Ruoruo counted on her fingers: "I refined the pills for an hour, and each batch took half an hour to produce. I produced four batches in total, with thirteen pills per batch. There should be forty-seven pills here. I kept a few to take to Father and my brothers."
The little snow leopard stammered, "One batch... thirteen?"
Ruoruo wagged her tail modestly: "Because Master said that the new alchemy technique I created is very suitable for refining this kind of water-attribute pill, so there will be one extra."
The little snow leopard couldn't grasp the main point for a moment; both the thirteen pills and the new pill formula sounded somewhat unbelievable.
So he decided to simply stop asking questions.
This is beyond the realm of genius; his classmates are clearly monsters!
So the little snow leopard carefully put away the pills: "These pills are suitable for celestial immortals and golden immortals. Don't worry, I will definitely sell them at a good price. After all, the higher the price, the more commission I will get."
After entrusting the matter to the little snow leopard, Ruoruo went home with her brothers with peace of mind.
Back at the Divine Palace, she gave her brothers and Mo Yong each a pill she had refined that day: "Although this grade of pill may not be of much use to my brothers and father right now, Ruoruo will definitely work hard to refine higher grade pills so that my brothers and brothers can all eat pills that Ruoruo refines in the future."
Mo Yong hugged Ruoruo tightly and rubbed her head vigorously: "Good father will wait."
Mo Wuyu had a weapon refiner craft a small, hollowed-out sphere, just big enough to open and place the pill inside.
Furthermore, many defensive and protective formations were engraved on its surface, and the small sphere was made into a pendant to be worn around the waist.
Once Ruoruo has mastered the art of alchemy, he will refine this small sphere into a storage space specifically for storing the pills Ruoruo gives him.
When Mo Yunlan saw this, she followed suit and made one herself, except that she inlaid it into a jade crown and wore it on her head.
Mo Xuanshuang also threw a tantrum and demanded a small round ball, which she happily wore around her neck and showed off everywhere.
See this? This is a pill my sister made for me. Can your sister make pills for you? Can your sister make top-grade pills?
Little Chubby Mo Jinyan is too small to carry the pills, so he can only store them in his private treasury, waiting for the day when he grows a little bigger or even transforms into human form before he can wear them.
Along with the pills, Mo Yong also gave Ruoruo a lot of spirit stones, while Mo Wuyu gave Ruoruo a storage bracelet.
"I went to the Realm of Immortality today and selected over a hundred spiritual herbs of various grades. However, I don't know the quality of the herbs, so I don't know if you'll like them," Mo Wuyu said gently.
Ruoruo focused her divine sense into the storage bracelet and her eyes widened slowly.
Countless spirit jade boxes floated in the space, containing some of the spiritual herbs recorded in the "Hundred Herbs Compendium" and others not.
The variety and quantity are both very large, no less than the Tibetan medicine pavilion of Qingmu Shangshen.
Ruoruo's ears perked up excitedly, and she threw herself into Mo Wuyu's arms: "I love it so much, thank you big brother."
Mo Wuyu smiled gently and patted Ruoruo's head: "I'm glad you like it."
Finding so many varieties of medicinal herbs and ensuring a certain quantity is impossible to accomplish in a single day.
He had been preparing this gift since Ruoruo entered the path of alchemy.
Mo Yong felt a pang of sadness; he had just given away so many spirit stones and hadn't even received a hug in return.
So Mo Yong decided to make things difficult for his personal weapon refiner again and get Ruoruo the best alchemy furnace!
That evening, Ruoruo painstakingly carried the stove to the Ziwei Immortal Pavilion by herself.
She jumped onto the Soul-Nourishing Jade, pressed her face against Yan Qingran's through the semi-transparent jade, and said in a coquettish tone, "Mother, Ruoruo has learned how to refine pills. How about Ruoruo refines pills for you to see?"
After saying that, she jumped back to the ground, transformed into human form, and skillfully used her spiritual fire to begin refining pills.
Mo Yong stood at the door watching Ruoruo and Yan Qingran, his eyes slightly closed. If only Yan Qingran could be awake.
A quarter of an hour later, Ruoruo exclaimed in surprise, blankly lowering her hand from the alchemy hand seal. The fire in the furnace leaped upwards and with a whoosh, burned all the spiritual herbs to ashes.
Ruoruo bit her thumb and frowned: "How could it fail?"
She practiced four times this morning and didn't fail even once.
Mo Yong comforted him, "It's normal to encounter obstacles on the path of cultivation. Don't bite your hand, just try cultivating again."
Although Ruoruo didn't understand, she obediently started over again, this time being even more focused and careful.
But the same thing happened again; the moment the medicinal power of the elixir was extracted, it disappeared into the alchemy furnace once more.
Ruoruo, incredulous, tiptoed and peered into the stove, only to see medicine residue burned to ashes.
She was so distressed that she turned into a kitten and bit the tip of her paw. This time, however, she didn't bite her fingers, but only her paw.
"Ruoruo," Mo Yong said, lifting her by the scruff of her neck, "you mustn't bite me even with the tips of your claws!"
"But it's really strange. Even if it's burned, it shouldn't be without medicinal properties," Ruoruo muttered. "There must be something wrong with it."
Although Mo Yong did not practice alchemy, he had still learned the basic alchemy process: "Father will take a look and refine it again."
Ruoruo was too lazy to turn into a human, so she simply took out another spiritual herb and threw it in. She controlled the heat carefully, and the moment the medicinal power was extracted, there was a "poof" sound.
The medicinal effects vanished inexplicably once again, and the remaining medicinal essence was burned to powder.
Mo Yong frowned slightly; something was wrong.
Ruoruo blinked and said, "I think I can feel it. Animals are more sensitive than humans."
Mo Yong also transformed into his beast form, shrinking his body to only one size larger than Ruoruo, and squatted down in front of the alchemy furnace together.
The two cats stared intently at the alchemy furnace, while Mo Yong placed a paw on Ruoruo's head, using his powerful divine soul to help Ruoruo enhance her keen senses.
Then the two cats saw that the medicinal power did not fuse with the herbs to become powder or liquid, but instead turned into a wisp of green smoke and drifted into the Soul Nourishing Jade behind them.
The two cats, no longer paying attention to the elixir in the furnace, turned their heads to look at the Soul-Nourishing Jade at the same time.
Yan Qingran inside the Soul-Nourishing Jade remained unchanged, but the color of the jade seemed to have deepened.
Mo Yong transformed back into human form, jumped onto the jade to examine it, and after a moment he confirmed, "The recovery speed has increased somewhat."
Although the changes are extremely subtle, they are indeed faster than before.
Mo Yong had tried pills before, but they had clearly had no effect. The only difference was that this time the elixir was refined on the spot, while the previous ones were finished pills.
Furthermore, the one who refined the elixir was Ruoruo.
Ruoruo's blood can improve the quality of elixirs and help him suppress the evil poison in his body.
She seemed to have been born for the Dao of alchemy.
Ruoruo Cat was unaware of Mo Yong's complicated feelings. Her eyes were red as she sniffed, and she suddenly released a bunch of spiritual herbs into the furnace: "Mother, Ruoruo can help you now."
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