My Informative Cultivation Life

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The dignified examiner sniffed the Pill Fragrance and nodded as well.

After the youth and the Divine Transforming Goddess glanced at the old man, they too became serious.

They had warmed up the Pill Furnace before Yang Ji, and had already begun to grab the Spiritual Medicine, melting them step by step according to the Pill Recipe.

Because Yang Ji's Earth Spirit Fire was of too low a level, it took him considerable effort to warm the Pill Furnace. Those who had started heating their furnaces after him had already begun refining.

But in just a moment—listen!

Bang!

The furnace exploded.

In one Cultivator's Pill Furnace, there was a violent explosion; all the Spiritual Medicine released a burnt scent. It happened because he failed to control the melting process properly, causing the medicines to react too quickly. Their powers couldn't merge, and the energy expanded all at once, resulting in destruction.

The Nascent Soul Cultivator's face turned ashen, knowing he hadn't been meticulous enough, and his control over the temperature wasn't refined. He had failed on his first attempt.

"Hey! Pretend Alchemists can only refine one type of Medicine Pill, but a true Alchemist understands the principles of medicinal properties, recognizing the attributes of various Spiritual Medicines, and knowing their effects. Then they know how to match and refine them, which steps to take first, and which to slow down, all clear in their mind.

Refining medicine pills is just like picking them effortlessly out of their hands."

The youth said with a self-satisfied smile, "I, Du Gumie, have never needed three chances to refine pills. One is enough."

"Those who can only refine one or two types of Medicine Pills shouldn't embarrass themselves here. Better to go outside and be an Alchemist's tool. If you want to become a true Alchemist respected by the world, you still lack the necessary refinement and talent!"

As he spoke, he continued to melt the Spiritual Medicines, perfectly controlling the temperature just right.

During the fusion process, he achieved an almost perfect level. Familiar with the nature of various Spiritual Medicines, he kept the Pill Recipe in mind and remained unruffled.

The Cultivators sighed in their hearts, well aware of the principles involved.

But when it came down to the details, it was exceedingly difficult. To refine a Supreme Medicine Pill, not a single step could go wrong.

The control of temperature had to be perfect. Sometimes a surge in heat might evaporate a bit of medicinal power, potentially leading to a complete loss.

Fusion was also unpredictable, requiring various medicinal liquids from multiple Spiritual Medicines to blend seamlessly. Any more or less would be unacceptable.

In no time, one person made a mistake, and then several followed suit.

By this time, Yang Ji had also warmed up the Pill Furnace and began to melt the Spiritual Medicines.

Previously, he had boasted, drawing Du Gumie's attention. Now the youth looked over with a smile, curious whether he wanted to witness Yang Ji's skill or simply see him fail and take the chance to mock him a bit.

Yang Ji, however, did not disappoint him. With a wave of his hand, a breeze picked up ten different Spiritual Medicines and tossed them all into the Pill Furnace at once.

His demeanor was wild, throwing in ten at once, seemingly reckless to the extreme.

"Young brother, are you trying to melt ten Spiritual Medicines at once? Dividing your attention to control ten different temperatures, do you have that skill? Don't ruin all the Spiritual Medicines at a stroke," the youth found the opportunity and began to mock him with a smile.

Melting Spiritual Medicines was also crucial. Others refined them one or two at a time, cautiously controlling the temperature, but such brazen melting of ten at once had never been seen.

But today, they witnessed it.

Yang Ji split the Earth Spirit Fire into ten, each wrapping around a Spiritual Medicine, and he began to exert his fiery force to melt them.

"This? Not even adjusting the temperature beforehand, directly using fierce fire for refining?" The crowd was stunned, shaking their heads silently, thinking him an incompetent novice.

"This young brother is indeed youthful!" Du Gumie shook his head with a smile. "It's understandable. With only a wisp of Earth Spirit Fire in his hand, how good an Alchemist could he be? He's probably just a rookie fresh out of training."

Even the old man beside him, who was caring for his own medicine, looked over at Yang Ji's operation with an indifferent face.

However, as they watched, their expressions shifted from astonishment to amazement.

Throughout the entire process, Yang Ji made not a single mistake, and all ten Spiritual Medicines were perfectly melted down.

Seeing this, the youth's opinion of Yang Ji changed drastically. His control over the temperature was minutely detailed, treating the Spiritual Medicines as if they were enjoying being melted down by him, experiencing no pain whatsoever.

When Du Gumie watched again, the playful smile on his face had faded, and he started to observe seriously.

He knew that just with this demonstration of temperature control and the understanding of Spiritual Medicines' ages and attributes, Yang Ji was a Grandmaster among Grandmasters, transcendent and saintly.

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