Zhu Yi was furious. Why did all these annoying little creatures she had made a contract with like to ask her for things without asking for them?
The Brahma Lamp in front of her asked her for the golden righteous energy of the Immortal Peach Secret Realm, but Zhu Yi didn't give it to her, so it threw a tantrum.
Now that Old Vine Tree is openly trying to steal the elixir, she won't get it back!
When Zhu Yi first learned to refine the Xuan Tian Sheng Ji Dan, out of ten pills, seven were successful and three were ruined.
The initial success rate of pill formation is 70%, which is not bad and higher than the passing grade.
Wei Weiwei carefully examined the pill in Zhu Yi's palm; it was warm and comforting.
"Junior Sister, you are truly amazing! Although I knew you could refine pills before, seeing you refine pills in person makes me even more impressed!"
Zhu Yi was a little smug after receiving praise from her friends. She was so flattered by Weiwei that she didn't even care about the old vine tree's sneak attack.
"Wait a minute, Weiwei, I'm going to teach my little brats a lesson!" Zhu Yi stuffed a Vitality Pill into Xue Shan's mouth, then opened the Demon Locking Bag and the Brahma Lamp and launched into a long, rambling lecture on setting rules and condemning them.
As Xue Shan chewed the sweet, slightly sour, and bitter medicinal pill, a mysterious spiritual energy suddenly flowed from her abdomen, through her stiff body, and nourished her inflexible muscles.
"Sister Shan! Your complexion has improved!" Wei Weiwei was overjoyed, her bright eyes scanning Xue Shan up and down.
Xue Shan's bruised face was turning red, and the zombie-like color was visibly fading, gradually restoring its original fair and smooth appearance.
"I feel warm all over now, my tongue isn't numb anymore, and I can bend my limbs a little to relax my body," Xue Shan said, feeling the warm changes all over her body and feeling a little excited.
When Zhu Yi returned to check on Xue Shan, her anger had not yet subsided; she was truly annoyed by the chattering of the group.
You can't throw away what you've already made a contract with.
The old vine tree said aggrievedly that the Vitality Pill refined by Zhu Yi could help nourish their bodies. The demonic plants that had been baptized by the lightning tribulation needed to replenish themselves, and it couldn't resist and snatched it because of the smell.
Inside the magic-locking bag, two little zombies were also pestering Zhu Yi for life-saving pills.
Even the Buddhist lamp joined in the fun, flashing incessantly, indicating that the zombie family inside was also going to...
"I'm just a heartless alchemy machine!" Zhu Yi complained to her two girlfriends before starting to investigate the cause of the exploding pills.
Wei Weiwei followed Zhu Yi to examine the traces of the spiritual fire. Although she did not understand alchemy, as a cultivator with a fire spiritual root, she could also discuss some of the mysteries of the circulation of fire spiritual energy with Zhu Yi.
Zhu Yi was piecing together the shattered alchemy furnace.
Wei Weiwei asked curiously, "Junior Sister, did you feel a huge difference in temperature between the two sides of the alchemy furnace fragment?"
"Indeed, the yin energy here is heavy. When I am refining pills, I always feel that the fire spirit energy is not circulating properly and the heat is not enough."
Yin and Yang are opposites, so it was already quite an achievement that Zhu Yi was able to successfully refine this batch of pills, but she just didn't know it yet.
After thinking for a while, Weiwei asked Zhu Yi for a fragment of the alchemy furnace, walked to a small hill not far away, and bent down to dig up herbs with the cool fragment.
Zhu Yi was stunned: "Weiwei, how did you think of that? You actually dug up the medicinal herbs!"
The medicinal herbs on this hillside are also strange. A perfectly fine jade hoe shatters at the slightest touch, but the cold fragments of a medicine furnace remain unharmed.
"Junior Sister, tell me, how can we put these cold herbs into the hot alchemy furnace?" Wei Weiwei tried to analyze the problem using the basic knowledge of alchemy she had just learned.
Although her question wasn't very complicated, it still gave Zhu Yi another way of thinking.
Wei Weiwei placed the medicinal herbs she had dug up in Zhu Yi's hands: "Do you remember the fire of the burning red ribbon when we passed the second level?"
Zhu Yi carefully recalled the scene when they passed the second level. That wisp of dark blue flame was indeed different from the spiritual fire they condensed using fire spiritual energy.
“Junior Sister, our Wei family has some family secret techniques books. They say that cultivators with fire spirit roots in our cultivation world use the purest and most powerful yang fire. However, in the distant Ghost Realm, ghost cultivators are born with a cold and yin nature and cultivate the most yin and gentle ghost fire. This place has been steeped in yin energy for a long time, and even the herbs have a yin energy. So, when we refine pills, could we try using different fires?”
Wei Weiwei boldly voiced her guess: presumably, the medicinal herbs here cannot be dug up with the jade hoe that carries masculine energy, nor can they be refined with the masculine fire of ordinary cultivators.
Zhu Yi looked deep in thought and conflicted.
"Well... I'm just guessing, after all, the fire we usually use won't work here..." Wei Weiwei was a little uneasy. Seeing that Zhu Yi remained silent for a long time, she felt a little insecure.
Xue Shan stood aside and waited silently. She didn't understand why there were so many distinctions between fire spirit energy. If that's the case, does wood spirit energy also have yin and yang?
"Weiwei, you're so clever!" Zhu Yi grinned, "I was just thinking about how to control the Netherworld Ghost Fire you mentioned."
"That sounds like a really cool will-o'-the-wisp. How are we going to get our hands on a source of fire? What else does your family's secret manual say?"
Wei Weiwei also looked troubled: "Actually, it didn't say that much. The secret manual I could get wasn't the kind that the family valued, so there was relatively little information about the Netherworld Ghost Fire on it."
"I think it might be related to the environment. We are native to the cultivation world, so we naturally use yang fire. The ghost cultivators in the distant Fengdu City naturally use ghost fire influenced by their surrounding environment."
Wei Weiwei paused for a moment: "We can't go to Fengdu City in the Ghost Realm to ask for Netherworld Ghost Fire right now, so this is just my guess."
"No, no! Weiwei, after hearing your words, I suddenly understand!" Zhu Yi's round eyes rolled around on her dark face, and she thought it was very feasible.
"Fire is a powerful oxidation reaction that occurs when matter burns. The flames of combustion release light and heat, as well as a lot of carbon dioxide and ash from the burning of different substances!"
Zhu Yi carefully explained the basic knowledge of "fire": "Cultivators in the cultivation world only absorb the surrounding fire spiritual energy for their own use, but very few people create fire spiritual energy?"
Wei Weiwei was completely bewildered by Zhu Yi's interpretation. She didn't understand anything her junior sister was saying, such as what oxygen and chemical oxidation were.
Ugh, another day of being utterly outmatched by my junior sister's vast knowledge.
A sense of indescribable pride surged within Zhu Yi, a precious gift bestowed upon her by a completely different era.
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