Chapter 29 Top-Grade Spirit Gathering Pill



As dawn broke, Chen Tianwen finally finished reading all the pill formulas.

Just as he finished reading it.

A sudden, overwhelming feeling washed over me.

"The greatest truths are the simplest..."

"They're here!"

Chen Tianwen was slightly excited.

His guess was right! The prescription can be simplified!

"What a treasure!"

Chen Tianwen touched the jade pendant on his chest, closed his eyes, and focused his mind, carefully observing the pill formula that appeared in his mind.

"After simplification, the Spirit Gathering Pill only requires nine steps and eighty-one breaths to complete. This formula has a 100% success rate!"

"Very good!"

"As long as there are medicinal herbs, I will never lack Spirit Gathering Pills again!"

Chen Tianwen thought happily, and then immediately dragged Yao Yuan and Xiao Er aside to begin refining pills.

Although this was Chen Tianwen's first time refining pills, with the help of the simplified pill formula, he felt that refining pills was such a simple and natural thing, just like his cultivation had no obstacles.

After eighty-one breaths, Chen Tianwen extinguished the furnace fire. The furnace was quiet, and no smell wafted out.

Just then, a sliver of dawn appeared in the eastern sky, and several roosters crowed. Yao Yuan's eyelids twitched slightly, as if he were about to awaken.

Chen Tianwen frowned.

"It's not going to fail, is it?"

Quickly open the alchemy furnace, and instantly, a fragrant aroma of elixir fills the air, making one feel refreshed and clear-headed.

Chen Tianwen was overjoyed; he had actually refined three Spirit Gathering Pills in one go!

Just as I was about to take the three Spirit Gathering Pills away...

"I've successfully refined the Spirit Gathering Pill! I've succeeded! Haha..."

Suddenly, Yao Yuan's murmur reached my ears.

They saw Yao Yuan lying on the ground, sniffing intensely, his eyes closed, muttering to himself, clearly talking in his sleep.

A hint of reluctance appeared in Chen Tianwen's eyes.

This Yao Yuan is truly pitiful. He is clearly a core disciple in the Golden Core stage, someone who would be the center of attention and above thousands of others in other peaks.

But having such a terrible master, he's been tormented like this.

"Fine, I'll lend you a hand!"

With a sigh, Chen Tianwen put down a Spirit Gathering Pill and then gently closed the alchemy furnace.

In an instant, the fragrance of the elixir vanished again.

Yao Yuan couldn't smell the fragrance of the elixir, and his brows furrowed.

"Spirit Gathering Pill, my Spirit Gathering Pill, who stole my Spirit Gathering Pill...!"

"Yaoyuan! The Spirit Gathering Pill! Have you finished refining it?!"

Just then, a thunderous shout came from outside the door. Chen Tianwen heard a loud bang, indicating that the vermilion door had been kicked open.

Upon hearing this stern shout, Yao Yuan abruptly opened his eyes.

"Second Elder, the Second Elder is here! It's over! Everything is over!"

"Yao Yuan! I've come here, and you dare refuse to see me! You've grown quite bold!"

At this moment, the stern shout had already reached the entrance of the alchemy room.

With a bang, the door was pushed open.

An old man wearing a long robe of blue brocade and purple embroidery entered. He wore a jade gourd and a golden crown, had a mean face, triangular eyes, a hooked nose, and a hint of madness in his eyes.

The old man was followed by five or six core disciples dressed in silver-white robes.

Yao Yuan scrambled to his feet, quickly slid down to his knees at the old man's feet, and began kowtowing repeatedly.

"Disciple greets Master! Disciple—"

Before Yao Yuan could figure out how to explain, the Second Elder kicked him aside and strode towards the alchemy furnace.

Yao Yuan felt despair and followed timidly behind the others.

As soon as the Second Elder entered the alchemy room, he sniffed the air and frowned, his already serious face becoming even more gloomy.

"Hmph! The burnt smell in the air is so strong that I can tell at a glance that you placed the Qingmao grass a few breaths too late. The elixir didn't bind together, and the fire didn't subside. How could it possibly form a pill?!"

Chen Tianwen looked at the residue he had casually swept up next to the alchemy furnace and touched his nose.

"Remember this, you must not make the same mistake as him!"

The six disciples behind him nodded repeatedly, some with a hint of schadenfreude in their eyes.

The second elder frowned and shook his head.

"Yao Yuan, it seems your talent is indeed lacking! You haven't been able to refine a single Spirit Gathering Pill in eighty-one days. Pack your things and come back to the alchemy room with me!"

Yao Yuan looked like he was about to die, filled with fear and resistance, but dared not speak.

The Second Elder snorted coldly.

"What, you're still not willing?"

As he spoke, the Second Elder slammed the alchemy furnace open with a palm strike, his eyes still fixed on Yao Yuan with unwavering sharpness.

"You're so useless, I don't even need to look at you, you're probably just a pile of ashes left—wait?"

What is this smell?

A pleasant, subtle yet instantly refreshing fragrance filled the air, making the Second Elder feel almost ethereal.

"Could it be that the Grand Elder has concocted another excellent elixir?"

The Second Elder was jealous, but he first composed himself, preparing to teach Yao Yuan, this arrogant disciple, a lesson. Being his medicine man was an honor that others would beg for!

"If you come with me to the alchemy room, you will surely make progress within a year—"

The Second Elder continued his lecture, but Yao Yuan looked as if he had seen a ghost and lost his soul, staring at the alchemy furnace.

Everything was quiet all around.

The Second Elder glanced around and saw that everyone else was also staring at the alchemy furnace in disbelief, speechless.

"A bunch of ignorant fools! The residue from the Spirit Gathering Pill is just a bit darker—"

The Second Elder glanced disdainfully at the alchemy furnace, then immediately turned his head, his eyes widened, his hands trembling as he stared intently at the alchemy furnace, where a perfectly formed Spirit Gathering Pill, exuding a fragrant aroma, was as white as jade and contained countless dark patterns and silver light.

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