Ruoruo sent out the letter and selected many medicinal herbs for them to send over.
The Underworld King and all the alchemists watched as she selected the medicinal herbs.
Several veteran alchemists couldn't help but discuss: "We've used this elixir before, but the effect wasn't obvious."
"But the patient did feel better after taking her medicine just now."
"Could it be due to a difference in alchemy techniques?"
"But what's the point of adding these two herbs? They're not special at all."
The crowd gradually began to doubt: "Can this little girl handle it?"
They even began to doubt whether the medicine Ruoruo had taken out earlier was actually made by her or by her master, the God of Green Wood.
The Underworld King stared at Ruoruo without saying a word, feeling that this little girl was not so simple.
After gathering all the medicines, Ruoruo began refining the elixir.
With a flick of her sleeve, twenty-four alchemy furnaces fell around her, arranged in a pleasing, staggered pattern.
The alchemists were instantly stunned: "With so many alchemy furnaces, could it be that the pills she's making are prone to exploding?"
The Underworld Lord, however, looked at the arrangement of the alchemy furnace and his expression turned serious.
The way these alchemy furnaces were arranged seemed to be related to a spell he had once read about in an ancient book.
In order to solve the problem of miasma in the underworld, the King of the Underworld consulted countless ancient books and also saw this strange incantation.
In order to refine enough pills, ancient alchemists created a formation, using the alchemy furnace as the array point and themselves as the array eye, forming a grand alchemy array.
The ancient book is incomplete, and apart from leaving behind a small half-drawn diagram, it does not provide a detailed explanation of this large formation.
The Underworld Lord did not take it seriously, considering it merely a prediction by an ancient alchemist that could not be realized, since there was no information passed down to prove the existence of such a technique.
However, the location where Ruoruo placed the alchemy furnace now overlaps with part of that incomplete ancient book.
If one simply relies on their own experience and intuition in alchemy to set up the alchemy furnace, without knowing anything about any grand formations.
With a wave of her hand, Mo Jinyan opened his mouth and spewed out Phoenix True Fire, causing all twenty-four alchemy furnaces to start operating simultaneously.
Countless spiritual herbs flowed into the alchemy furnace following Ruoruo's incantation.
An old alchemist shook his head helplessly: "Isn't this ridiculous? Even the God of Green Wood can only refine three batches of pills at most at a time."
“No, the pills she refined in each of the twenty-four batches were different,” another old alchemist said, somewhat shocked.
Ruoruo held a magic hand seal, her little face very serious, completely ignoring the sounds of the outside world.
She had experience selling pills in the human realm, and had made many attempts to increase the speed of pill refining.
Now that she is making her first move in front of the Underworld King, she naturally doesn't hold back at all, showing off her strength so that she has enough leverage to negotiate with him.
If Ruoruo had no doubt that if she failed to demonstrate the corresponding strength, the Underworld Lord would likely break the contract and take her life.
All the alchemists gradually fell silent, their eyes fixed intently on Ruoruo's hands.
They had never seen such a pill formula before; it was incredibly complex and full of profound mysteries. Some of them even took out their recording stones to begin taking notes.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Ruoruo clasped her hands together, and the lid of the alchemy furnace opened instantly.
The twenty-four batches of pills were all different varieties, yet they subtly echoed each other, enhancing the quality of the pills, as if forming a grand array of pills.
"In a quarter of an hour, twenty-four batches of pills, each batch containing thirty-six top-grade pills... How dare Qingmu be her master?" The leader of the alchemists was utterly shocked.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible, there must be something wrong, there must be something wrong..." On the other side, the alchemist, who had been known as a genius in alchemy since childhood, watched this scene with disbelief, muttering to himself almost like a madman.
The Underworld Lord chuckled with a hint of jealousy in his voice: "That Mo Yong is truly blessed. If I could grow up smoothly, she might just be my daughter."
Ruoruo paid no attention to the reactions of those around her. She took out Kunlun and placed it in the center of the pills: "Eat as much as you want. I need plenty of leaves."
Kunlun excitedly shook its sword, not only absorbing all the vitality and energy emanating from the pills, but also extending countless vines to wrap around the pills, devouring them bit by bit.
"What is this thing?" The alchemist looked at the broken wooden sword in mid-air with great heartache. "These are top-grade pills, more than eight hundred of them have been wasted like this."
"Back then, the divine artifact Kunlun was the eleventh divine artifact in the world, and also the only sword that could save lives." The Underworld Lord's pupils were one white and one black, and the phantom of the Asura Gate faintly appeared behind him, revealing the true nature of the divine artifact Kunlun.
The Sword of All Living Beings can save countless lives with a single strike.
Ruoruo didn't feel bad about the pills at all. While happily consuming the pills in Kunlun, she carefully picked leaves from the Kunlun vines.
She was confident because these people wouldn't be able to identify the ingredients in her medicine.
This is because one of the ingredients is the leaf from the Kunlun vine.
Kunlun would grow vines on its own, which Ruoruo had long been curious about. When she learned that picking these leaves would not cause Kunlun any pain, she used pills to exchange for many leaves from Kunlun to research new medicines.
All the pills she refined this time were exchange items for Kunlun.
Although Kunlun doesn't feel pain, it will be somewhat listless after its leaves are picked. If Ruoruo feels sorry for it, she won't just take from it, but will also replenish its spiritual energy.
Kunlun hadn't had such a massive supply of ammunition in a long time.
It generously grows many vines, offering its leaves to its owner.
Ruoruo collected several jade box leaves until Kunlun's body began to twist, then she stopped.
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