Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
âMaster, please⦠take a seat!â
âYou donât know. I just refined the essence soul pill according to the method you wrote. But⦠I wasnât good at it. I didnât succeed!â
The alchemist, who had taken Jiang Chenâs essence soul pill formula, asked, âMaster, may I know your name?â
âHeâs just a good-for-nothing!â
Jiang Chen looked at the alchemist speechlessly. He had clearly written down the formula to refine the essence soul pill. If he had followed the method written on it, he would have been able to refine the essence soul pill at least once. Jiang Chen hadnât expected that the alchemist would waste a whole batch of essence soul herbs. How bad was his aptitude!
âSince youâve failed to refine the essence soul pill, leave the essence soul herb to me!â
âOf course. Of course.â
Then, the alchemist looked at General Manager Su, who was standing in the corner, and said, âGeneral Manager Su, give the essence soul herb to Master!â
âWhat are you waiting for? Hurry up!â
The alchemists were afraid that they would upset Jiang Chen. All of them looked at General Manager Su and urged him to go get the spirit herbs.
General Manager Su didnât even dare to breathe loudly. After all, he couldnât afford to offend anyone!
âMy lords, please give me a moment. I-I will go get it right away.â
General Manager Su dragged his fat body and trotted away to get the essence soul herb.
Soon!
General Manager Su returned to the hall and handed the bag full of essence soul herbs to Jiang Chen.
âMaster Jiang, these are all the essence soul herbs of our Pill Pavilion. Please keep them.â
Yan Lin, who was standing aside, flew into a mad rage upon seeing this.
âHuh! General Manager Su, what do you mean?!â
âI, Yan Lin, bought some of them with a high-grade Spirit Stone first. Why did you give all the essence soul herbs to him? Whereâs mine?â
Yan Lin helped Tang Xue, who was injured, sit down and started to scold General Manager Su.
A high-grade spirit stone?
The alchemists surrounding Jiang Chen had a strange look on their faces when they heard him.
The alchemist whom Jiang Chen handed the pill formula said disdainfully, âHumph! The pill formula of the essence soul pill isnât something a mere high-grade Spirit Stone can compare to!â
âEven a thousand high-grade Spirit Stones arenât worth mentioning in front of it!â
When the other alchemists heard this, they started to berate General Manager Su.
âWhatâs wrong with you? Is this how you treat a master?â
âYouâre simply a vulgar person!â
Hearing the alchemists berating him one after another, General Manager Su was so scared that his limbs were trembling. He hurriedly apologized with a smile.
âMaster, Iâm sorry. Fellow Daoists, my eyes are poor. Iâve neglected this master.â
As soon as he finished speaking, General Manager Su stared coldly at the instigator of this matter, Yan Lin.
âYan Lin! What are you still standing in the Pill Pavilion for!?â
âThe essence soul herb is already in the hands of this master. Please leave!â
General Manager Suâs expression changed so quickly that he immediately called out Yan Linâs name in a cold voice.
In the eyes of General Manager Su, Yan Lin was simply worthless compared to this group of alchemists in front of him.
If he angered these alchemists, he would be in big trouble.
It wasnât an exaggeration to say that if Yan Lin was allowed to continue being arrogant, the small Sunnywood Town would be razed to the ground!
âKid, just you wait!â
âI, Yan Lin, will definitely get back at you for what you did today!â
Yan Lin wasnât a complete idiot. After he saw that things werenât going well, he left the Pill Pavilion with Tang Xue.
Holding the bag of soul essence herbs, Jiang Chen was about to go back to the sect to refine pills.
However, he suddenly remembered that the True Martial Sect was poor.
Of course, they didnât have a pill furnace anymore. How could he refine pills without a pill furnace?
Then, Jiang Chen looked at the alchemists in front of him with a slight gleam in his eyes.
âI wonder if you can lend me the pill furnace of the Pill Pavilion. I need to refine some pills.â
Hearing Jiang Chenâs request, the alchemistsâ eyes turned red. They looked excited.
âMaster, forgo the formality. You gave us such a precious pill formula. You can use the things in the Pill Pavilion as you like.â
âGeneral Manager Su, go clean the alchemy chamber for Master. Weâll use it soon!â
The alchemists were very excited because of the pill formula that Jiang Chen had given them.
In their opinion, anyone who could easily produce the pill formula that had been passed down in the Red Sun continent for thousands of years was either a disciple of a big family or a descendant of some inheritance.
Such a person was definitely better than them in the field of alchemy.
Now that someone better than them was going to refine pills, it would be a great opportunity for them to observe. How could they miss it?
âI havenât refined pills in a long time. I guess Iâm a little rusty. Please donât take it to heart.â
Jiang Chen said this modestly, but it was from the bottom of his heart.
After all, even he himself couldnât remember clearly. It had been thousands of years since he had refined pills. It was inevitable that he would be rusty.
Soon, General Manager Su, whose face was covered in dirt, finished cleaning up the alchemy chamber.
Led by a group of alchemists, Jiang Chen soon came to the alchemy chamber.
In the middle of the chamber, there were several pill furnaces. Around the furnaces were shelves of spirit herbs.
âMaster, the alchemy chamber is a bit shabby. Please make do with it.â
âMaster, please take whatever you want. You can just tell us when youâre refining pills.â
The group of alchemists were very polite. They were extremely respectful to Jiang Chen.
At this moment, an old man with a head full of white hair stood up in front of a pill furnace. He came up to Jiang Chen calmly.
Besides practicing martial arts, there were many other professions in the Red Sun continent.
Alchemists, runemakers, array formation masters, and so onâ¦
These special professions werenât very powerful, but they were rare, and not many people were able to learn them.
Thus, these special profession cultivators all had their own pride in their bones.
Take the alchemists in front of them as an example. Every person who cultivated martial arts would use medicinal pills to aid their cultivation. Thus, the profession of an alchemist could be said to be very noble.
When the old man appeared, the alchemists around him all shut their mouths as if they were children meeting an adult.
It was obvious that the old manâs identity wasnât ordinary!
âYoung man, do you know what it means to refine pills? Spirit herbs are very precious. Donât waste them!â
Jiang Chen didnât pay attention to him. Instead, he picked up some spirit herbs from the medicine rack and prepared to refine a Blood Spirit Pill.
When the old man saw that Jiang Chen didnât pay attention to him and was about to continue lecturing the ignorant young man, his gaze suddenly fell on the spirit herbs that Jiang Chen had just picked up.
âAre you perhaps going to refine a Blood Spirit Pill?â
The old man frowned and asked in confusion.
âYouâre quite discerning!â Jiang Chen answered casually while picking up the herbs by himself..
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