Hearing this, several elders nearby couldn't help but twitch their lips simultaneously, and advised in unison:
"President, let's not talk about the origin yet, let's test it first. It would be a waste of time to tell her all this if it fails."
"Yes, President, please test it first. Didn't you have an appointment with Patriarch Dongfang tonight?"
"Yes, yes, the president has to give a lecture at the Dongfang Family tonight, so let's finish the test now so we can rest for a while."
After a barrage of questions from the crowd, Mo Qinghe finally abandoned the process of recounting the history of alchemists and went straight to the main topic.
He handed Dongfang Mian a book and a piece of paper, saying, "This is the most basic recipe for the Qi-Strengthening Pill. You are a rogue cultivator with no experience, so you can read the book and learn from it first. Once you successfully refine it, you can receive the badge of a formal alchemist."
Mo Qinghe gave Dongfang Mian two hours to study, and told the elders to leave first and come back for the assessment when the time was up.
The group filed out, and just as they reached the door, they heard a puzzled voice behind them, "Do we really need to learn this kind of thing?"
Just as they were about to turn around and reprimand Dongfang Mian for her lack of humility in learning, they were all stunned and speechless.
At that moment, Dongfang Mianjiao shouted, and a flame appeared in her palm, instantly shooting up more than ten feet high and completely enveloping the large alchemy furnace in the center of the room.
Dongfang Mian methodically threw in the corresponding medicinal materials according to the prescription. After a few breaths, a fragrant aroma of the pill wafted out.
Opening the furnace lid, a round pill floated inside. Dongfang Mian reached out and took it out, then turned to Mo Qinghe somewhat awkwardly and said, "President Mo, you only managed to refine one pill on your first try. Do you think I've passed the test?"
Before he could even react, Mo Qinghe mechanically took the pill, and the elders quickly gathered around.
"Is this a Qi-Strengthening Pill? Aren't these mass-produced? At least one batch should yield twenty or thirty pills."
"Even a low-grade pill like the Guyuan Pill has a fragrance?"
Are these lines on top cracks?
“This is a top-grade Qi-stabilizing pill with pill patterns,” Mo Qinghe finally spoke. “And some elders may not know about the pill furnace she used. It was left behind by an old pill king ancestor of our Alchemist Guild. It cannot be controlled by anyone other than a high-level alchemist.”
A series of thunderous revelations left the elders present stunned and speechless, all staring wide-eyed at Dongfang Mian, who was shrouded in a black robe, with an eerie look.
Dongfang Mian couldn't help but wrap herself up tighter and hurriedly said, "Let me make this clear first, I'm not some grandmaster of alchemy in disguise, nor am I from a family of alchemists. There's no alchemy king ancestor in my family. I'm just a rogue cultivator. I'm also confused about what happened just now. Do you think it's possible that your ancestor's soul suddenly possessed me just now?"
“Our Ancestor Dan Wang is still alive,” an elder said quietly.
Well. . .
"Talent, this is talent!"
When the atmosphere became strange, Mo Qinghe snapped back to reality and looked at Dongfang Mian with eyes that were practically spitting fire.
"President, calm down, calm down," Dongfang Mian felt like she was about to be refined.
"Hey Mu Bai, how about you join our Alchemist Guild? You could be our first, second, third... eighth elder, what do you think?" Mo Qinghe said, turning around to count the number of people.
The seven elders were speechless, realizing that they had been tricked into coming here in the first place.
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