The Heart-Protecting Pill formula was controlled by the Meng Family, Foo Family, and the Pill Alliance.
Other alchemists would not possess it.
For Pill Alliance’s Level Four Members, only 10% of the past candidates were able to refine the Heart-Protecting Pill, and most just barely passed the 50% qualification threshold.
It was Ying Zijin’s first time encountering the Heart-Protecting Pill, and she had no instructor to explain the process.
Never mind refining it successfully, she probably couldn’t even produce a single medicinal embryo.
Meng Qingxue also knew that Ying Zijin was one of the current Pill Alliance Level Four candidates.
Yet the difficulty of refining the Heart-Protecting Pill was dozens of times greater than that of the Calming Pill.
The two simply couldn’t be compared.
At this moment, Ying Zijin had already sorted the herbs, completed the essence treatment, and placed them into the medicine furnace, then she proceeded to control the wind force and temperature.
All eyes converged on the girl.
Time ticked away by the minute.
And as Meng Qingxue watched Ying Zijin’s movements, her expression gradually changed from disappointment to shock.
This was exactly how to refine a Heart-Protecting Pill, without a single mistake.
But... no one had taught her.
Meng Qingxue’s face turned slightly red.
The elder on the stage was also startled, and he said solemnly, "Pay close attention, everyone. What Miss Ying is doing is a demonstration. It’s all your first time, and if you perform too poorly later, it won’t be acceptable."
With that, the members all grew nervous.
Only Foo Chen was drowsy and not taking things seriously.
He had accepted the Pill Alliance’s invitation solely to avoid his studies.
Otherwise, he would have been locked in the Alchemy Room for a month without being allowed out.
For Foo Chen, now was the best time to slack off and goof off.
That was until he caught a whiff of a rich medicinal fragrance.
Foo Chen’s eyes snapped open, sparkling, "This utilisation rate is over 80%."
Meng Qingxue pursed her lips, "The pill isn’t finished and hasn’t been tested yet. How do you know the utilisation rate could be over 80%?"
Her best result was only 92%.
And that was after she had practiced by refining it many times.
"My nose is good. Do I still need to test it?" Foo Chen said nonchalantly, "If I say it’s over 80%, then it’s over 80%."
Meng Qingxue didn’t want to argue with Foo Chen, but she had to admit that when it came to talent in Ancient Medicine, Foo Chen was superior to her.
It’s just that Foo Chen was too fond of having fun and wasn’t as dedicated.
Foo Chen’s eyes gleamed even brighter, "Watch closely, the furnace is opening now!"
Under the watchful eyes of all, Ying Zijin opened the medicine furnace.
The fragrance of the medicine became even stronger.
The elder immediately stepped forward to inspect it personally.
After the inspection, he stood frozen on the spot, as if he had been struck by lightning.
Whispers spread among the crowd below.
"What’s going on? Could it be that the refinement failed?"
"It might also be too good."
"But if she really did succeed in the refinement, then calling her the number one alchemy prodigy of the younger generation wouldn’t raise any objections, right?"
"No objections, no objections. At 18 years old, to refine a Heart-Protecting Pill with a utilisation rate over 80%, indeed, there’s none who can compare."
Listening, even Meng Qingxue’s smile was forced.
"Hey old man, hurry up with the result." Foo Chen grew impatient, "What are you standing there for?"
"Ah? Oh, oh, oh!" The elder finally came to his senses. He wiped the sweat from his brow and said with difficulty, "One furnace, four pills, each Heart-Protecting Pill with an 80% utilisation rate."
The revelation caused an uproar.
"One furnace, four pills!! How many pills per furnace does Miss Qingxue have? I remember she has three."
"Congratulations, congratulations. The Ancient Medical field has finally gained another talent. The future looks promising."
Foo Chen clapped his hands, "Impressive, truly impressive."
His eyes twinkled, and he began scheming how to lure Ying Zijin to the Foo Family. That way, he could be free.
Ying Zijin pinched her wrist, collected her share of the herbs, and without lingering, left the Pill Alliance.
Good thing she held back, otherwise she might have ended up with a furnace of ten Heart-Protecting Pills with a 100% utilisation rate.
"Miss Ying."
At that moment, someone chased after her and called out from behind.
It was Meng Qingxue.
"Miss Ying, I would like to invite you into the Meng Family. You have great talent, and the Meng Family could invest all resources in you. I am sincere, and I want to help him."
As long as she treated Ying Zijin well, she might be able to make some amends.
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