C48 Alchemy Is the Same as Cooking Beans

Mo Yunyun was completely disheartened about this trip. Mo Changyou had even reprimanded the Lady Boss, making it seem impossible that she would lend out her Pill Furnace.

"This is a problem," Mo Yunyun sighed internally.

Yet, as she was on the verge of exiting the door, the Lady Boss's sharp rebuke made her whip her head back around.

"Don't you dare be disrespectful to the master!"

"Master?" Mo Yunyun was bewildered.

The waiter, too, was left stunned by the Lady Boss's outburst. He was filled with confusion and astonishment.

He was well aware of the Lady Boss's pride and her distinguished birth. In the whole Imperial Capital, only two or three individuals could possibly compel her to address someone as 'master.'

The Lady Boss approached Mo Changyou with a respectful bow.

"My name is Yan Weilan. I was mistaken earlier. Please accept my apologies, Master," she said with utmost reverence.

The waiter and Mo Yunyun, witnessing this, were utterly astounded.

The Lady Boss, notorious for not showing even the Patriarchs of the three major families any deference, was now paying respects to Mo Changyou.

"You've shown some discernment. Where's the Grade Three Pill Furnace? I intend to concoct pills right here today. Any objections?" Mo Changyou gave the Lady Boss a cool, unimpressed look. His demeanor remained unchanged despite her newfound respect.

This further convinced Yan Weilan that the young man before her was extraordinary.

"I have no objections. The Heaven Rank's Grade Three Pill Furnace is at your disposal. I only ask that you might share some of your expertise in pill refining with me," Yan Weilan said, her respect evident.

"You aspire to be a Grade Four Alchemist, but your fire control skills are inadequate for producing a Grade Four Medicine Pill. Pay close attention when I start refining pills later," Mo Changyou advised, piercing through Yan Weilan's intentions with a single glance.

Yan Weilan was inwardly shaken by his insight. Simultaneously, she grew curious about the identity of this youth, who appeared to possess only Energy Condensation Level 6.

"Go fetch my Pill Furnace for him," Yan Weilan instructed the waiter without delay.

"Right away," the waiter responded, swiftly moving to retrieve the Pill Furnace.

This scene left Mo Yunyun utterly convinced that there would be no issues with the pill refinement process.

She couldn't help but steal a glance at the handsome young man beside her. Mo Changyou had kept a low profile for sixteen years.

"The Second Master, once unrivaled in his splendor, seems quite ordinary in comparison," Mo Yunyun mused to herself.

The waiter presented a pitch-black Pill Furnace, its surface etched with a variety of intricate Divine Patterns designed to assist an Alchemist in accelerating the pill-making process.

Mo Changyou gazed at the Pill Furnace, feeling a stir of emotion. He was about to use this modest Grade Three Pill Furnace for his alchemy.

"What kind of pill are you planning to refine?" inquired Yan Weilan, her curiosity piqued.

"A Grade Three Medicine Pill, the Heavenly Frost Pill," Mo Changyou replied.

"The Heavenly Frost Pill?" Yan Weilan felt a jolt of surprise. As a Grade Three Alchemist herself, she had no confidence in her ability to refine such a pill.

Indeed, even a Grade Four Alchemist would struggle to produce it.

Firstly, the Pill Formula for the Heavenly Frost Pill was a rarity, a pill designed to counteract Qi Deviation and scarcely found within the Cultivation Realm. Moreover, the Alchemist must maintain precise temperature control during its creation; any slight variance could render the pill ineffective due to its purpose in combating Qi Deviation.

Yan Weilan quickly suggested, "The Master is about to prepare the medicinal herbs; we should step out."

In the Alchemist profession, peeking at someone else's Pill Formula is considered disgraceful.

"It's merely a Grade Three Pill Formula, hardly valuable. Miss, please fetch the Fire Cleansing Ganoderma and Demonic Heart Grass," Mo Changyou said as he turned to receive the herbs from Mo Yunyun.

He downplayed the value of the Grade Three Pill Formula, but this was the highly sought-after Heavenly Frost Pill!

Should this formula ever be disclosed, it would undoubtedly provoke a fierce competition among Inscription Experts.

Yan Weilan was taken aback by the revelation.

The formula was worth tens of thousands of spirit stones.

Yet, upon considering that the young man before her might hail from an elite alchemical lineage, she found herself coming to terms with his nonchalance.

Upon receiving the medicinal herbs from Mo Yunyun, Mo Changyou deftly placed them along with the Eternal Snow Lotus into the Pill Furnace. In a flash, the Spirit Energy in his hands ignited into flames, commencing the pill refinement process.

Yan Weilan watched intently, her gaze fixed on the flickering flames as Mo Changyou worked. The Pill Furnace hummed and popped, yet Mo Changyou remained undisturbed, expertly managing the flames as the temperature within the furnace steadily rose.

The herbs, coaxed by the Spirit Energy, melted into a liquid before gradually solidifying. Throughout the process, Mo Changyou maintained a serene demeanor, observing the Pill Furnace's activity with a natural ease.

After just fifteen minutes, the pill took shape. With a gentle tap on the Pill Furnace, three white Heavenly Frost Pills, each adorned with intricate patterns, fell into Mo Changyou's palm.

The shop assistant, who had been observing the entire process, was taken aback. "Is that all?" he exclaimed, his eyes wide with disbelief. Mo Changyou had managed to complete the pill refinement in a mere fifteen minutes—a task that would take his Lady Boss well over an hour, and up to four hours for more complex concoctions.

Yan Weilan stood speechless, having barely registered Mo Changyou's initial temperature adjustments before the process was over. But upon seeing the Heavenly Frost Pill in his hand, her surprise was so profound that she instinctively brought her hand to her mouth in astonishment.

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