Mo Huan's eyes became more serious, his pupils shining, and he focused his attention, trying to get a glimpse of the wonders of the third-level alchemy.

"Buzz"

Chen Sheng waved his hand, and his sleeves fluttered as if floating in the wind. A ball of liquid medicine in the alchemy furnace rolled forward and merged with another ball of liquid medicine.

Then, the rosy glow became brighter, and wisps of Dan Qi gathered and swirled, giving rise to the third kind of mystery.

In the silence, there is the rhythm of nature.

No twists and turns.

"call"

When Chen Sheng saw this scene, he waved his hand and a breeze came out from the furnace, pushing one ball of liquid medicine towards another ball of liquid medicine.

Pharmacology interweaves and mysterious effects are derived.

It repeats like this, as if everything had been arranged in advance.

During the whole process, Mo Huan held his breath and remained silent. He realized that Chen Sheng was being careless. With just one mistake, this furnace of precious third-grade medicine would be burned to ashes in an instant.

If he were to do it, he would certainly be trembling with fear and have no demeanor of a famous scholar. He would be even more impressed by Chen Sheng's alchemy skills.

"This... is hard to describe..."

Butler Zhao could feel that in the tall Wuxuan furnace, waves of vitality were surging, nurturing the creation. That mysterious and majestic energy made his heart shake.

"It's done..."

Chen Sheng had a calm expression and a pure mind. He just wanted to refine the Huangya Fuqi Pill. In the end, he succeeded in refining it.

"Buzz"

In the Wuxuan furnace, a stream of plant and wood essence rushed up into the sky, broke through the furnace cover, and sank into the clouds, like a pillar supporting the sky, stirring up the energy.

Then...

A large mass of dark clouds gathered and covered the courtyard, with a force that seemed to be bringing down the city. Thunder roared above the clouds and moved like a dragon, which was extremely spectacular.

"Dan tribulation?!"

Mo Huan said in surprise and joy.

He often heard that when a third-level elixir came into the world, there would be calamity clouds and thunder, but he had never seen it before. The first reason was that most of the alchemists in the world were mediocre, and the second was that ordinary third-level elixirs could not attract calamity clouds. Only third-level alchemists with superb skills could enjoy this treatment.

That is to say, the Huangya Fuqi Pill refined by Mr. Chen is of excellent quality with few flaws, and is truly a third-grade precious pill.

"boom"

While he was thinking, thunder struck down. The Huangya Fuqi Pill hid in the Wuxuan furnace and did not run out. The thunder fell on the alchemy furnace, which was like a small iron mountain, covered with dazzling lightning.

In a ball of purple light, precious light shone brightly, and the Huangya Fuqi Pill was not affected. Instead, it absorbed the scattered thunder energy, and the medicinal properties became more refined.

"boom"

"boom"

"boom"

Thunderbolts struck one after another, and Chen Sheng could no longer stand by and watch. No matter how extraordinary the elixir was, it was still fragile and could not completely resist the power of heaven and earth.

He waved his hand, crushing the falling thunder, turning it back into pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which dissipated in all directions.

"Buzz"

As the last thunderbolt fell, there was no sound anymore, and the Huangya Fuqi Pill in the alchemy furnace finally flew out. It was round, yellow all over, and had extraordinary spirituality.

It was about to make a fuss when Chen Sheng restrained it, sealed it in a jade bottle, and then handed it over to Mo Huan.

"What a wonderful pill, I really don't want to give it to outsiders."

Mo Huan held the jade bottle in his hand, and looked at the Huangya Fuqi Pill through the thin jade body. It looked like a ball of air, or like a yellow bud grown naturally by heaven and earth, containing tremendous vitality.

Pills of this level and quality are extremely hard to find. I feel heartbroken when I think about it falling into the hands of others.

"Who is refining the elixir?"

Four soldiers wearing golden armor and holding short spears stood in front of the courtyard gate and asked solemnly.

Seeing that he was solemn and majestic, Chen Sheng thought that he must be the law enforcer of the Divine Capital, who was attracted by the thunder tribulation, so he explained the reason.

"Nothing, be more careful next time."

I thought there would be some twists and turns, but I didn't expect the golden-armored warrior to be extremely polite. He came to the door, said a few words, and then left.

"Those are the guards who maintain order in the capital of God."

Butler Zhao whispered.

These people are extremely terrifying, with profound cultivation, and they represent the will of the gods. They are rarely seen during the day, and are as majestic as ghosts and gods at night. It is rare to see them so friendly when they come to visit this time.

"This is the face of a third-level alchemist."

Mo Huan said seriously.

A top-notch third-level alchemist with the potential to reach the fourth-level alchemy, such a person will be respected wherever he goes.

"Cuicheng Wang Family, please come to the mansion to have a chat when you are free."

"I am a servant of the Imperial Censorate."

"The Young Master of Music requests an audience..."

After the pill tribulation, the guards appeared and then went back, and then invitations were thrown into Chen Sheng’s residence one after another. A top-notch third-level alchemist was enough to be taken seriously.

In response, Mr. Chen politely declined, saying only that he would visit if he had the chance.

"Why is there a faint fragrance of elixir?"

Jiang Ming arrived at dusk and could not see Chen Sheng's majestic presence. When he arrived in the courtyard, he felt strange.

Mo Huan stepped forward and described vividly, "You don't know that when the master opened the furnace to refine the elixir and the third-level elixir came out, the fragrance of the elixir was like clouds and thunder struck. What a magnificent scene it was."

He was a true alchemist who did not care about the respect from the powerful. He bowed down in worship of Chen Sheng's alchemy and was already convinced.

"So... I missed it."

Hearing this, Jiang Ming also felt regretful. The skills of a top-level third-level alchemist are hard to come by once in ten years.

"Don't regret it. I'll tell you next time I make the elixir. Come and see it in advance."

Chen Sheng still has two spiritual herbs for the Huangya Fuqi Pill in his hand. He needs this top-level third-grade pill to break through to a higher realm.

"Okay, it's settled then."

Jiang Ming said with a smile.

He was unable to compete for the position of Marquis of Runan and was a frustrated man. He considered things not based on interests but only on his own feelings. When Chen Sheng said this, he actually treated him as a friend.

One day of refining elixir, three days of rest.

The four-day holiday was gone just like that, and Mr. Chen returned to the imperial city. The storage room stood tall and majestic, with a profound heritage that could withstand thousands of storms.

"I never thought you had such alchemy skills."

Xiao Feng was not practicing the flute. He was looking around as if waiting for someone. When he saw Chen Sheng coming back, he came up to him and spoke with a look of amazement.

"You knew that?!"

Mr. Chen was a bit eccentric. He was not a flamboyant person and had never revealed his alchemy skills to anyone. In the storage room, he just quietly explored the secrets of the Yuanliang Dynasty and read books.

"A top-level third-level alchemist is no unknown person. Moreover, the person who commissioned you to make the elixir is the son of the Minister of Literature, a genius. He highly praises your Huangya Fuqi Pill. You have become famous."

Xiao Feng told the story in detail. During the three days that Chen Sheng rested, he refined the Huangya Fuqi Pill, which was like a strong wind blowing, and he really became famous.

"Really? Okay."

Chen Sheng originally frowned, wanting to keep a low profile, but he thought that after he became famous, the Supreme Being behind the heavy curtains might hear about it and change the situation.

This change may be a good thing.

(End of this chapter)