Half a big pill, you're in.

There are many ways to process medicinal materials.

Depending on the preferences of each alchemist, the methods of processing naturally vary.

The most classic method is to use spiritual fire to extract the medicinal properties. Before refining, the medicinal properties of the materials are combined together. This can be considered as the initial processing.

A more unusual method is to skip the use of spiritual fire and not extract the medicinal properties. Instead, the medicinal materials are directly piled together and melted once to evaporate all the medicinal properties. Then they are enveloped using special techniques.

This method is very effective but also more challenging. Generally, only renowned alchemists would use this approach.

Apart from these methods, the cultivators present have also seen other processing techniques. After all, it's called the Starry Sky Pill Sect.

But what they have never seen before is what's happening right now.

What in the world are you doing, slicing the medicinal materials?

And you even set up a rusty iron pot with some unknown-grade flames burning underneath. The cultivators can't recognize them either.

Chen Xia covered his sword intent on his hand, lifted the Skyfire Orchid, and waved his fingers continuously.

"What technique is this?" Zhen Hu, who was watching on the side, couldn't help but ask.

"Flower-Cutting," Chen Xia replied immediately, without any hesitation.

"Heh," Zhen Hu thought it must be a technique name he didn't know, unwilling to associate it with the Flower-Cutting he was familiar with.

Well, it's also possible.

This is the Skyfire Orchid used to refine high-grade Dao pills. How could it be treated like ordinary food?

It shouldn't be possible, right?

Zhen Hu hesitated for a moment and asked with a light smile, "Does this Flower-Cutting technique have any special effects?"

"Yes," Chen Xia nodded and then revealed his answer in response to Zhen Hu's hopeful gaze.

"It looks better."

The smile on Zhen Hu's face vanished, and his hopeful expression disappeared. With his hands behind his back, he could only hope that Chen Xia would compensate him for the cost of the medicinal materials later.

Now he furrowed his brows slightly, even more perplexed.

Who the hell spread the news that this person can refine powerful pills?!

As his gaze swept around, he saw Bai Jie not far away.

Bai Jie tilted his head, deliberately not looking at him.

Finally, the Flower-Cutting stopped. Chen Xia looked satisfied at the medicinal materials in front of him, tilted the iron pot, and smirked.

Alchemy is nothing more than the combination of medicinal materials and fire. By integrating the two, one can comprehend the vast path of alchemy, simple and straightforward.

Who says you have to use a furnace or a specific technique to refine pills?

Is alchemy such an inconvenient thing?

He raised the iron pot high, and a rusty shovel appeared in his hand at some point. He shouted loudly,

"I'm stir-frying!"

Zhen Hu, on the side, listened with a furrowed brow. It's one thing to refine pills, but why use vulgar language?

However, in the next moment, his furrowed brow immediately relaxed, and there was even a hint of excitement.

Because Chen Xia really started stir-frying.

The Yin deficiency quality, the Yang Fulfillment Grass, and the precious Skyfire Orchid were dancing in the rusty iron pot. It looked as if the emperor was planting seedlings in the field, everything was so untimely and strange.

Perhaps it's not accurate to say it's strange; using the term "astonishing" would be more appropriate.

Zhen Hu's mouth slightly opened. He used to think that with his cultivation at the Third Heaven of the Heaven Mend Realm, he had seen all kinds of scenes and wouldn't be surprised by anything.

But at this moment, the expression "Mount Tai collapsing in front" is not enough to describe the scene. It feels like the sky is falling apart.

Zhen Hu turned his head and looked at Bai Jie, only to find Bai Jie also had a smile on his face, staring at him blankly.

Zhen Hu opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. However, Bai Jie understood what he meant.

If this person can't afford to pay for the medicinal materials later, I'll confiscate you.

What else could Bai Jie do? He could only nod and close his open mouth, planning to hang up that middle-aged cultivator and teach him a lesson once everything was done.

Buzz!

Suddenly, there was a burst of flames.

Then came the sound of a compact iron pan being struck, as if someone was forging.

And then, it abruptly stopped.

Chen Xia put down the iron pan, took a deep breath, and snapped his fingers at the pot, saying just one word.

"Done!"

This word was like a magical spell.

The sky instantly condensed with dense thunder, with tiny spiritual snakes wriggling among them. Occasionally, there would be loud thunderclaps, revealing a pair of huge eyes, resembling a nine-heaven thunder dragon raising its head.

Zhen Hu furrowed his brow and suddenly slapped himself, concentrating his thoughts and angrily rebuking.

"Inner demon, don't disturb my Dao heart!"

But there was no change in the scenery between heaven and earth.

Has the influence of the inner demon become so deep that it's already changing my perception of common sense?

Zhen Hu furrowed his brow deeply and looked at the thunder tribulation in the sky. He felt that it seemed authentic and not fake.

Then he lowered his head and looked down, where the rusty iron pot was emanating a fragrance.

This must be fake.

Zhen Hu firmly believed.

Boom!

The thunder tribulation descended, striking the iron pot. This was the first thunder to aid in the formation of the pill, a crucial step.

As for the subsequent thunder tribulations, they were meant to enhance the fragrance of the pill, so there was no need to pay attention to them. Only the final thunder tribulation, the thunder dragon hidden within the thunderclouds, was a harmful presence to the pill.

The thunder dragon would steal the fragrance and properties of the pill, and even directly snatch it away.

"Snatch" would be a more appropriate term than "steal."

Chen Xia looked at the sky, and a pure white color flickered in his eyes.

The thunder tribulation in the sky had a strange pause, and then quickly disappeared between heaven and earth. The enormous thunder dragon, let alone stealing the pill, didn't even dare to approach and smell its fragrance.

It hurriedly left, as if it had seen a ghost.

Chen Xia lifted the iron pot and lightly tapped it, causing a pill with orange-yellow flames, rich fragrance, and pure color to leap and fall into his hand.

With just this leap, the fragrance of the Skyfire Orchid filled the entire area, forcefully entering the nostrils of the cultivators present.

This was a top-grade Dao pill. Whether you wanted to smell it or not, you had to smell its fragrance.

Chen Xia held the Yin Yang Separation Fire Pill in his hand and smiled at Zhen Hu.

"The Dao of alchemy, isn't it simple?"

Zhen Hu scratched his head, his mouth agape, his eyes dazed. He really couldn't understand. After a long while, he began to laugh.

"Haha, why don't you become the Sect Master? I suddenly feel unworthy. I'll just be an elder."

Bai Jie's eyes lit up from behind. He knew he hadn't licked the wrong person. He couldn't call him "brother" later, he had to change and call him "father."

Chen Xia firmly refused Zhen Hu's request, stating that he was not a person who acted so casually. He had agreed to be the Elder Supreme, and he would only be the Elder Supreme.

Zhen Hu didn't dare to insist and awkwardly rubbed his head, chuckling lightly.

"I've thought it over again, and indeed, a 70-30 split is truly unreasonable. A 80-20 split makes much more sense. You don't need to worry about anything else. We'll give you 80% of the market value in spiritual stones."

His perspective gradually broadened.

Chen Xia chuckled and fully unfolded the pill in his hand, saying,

"Take a good look at this. What is it?"

Zhen Hu looked puzzled, furrowing his brow, but his pupils quickly dilated, showing a hint of disbelief. His voice trembled as he spoke.

"Half a large pill, the Yin Yang Sky Fire Pill!"

"It's good that you recognize it," Chen Xia nodded. He himself didn't recognize it, but based on past experience, it definitely couldn't be the Yin Yang Separation Fire Pill.

Zhen Hu's expression quickly turned serious. He lowered his head to Chen Xia and deeply reflected.

"I was indeed too careless earlier. The fair and reasonable split should be 90-10. I hope you can forgive me, sir."

"It's alright. It's good that you understand. I'll reward you with this pill," Chen Xia nodded and casually tossed the half pill in his hand to Zhen Hu.

Zhen Hu hurriedly caught it, looking at the half pill in his hand in disbelief, his voice trembling as he asked,

"A reward... a reward?"

"Not enough?" Chen Xia asked in return.

If it wasn't enough, he could refine two more pills.

Zhen Hu didn't reply but accepted the half pill. With a solemn expression, he bowed respectfully to Chen Xia and called out,

"Sir."

This was no longer a matter of one's level of insight.

This was his father!

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