare you talk to me like that?"

"Does that mean there are no adults in your family who taught you what manners are?"

Lin Jinglong's face darkened upon hearing this.

He immediately fell silent.

It's hard to reason with a damned devil.

Since this old man has gone astray and is incredibly stubborn, there's no need to remind him anymore.

The others present couldn't understand Lin Jinglong's words at all, but they felt that what he said made some sense. However, Hong Changlin was a renowned master.

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