The Cultivation Method of Junior Sister is Unscientific

Once again, silence fell over the scene.

Lan Qin looked at Yue Zhao in a daze, “Has your Junior Sister always been so… special?”

Yue Zhao was even more bewildered. He asked very sincerely, “If I say I don’t actually know her, would you believe me?”

“Senior Brother, do you have any more of those spirit melon seeds from last time? I’m running low,” Yun Jin suddenly called out.

Lan Qin silently looked at Yue Zhao.

Yue Zhao silently tossed over a bag of seeds, but still insisted strongly, “She’s just calling out randomly, I really don’t know her.”

Lan Qin nodded.

She believed him, alright?

While the furnace diligently refined the pills on its own, the onlookers had nothing to do but watch Yun Jin eat melon seeds.

She ate one after another.

They looked quite tasty…

After eating seeds for a while, Yun Jin noticed everyone watching her, especially Ming Heng.

He wasn’t just looking.

His gaze held a hint of confusion, a touch of anger, and even an urge to stab someone.

Yun Jin didn’t understand. Was eating melon seeds really so provocative?

Seeing the steadily increasing emotional value, Yun Jin decided she must eat more, absolutely couldn’t stop.

“Is this all you’re going to do? Eat seeds?” Ming Heng gritted his teeth.

Yun Jin paused, then understood.

She stuffed a handful of seeds into Ming Heng’s hand, “Are you bored too? Let’s eat together.”

Ming Heng took a deep breath and said through clenched teeth, “I mean, aren’t you going to control the furnace fire?”

Actually, by the rules of the assessment, the examiner wasn’t supposed to give hints.

But Ming Heng really couldn’t hold back anymore.

Throwing in unprocessed herbs randomly, and even arbitrarily reducing ingredients from the recipe—when refining pills, which alchemist didn’t focus intently, watching every breath, fearing that the slightest mistake in timing would ruin the entire batch?

And Yun Jin?

She just sat there eating seeds?

This wasn’t taking an assessment!

This was clearly insulting the profession of alchemy!

“Control?” Yun Jin said righteously, “No need. This assessment furnace is quite good, it can light its own fire. A mature furnace should know how to refine pills itself. What kind of good furnace needs an alchemist watching it constantly?”

Ming Heng considered himself a person of good cultivation.

But at this moment, his chest heaved up and down. If not for the ongoing assessment, he might have actually raised his hand.

Ming Heng gritted out, “There’s no such thing as a furnace that can refine pills by itself in this world! Acting so recklessly, this batch of pills will explode in moments!”

Hearing this, Yun Jin started breathing heavily.

“What are you doing now?” Ming Heng squeezed out words between his teeth.

Yun Jin looked a bit wronged, “Master Ming, look, I’ve been breathing for several breaths now, but the furnace still hasn’t exploded.”

Ming Heng felt dizzy with anger. He opened his mouth to say, “That’s because…”

Because of what?

Yun Jin looked at him very studiously.

Ming Heng’s words got stuck.

He suddenly became confused too.

Yes!

Despite such reckless behavior, why hadn’t this batch of pills exploded yet?

He couldn’t help but look over.

The furnace was rotating very diligently, and a faint medicinal fragrance had even begun to emanate from inside.

Yun Jin asked, “Master Ming, what were you going to say?”

Ming Heng’s eyes widened.

This…

How was this possible?

Could this furnace really refine pills by itself?

Had he gone mad?

Or had the furnace gone mad?

Or had the world gone mad!

Ming Heng’s gaze began to blur.

He had studied hard for a hundred years to finally advance to a third-grade alchemist. At this moment, all the knowledge he had learned completely collapsed.

“What… what did you do?” Ming Heng couldn’t help but ask Yun Jin.

Yun Jin spread her hands, “What I did, everyone saw together.”

Ming Heng’s lips trembled.

Indeed.

Yun Jin’s every move had been under everyone’s gaze. She was just a Qi Condensation stage girl; under so many watchful eyes, she couldn’t have done any tricks.

So now… was the furnace really refining pills by itself?

Impossible!

Ming Heng began to doubt his life.

Yun Jin couldn’t help but sigh, “Indeed, it’s better to push the furnace than yourself. This furnace is simply too dedicated.”

Ming Heng gritted his teeth, “The way of alchemy is profound and extensive. There must have been some changes we don’t know about during this process.”

As he spoke, he began to mutter, “Could it be that the true method of refining Jade Spirit Pills is to discard other herbs and only use Jade Spirit Grass and Cleansing Spirit Liquid?”

Ming Heng looked up, staring intently at the furnace.

It was too early to say.

The furnace had only not exploded.

Whether it could actually produce pills was another matter.

He didn’t believe such a simple and crude refining method could actually produce pills.

As Ming Heng waited, the medicinal fragrance grew stronger and more concentrated, showing no signs of failing.

Yun Jin still maintained that nonchalant attitude, lazily eating melon seeds.

Ming Heng had already stood up, not daring to blink.

This medicinal fragrance seemed even more potent than ordinary Jade Spirit Pills, spreading throughout the entire street.

The watching crowd began to stir.

What was going on?

Could this chaotic refining method really produce pills?

They had all watched Yun Jin’s earlier actions, which could be summarized in seven words:

They could do it too if they tried!

If this could succeed, did that mean they could become alchemists too?

“Young man, is this some unique refining technique of your Junior Sister?” Chen Longrong couldn’t help but ask.

Yue Zhao: “…It’s… possible, I suppose.”

Chen Longrong also began to ponder.

If this batch of pills really succeeded, should he find someone to try this new refining method?

For now, let’s see the final product of this batch.

Pills were divided into three qualities: ordinary, elite, and perfect.

The higher the quality, the more spiritual energy contained, and the better the effect.

As long as it reached ordinary quality, this batch would be considered successful.

As for elite and perfect qualities, Chen Longrong didn’t dare to imagine.

Having been in the medicinal materials business for many years, he understood alchemy better than most. When alchemists refined pills, they didn’t succeed every time. Especially low-grade alchemists actually had extremely high failure rates. Otherwise, they wouldn’t prepare three sets of herbs for the assessment.

Most people taking the assessment would be considered excellent if they could succeed once within three attempts.

The quality was usually ordinary. Low-grade alchemists shouldn’t even think about higher quality pills.

For example, Ming Heng was now a third-grade alchemist. When he refined first-grade pills, most of the time they were only elite quality. Perfect quality was almost impossible.

Time passed minute by minute.

The fragrance of the pills grew increasingly potent.

The scene became more and more restless.

Ming Heng’s expression grew increasingly solemn.

He didn’t know what had happened, but this batch of pills seemed about to be completed!

If the pills were truly refined, the last step would be to extinguish the fire and collect the pills.

This step was equally important. The alchemist needed to slowly control the heat, gradually cooling the furnace, ensuring that the moment the furnace cooled, the pills would be perfectly formed.

If it was a bit too early or too late, it would either ruin the pills or damage the furnace.

This balance required experience to accumulate.

Did this girl have that experience?

Ming Heng grew anxious.

If this batch of pills really succeeded, it would have great research value.

If this wasn’t an assessment, he would have helped collect the pills himself.

“Oh, looks like time’s up,” Yun Jin put down her melon seeds and walked towards the furnace.

Ming Heng watched nervously.

An outsider might have thought this was his assessment.

(End of Chapter)