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In the Earth Fire Alchemy Room, the refining of the Primordial Yang Pill had reached its final stage.
"Merge!"
Fang Chen spoke in a low voice, and the hand seal he held suddenly changed. The Inferno Chamber burning beneath the Dan Furnace expanded dramatically in an instant. A wave of heat surged throughout the entire Earth Fire Alchemy Room.
Inside the Dan Furnace, a thick pool of golden liquid began to emit wisps of extremely fine gray-black gas. These were impurities from the medicinal materials. As these impurities dissipated, the golden liquid gradually congealed into the shape of a pill. A faint Herbal Fragrance wafted through the air.
"The pill is complete!"
A flash of brilliance appeared in Fang Chen's eyes. The ancient bronze Dan Furnace, glowing red-hot, seemed to possess a spirit of its own as the lid slid open by itself. Nine thumb-sized pills, entirely golden, were mysteriously lifted out of the Dan Furnace by an unknown force.
Taking out a milky-white jade bottle from his bosom, Fang Chen waved his sleeve, and the nine Primordial Yang Pills flew into the jade bottle. The pills would quickly lose their medicinal properties if exposed to air, so they had to be stored in such jade containers.
"It should be lively outside now," Fang Chen murmured softly to himself. He raised his head and glanced outside the Earth Fire Alchemy Room. Then, while continuing to sort through the medicinal materials beside him, he muttered, "Should I refine Spirit Essence Pills or Gathering Qi Pills? Hmm, refining fourth-grade pills would be too ostentatious; I might as well refine some Gathering Qi Pills."
As time gradually passed, outside the Earth Fire Alchemy Room, many people began to frown as they looked at the two tightly closed stone doors that showed no signs of movement. Some even started to sneer.
"It’s been half a day already, and Fang Chen hasn’t come out yet. Could it be that he knows things aren’t going well and is too scared to show himself?" Fang Nansiao mocked.
"Father, perhaps Fang Chen's cousin is refining some high-grade pills; let’s just wait and see," Fang Qiyang said with a smile, his words laced with sarcasm.
"Hmph! He won’t succeed; that little brat has made Old Man wait for him! Old Man’s precious time shouldn’t be wasted on this brat!" Master Qinggu exclaimed as he flicked his sleeve, seemingly ready to leave.
Furrowing his brow, Second Elder also felt some doubts. However, seeing Fang Qingshan nearby looking calm and seemingly unconcerned, Second Elder still stood up to comfort him: "Master Qinggu, since we’ve already waited this long, it would be a pity to leave now. That bet might..."
"Fine, Old Man wants to see how long he can stay in there!" Upon hearing about the bet, Master Qinggu sat back down again.
Boom...
At that moment, a dull sound suddenly echoed, and in the line of sight, the two stone doors of the Earth Fire Alchemy Room, which had been tightly closed, slowly opened. A light laugh came from within: "Oh, so many people are waiting for me."
Seeing the gaze of more than ten people suddenly focused on him, Fang Chen stepped out of the Earth Fire Alchemy Room and greeted each one leisurely: "Greetings, Father, Second Granduncle, Second Uncle, Third Uncle..."
"I heard that Fang Chen's nephew is refining pills inside. Could you show us what kind of pill you've made?" Looking at the calm Fang Chen, Fang Nansiao frowned and was the first to speak up.
"Hmph, how could a brat understand alchemy!" Glancing disdainfully at Fang Chen, Master Qinggu sneered. In his view, it was impossible for someone who had just blown up a Dan Furnace not long ago to suddenly know how to refine pills.
Fang Chen looked at the somewhat peculiar Master Qinggu and suddenly felt a bit sorry for this old fellow. Previously unfortunate enough to be splattered with blood by Zhou Er Luo before his death, if he knew that this brat he spoke of was a Ninth-Rank Alchemist, he wondered what his reaction would be...
Thinking this way, Fang Chen did not stop his movements. He reached into his robe and then opened his palm: "I wonder if this is what you all are talking about."
In Fang Chen's hand lay a pill the size of a longan, entirely milky white. A faint Herbal Fragrance wafted out as Fang Chen opened his palm.
"Gathering Qi Pill!" Master Qinggu's gaze suddenly sharpened, filled with disbelief. His aged body quickly appeared beside Fang Chen as he reached for the Gathering Qi Pill in Fang Chen's hand. Master Qinggu's body began to tremble slightly.
The Gathering Qi Pill is a Second-Rank pill; it isn't particularly precious, but the person who refined this Gathering Qi Pill is... Fang Chen?!
"I refined quite a few just now. If Master Qinggu likes it, I have more here," Fang Chen said with a somewhat wicked smile. As he spoke, three more Gathering Qi Pills appeared in his hand. He flicked them with his fingers towards the Second Elder, his father, and Fang Nansiao.
Seeing the shock on everyone's faces, Fang Qiyang laughed loudly in misunderstanding: "Hey, when did Brother Chen buy so many Gathering Qi Pills?"
"Shut up!" Fang Nansiao shouted angrily, looking at the Gathering Qi Pill in his hand with a grim expression.
Is the elixir just freshly refined? With their keen eyes, they could naturally tell at a glance.
"Cheng'er, when did you start refining elixirs? Who taught you?" The Second Elder's face was filled with joy, and the way he addressed him had subtly changed. A young second-tier alchemist from their own family held a value far beyond that of a family offering who had yet to reach the fourth tier.
"No one taught me; I just looked through a few alchemy books and managed to refine it by chance. I didn't expect to succeed," Fang Chen scratched his head and began to ramble.
However, his nonsensical talk sounded like a miracle to the Second Elder and the others. To be able to refine a second-tier elixir without any guidance, just by reading a few books—such talent in alchemy was truly extraordinary!
Even Fang Qingshan, who had been somewhat prepared for this moment, wore an excited expression. How could he not be happy that his son possessed such talent in alchemy? But after the excitement, Fang Qingshan turned his smiling gaze toward Master Qinggu.
Seeing Fang Qingshan's look, Master Qinggu's mouth twitched, and his body began to tremble slightly, his face ashen.
He brought this upon himself; he deserved it!
...
The moon hid behind sparse stars on a dark night, carrying a hint of coolness.
Having finally escaped from the Second Elder, who treated him like a treasure, Fang Chen stepped out of Fang Residence with a mix of excitement.
"Young Master Fang Chen, it's late; please be careful for your safety..."
"Let some of the guards accompany the young master."
As Fang Chen appeared at the entrance of Fang Residence, a group of guards stationed there immediately spoke up enthusiastically.
"I'm just going for a stroll; it's not necessary."
Fang Chen shook his head helplessly. Ever since the news of him refining the Gathering Qi Pill spread in the afternoon, the attitude of everyone in Fang Residence, including many guards, had changed completely. The enthusiasm was so overwhelming that it made Fang Chen feel as if he had walked into the Red Lotus Pavilion.
Finding it somewhat amusing, Fang Chen did not stop his steps. Time was pressing; now that the Primordial Yang Pill had been successfully refined, it was time to investigate the Spirit Mine secretly exploited by the Wang family beneath the Absolute Yin Realm.
According to his memories from his previous life, the Wang family's Spirit Mine was located in a mountain range to the north of the city. After leaving Fang Residence, Fang Chen did not head straight to the Spirit Mine but instead wandered aimlessly, taking several twists and turns until he arrived at a secluded alley.
"After following me for so long, you should show yourself now."
In the dark alley, silent and empty, Fang Chen's soft words seemed to be directed at the air.
Just after his words fell, the air beside Fang Chen rippled slightly, and a shadow rushed toward him at high speed. In the moonlight, a glint of cold light flashed in this shadow's hand.
A hint of mockery appeared on Fang Chen's face as he stepped back half a pace, evading the shadow's lethal strike. The severe Qi Energy swept past him, and with a calm expression, Fang Chen lightly extended his hand and struck at the shadow's waist. At the same time, a frenzy of Qi Energy burst forth from his palm.
Bang!
With a muffled thud accompanied by a painful groan, followed by the sound of something heavy hitting the ground. Under Fang Chen's strike, the shadow was instantly sent flying over ten feet away, lying motionless on the ground as if it had lost all consciousness.
The sound of Fang Chen's footsteps echoed in the quiet alley.
Beneath his feet, the black figure remained still, only trembling slightly. Its face was quite ordinary but pale and filled with pain as its eyes were tightly shut.
A cold smile gradually spread across Fang Chen's lips. In fact, he had already noticed someone following him since he stepped out of Fang Residence.
"Are you wondering how a professional at Body Refinement Realm Level Seven could be detected by a mere wastrel at Body Refinement Realm Level Four? And that this wastrel even managed to evade your lethal strike and injure you?"
"At this moment, are you still thinking..." Fang Chen leaned down and spoke to the black figure at his feet.
At that moment, the black figure, which had been trembling lightly, suddenly opened its eyes and lunged violently towards Fang Chen's embrace!
The cold smile at the corner of Fang Chen's mouth remained unchanged. As the black figure moved, he twisted his body in an extremely strange posture, like a twisted doughnut, evading the sudden attack!
"Still thinking of playing dead and then striking suddenly for a complete turnaround?" Fang Chen continued from where he left off.
As he spoke, the Qi Energy within him surged rapidly, delivering punch after punch that struck the black figure like lightning. Each blow landed with a thud, accompanied by the sound of cracking bones. The formidable black figure at the seventh level of Body Refinement Realm had no chance to resist under Fang Chen's onslaught, becoming nothing more than a punching bag.
A faint smell of blood gradually filled the air.
"Kill... kill me..." the black figure trembled as it weakly spoke.
Fang Chen's relentless beating was executed with great skill; it was not lethal but extremely painful. Each punch felt as if it were tearing the entire body apart. After a dozen punches, it was truly worse than death!
"Good!" Fang Chen nodded in satisfaction and then delivered a heavy punch to the black figure's chest. The sternum shattered completely, blood splattering out as the intense smell of blood surged into the air.
Looking at the black figure, now breathless yet still wide-eyed in disbelief, Fang Chen's expression remained indifferent as he murmured to himself, "Are you still wondering how I managed to kill you so easily?"
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