Alchemists are unique to the Lingluo Great World.
Having traveled through so many sub-realms and immortal realms, Ye Feng only encountered a spirit medicine master in the Lingluo Great World.
Alchemists and herbalists are different.
Although both are in the medical field, alchemists can refine both spiritual medicines and spiritual pills.
Alchemists, on the other hand, can only refine elixirs.
However, because they specialize in elixirs, alchemists have a more in-depth and extensive understanding of elixirs, so alchemists are definitely not as good as alchemists in this respect.
Ye Feng then said, "I am indeed an alchemist, but I am more skilled at alchemy; I don't know much about spiritual herbs."
Then Ye Feng said, "Stop talking nonsense, start refining the elixir now. I'd like to see how you do it."
"Yes, Lord City Lord," Xu Ping'an nodded.
Zijing immediately said, "Old Xu, you'd better take this seriously and do your best. You're one of my people, so don't embarrass me."
"How can you talk to your elders like that?" Xu Ping'an's beard trembled with anger.
"Let's get started quickly," Night Wind urged.
"Let's begin, let's begin, it'll be ready soon."
As Xu Ping'an spoke, he opened the lid of the central alchemy furnace and put all the processed medicinal herbs inside.
He then put the lid on and pressed a small lever on the magical artifact next to it.
With a click, the entire Spirit Gathering Array was activated, and the surrounding spiritual energy began to slowly gather here. All the spiritual artifacts on the Spirit Gathering Array started operating.
Xu Pingan stood up, poured himself a cup of tea, and watched from the side while drinking it.
Zijing stared in disbelief.
The night breeze too.
This Xu Ping'an, how did he refine spiritual medicine?
There's something wrong with this!
"No, Old Xu, are you kidding me!" Zijing shouted.
Xu Pingan chuckled and said, "Don't rush, don't rush, there will be results soon. Besides, the city lord hasn't given any orders yet, what's there for you, a mere follower, to be in such a hurry?"
"Who said I'm a tagalong?" Zijing retorted angrily.
"Don't make a sound."
Night Breeze raised his hand and pressed it on Zijing's head, and Zijing finally calmed down.
About fifteen minutes later, with a slight tremor from the central alchemy furnace, all the magical artifacts stopped operating.
The operation of the spirit-gathering array gradually subsided.
"It's done!"
Xu Pingan opened the furnace lid, and with a wave of his hand, emerald green powder flew out of the furnace like a dragon sucking water, falling into a small bowl that Xu Pingan had prepared beforehand.
Then, Xu Pingan took the small bowl and came to Ye Feng.
"Lord City Lord, please take a look. This is the Rejuvenating Powder I refined. It has the effect of improving soil quality and making the soil more fertile," Xu Ping'an said with a smile.
Zijing could no longer hold back and shouted, "What do you mean you refined the Rejuvenating Powder? Did you even refine it? You just pressed that button from beginning to end, and then stood by drinking tea and watching the show!"
Ye Feng didn't say much, but took the small bowl from Xu Ping'an's hand and began to examine it.
After a while, Ye Feng said, "This kind of Rejuvenating Powder is not very effective."
"It is indeed very poor. Its effect is only one-fifth of the Rejuvenating Powder that I personally refined. However, it also requires far fewer medicinal materials than I would need to refine it myself," Xu Ping'an said.
Zijing frowned and said, "Aren't you just fooling people? Stop joking around and refine it again. This time, refine it yourself! Old Deng is watching right here. Can't you just be serious and show your normal level?"
Xu Pingan smiled without saying a word.
Zijing was a little nervous, afraid that the night wind would ignite.
In his opinion, Xu Ping'an's actions were simply mocking people and went too far.
But Ye Feng did not get angry, nor was his heart at peace.
After a moment, Ye Feng asked, "Did you make those magical artifacts used to refine the Rejuvenating Powder?"
"Of course I didn't make them myself. I'm not a weapon refiner, so how would I know how to refine spiritual weapons? I just suddenly had a flash of inspiration, came up with an idea, and then told my weapon refiner friend about my idea, asking him to refine these spiritual weapons for me according to my requirements."
"Unfortunately, the effects of the Rejuvenation Powder and other medicines refined in this way are greatly weakened, so my weapon refiner friend scoffs at it."
Xu Pingan said cheerfully, not feeling ashamed at all.
Zijing scoffed, "Of course I'd scoff at it! I'd look down on you too! I asked you to concoct potions, and this is the mess you came up with. You're trying every trick in the book to shirk your responsibilities. You're shameless!"
"Well, I'm not as shameless as you. I didn't steal anything from anyone, much less dig up anyone's ancestral graves," Xu Ping'an said, shaking his head.
"You're insulting me without reopening old wounds! Old Xu, if you keep saying that, I'll fight you to the death!"
Zijing yelled and rolled up her sleeves, looking like she was ready to die with Xu Ping'an.
Ye Feng pressed down on Zi Jing and asked again, "What is the success rate of your magical artifacts in refining potions?"
"The success rate is over 80%," Xu Pingan replied without hesitation.
Before Ye Feng could ask any more questions, Xu Ping'an continued, "I have some new ideas recently and I plan to improve these spiritual artifacts. If my ideas are correct, then the success rate of refining spiritual medicine with these artifacts after the improvements should reach 90%."
"So what dangers are there if we fail?" Night Wind asked again.
“Generally speaking, there’s no danger; at most, it’s just a waste of medicinal herbs. But if you’re refining a elixir containing toxins, there might be a leak of toxins. That’s why I never refine elixirs containing toxins using this set of magical artifacts,” Xu Ping’an explained.
"Not bad, very good."
Night Wind spoke slowly, looking at the magical artifacts again.
Zijing stared wide-eyed and asked, "What? Not bad? The medicinal herbs made from these magical artifacts are so ineffective, they can't even compare to the medicinal herbs made by a spiritual alchemist himself. How can you call this not bad?"
“You don’t understand,” Xu Pingan said with a smile.
"Yes, I don't understand, I don't understand anything, I'm an idiot, okay?" Zijing said in a strange tone.
Night Wind said seriously, "Zijing, haven't you realized what this means yet?"
"What does that mean?" Zijing looked at Yefeng with a confused expression.
"As long as we can forge dozens or even hundreds of such spiritual artifacts, it means we will have dozens or hundreds of alchemists. Although the effects of the spiritual medicines made with these artifacts are relatively poor, we can make up for the quality with quantity."
"In other words, as long as we master the method of crafting this magical artifact, our Xinluo City will never lack alchemists! We will have a continuous and inexhaustible supply of magical herbs!"
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