A thin old man in a black robe threw all kinds of spiritual herbs into the cauldron.

After a while, a pill took shape in the cauldron and was collected.

“Another fine-quality pill…”

The old man sighed softly and then began to refine pills again.

The scene was simple. Han Muye saw the same spiritual herbs and the same alchemy technique being refined over and over again.

Every batch was of good quality and fine-quality pills were produced.

He had comprehended the refinement technique of the Clear Snow Pill.

He had comprehended the pill formula for the Clear Snow Pill.

This Clear Snow Pill was a pill that purified one’s physique and eliminated all kinds of poison. According to its grade, it was a peak seventh-grade pill.

Even among the alchemy cultivators in the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, there were probably not many who could refine such a pill.

However, in Han Muye’s opinion, the old man’s alchemy methods were indeed not bad. At least the entire alchemy process was smooth.

However, the old man seemed to be very dissatisfied with his alchemy skills. After refining a furnace of pills, his expression began to change and he became more and more anxious.

“Bam—”

When the furnace of fine-quality pills was put away, the old man finally lost his patience and kicked the pill furnace over.

‘Is that all?’

Fortunately, the scene began to change again. The old man began to refine pills again.

This time, he chose to inject sword Qi into the cauldron.

“In any case, I, Jiang Ming, am not suited to cultivate sword techniques. This bit of sword Qi is useless, so I don’t feel the pinch using it to refine pills…”

The old man’s eyes were bright as sword Qi poured into the cauldron.

The cauldron shook, and the spiritual herbs inside turned into powder.

The old man was unwilling to give up. He injected sword Qi again and again until the sword Qi in his body was used up.

“If I, Jiang Ming, can’t refine a supreme-grade Clear Snow Pill in my life, what’s the use of studying alchemy…”

At the end of the scene, the old man named Jiang Ming sold the pill furnace to a black-robed man and left.

“Jiang Ming, a partial cultivator of the Jade Forest Valley.”

Han Muye muttered softly and took down the name.

After studying alchemy until now, he had a better understanding of why the pills he refined were excellent.

The sword Qi was pure and using it for refining pills, his pills were naturally flawless.

As for the other alchemy cultivators, although they tried their best to improve the quality of the ingredients when refining pills, most of them were unable to do so.

Supreme-grade pills were rare, since it was rare to achieve purity.

After watching the memories of the pill furnace, Han Muye had almost finished refining in the pill furnace.

The spiritual light in the pill furnace surged, and it emitted a bright halo.

“Hum—”

Spiritual energy poured in, and the cauldron turned into a half-foot radius, buzzing and spinning.

Golden-red sword Qi rose from Han Muye’s hand and entered the cauldron.

The sword Qi entered the cauldron, and a clear stream of light appeared on the cauldron.

Han Muye threw all kinds of spiritual herbs into the cauldron in an orderly manner.

Be it the Cloud Qi Pill or the Essence Energy Nurturing Pill, he was already familiar with the refinement process.

The spiritual pill furnace was wrapped in sword Qi and slowly ground to produce powder.

In just a moment, the medicinal powder in the cauldron had already begun to swell and fuse.

The entire process was smooth and perfect.

By noon, Han Muye had already refined five batches of Cloud Qi Pills and two batches of Essence Energy Nurturing Pills.

The spiritual herbs for the Cloud Qi Pill were easy to find. The spiritual herbs for the Essence Energy Nurturing Pill were much more precious, and Bai Suzhen did not have many.

The Cloud Qi Pills refined by Han Muye were five supreme-grade pills each.

There were three Essence Energy Nurturing Pills in each furnace, and at least two of them were supreme-grade.

There was not a single ordinary one.

When he walked out of the quiet room, Huang Six and the others had already started eating.

Han Muye walked over and squeezed in beside Huang Six.

Patriarch Tao Ran, who was chewing on a pig trotter, looked up and frowned. “Are you studying alchemy?”

Han Muye nodded.

He probably smelled like medicine.

In the Sword Pavilion, there were more than one person with a dog nose.

Putting the bone on the table, Patriarch Tao Ran wiped his mouth and turned to look at the Sword Pavilion Elder. “I’m going to have to nag at you.”

“The greatest taboo in cultivation is to be greedy.”

“Just like this pig trotter. You have to simmer it slowly and put in effort. Otherwise, you won’t be able to chew it.”

“Why didn’t you teach him these principles earlier?”

Sword Pavilion Elder opened his mouth and looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye shook his head.

The Sword Pavilion Elder had never told him this.

“What pill did you refine?” Patriarch Tao Ran looked at Han Muye.

“Cloud Qi Pill and Essence Energy Nurturing Pill,” Han Muye said honestly.

Hearing Han Muye’s words, Patriarch Tao Ran shook his head and said, “Look, you’re too eager for quick success. When refining pills, you have to take it step by step. The gap between your two pills is too big. How can it succeed?”

“You’re refining these two pills because they’re not cheap and you need them in quantities, right?”

“Changgong, it’s not that I want to criticize you, but your methods of teaching disciples are bad.”

At this point, Patriarch Tao Ran looked up at the stunned Huang Six. “Zhenxiong is not bad. He has a stable temperament…”

Han Muye felt that this meal was a little hard to swallow.

After dinner, Han Muye, who was about to continue refining pills, was stopped by Patriarch Tao Ran.

“Bring your pill furnace and spiritual herbs to the third floor.”

‘What did that mean?’

This Patriarch even knew how to refine pills?

Seeing Han Muye’s gaze, Patriarch Tao Ran said proudly, “Not long after I entered the sect, I was short of money, so I cultivated alchemy to support my cultivation.”

“I can refine the two pills you refined with my eyes closed.”

Han Muye turned to look at the Sword Pavilion elder.

This Patriarch had been cultivating alchemy since he entered the Sword Sect. Had he gone astray?

…

After returning to the quiet room to pack up the spiritual herbs and pill furnace, Han Muye went up to the third floor.

The Sword Pavilion Elder seemed to be uninterested in Patriarch Tao Ran teaching Han Muye alchemy and went to cultivate.

Patriarch Tao Ran stood in front of the Sword Pavilion window and looked at Han Muye. “Do you have any refined pills? Let me see.”

Han Muye was slightly taken aback.

Yes, but they’re all supreme-grade. The worst one was also at least fine quality.

“I knew you hadn’t been able to refine the pill yet. Although you smell like medicine, you lack the smell of smoke. Naturally, you won’t be able to refine the pill.”

“That little girl called Jin Yuan is covered in smoke smell. It’s obvious that her alchemy skills are not bad.”

Han Muye couldn’t argue.

“Give me the cauldron. I’ll refine two furnaces for you to see.”

Patriarch Tao Ran stretched out his hand and the pill furnace landed in his hand.

“Hum—”

The pill furnace spun gently, and a spiritual fire rose.

As the flames rose, Patriarch Tao Ran’s expression became solemn.

He restrained his aura and raised his hand to throw the spiritual herbs in Han Muye’s hand into the pill furnace one by one.

“Alchemy is like practicing the sword techniques. Don’t be impatient.”

“Controlling fire is like controlling a sword. Don’t be afraid.”

…

Patriarch Tao Ran was not bragging. His alchemy skills were really good.

In less than 15 minutes, a furnace of Cloud Qi Pills was refined.

There were three pills, all of which were fine-quality.

“How about it? Do you understand? After mastering alchemy, every furnace can produce fine-quality pills, and there are three pills in a furnace.”

“Back then, by producing more pills than others and having more fine-quality pills, I was able to cultivate all the way and didn’t have to worry about spiritual rocks.”

Looking up, Patriarch Tao Ran looked at Han Muye proudly.

Han Muye quickly nodded.

“Alright, the Essence Energy Nurturing Pill is a little difficult to refine. You have to watch closely.”

Under Han Muye’s pained gaze, Patriarch Tao Ran took away the spiritual herbs used to refine the Essence Energy Nurturing Pill.

Han Muye only had three portions of spiritual herbs for the Essence Energy Nurturing Pill.

Bai Suzhen had many tricks up her sleeve and managed to get her hands on these herbs.

The spiritual fire in Patriarch Tao Ran’s hand rose, and spiritual light flashed.

It took Patriarch Tao Ran half an hour to refine this furnace.

Two pills, one fine-quality.

“Look, with just one more fine-quality pill, how much more can you earn than others?”

After handing over the pill and pill furnace to Han Muye, Patriarch Tao Ran spoke proudly.

“Alchemy is not bad as a side task. Look, in this short while, I’ve already helped you earn more than 1,000 spiritual rocks.”

The two additional fine-quality Cloud Qi Pills were worth 60 spiritual rocks.

A fine-quality Essence Energy Nurturing Pill was worth more than 1,000 spiritual rocks.

In Patriarch Tao Ran’s opinion, his reward was already very generous to a small cultivator like Han Muye.

If not for the fact that Han Muye was the direct disciple of the Sword Pavilion Elder, he would not have bothered to guide him in alchemy.

A bitter expression flashed across Han Muye’s face.

He had lost tens of thousands of spiritual rocks by letting Patriarch Tao Ran refine these two furnaces of pills.

At least.

“Yes, let me see you refine a furnace.”

Looking at the remaining spiritual herbs in Han Muye’s hand, Patriarch Tao Ran said.

Refining pills in front of Patriarch Tao Ran?

Han Muye hesitated.

“Well, Patriarch, let me ask, can you integrate sword Qi into alchemy?” Han Muye wanted to confirm Patriarch Tao Ran’s opinion on sword Qi alchemy.

“Integrate sword Qi?” Patriarch Tao Ran was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, “Sure, integrating sword Qi can greatly improve the quality of the pill. It might even be possible to produce a supreme-grade pill.”

Patriarch Tao Ran’s words delighted Han Muye.

He was indeed a Patriarch and had a deep understanding of alchemy.

“But have you ever made such a calculation?” The old man looked at Han Muye and said indifferently, “How much is a wisp of sword Qi worth?”

How much was the sword Qi worth?

Han Muye really hadn’t counted.

Seeing his expression, Patriarch Tao Ran shook his head and said, “The cultivation world specially sells Sword Qi Stones that can be absorbed by people. Sword Qi Stones that contain a wisp of Sword Qi are worth 1,000 spiritual rocks.”

A wisp of sword Qi was worth 1,000 spiritual rocks?

‘That expensive?’

“Every wisp of sword Qi was cultivated by a sword cultivator. Actually, it can’t be measured by the value of spiritual rocks at all.” Patriarch Tao Ran’s expression was much more solemn as he spoke in a low voice.

Han Muye believed this.

A sword intent condensed into 128,000 wisps of sword Qi.

Mo Yuan had cultivated in the outer sect for 200 years, but he had never cultivated his own sword intent.

Most of the semi-spiritual weapons on the second floor of the Sword Pavilion were elder-grade swords, and very few of them contained sword intent.

It could be seen how rare sword Qi and sword intent were.

After hearing Patriarch Tao Ran’s words, Han Muye realized how precious sword intent was.

Was it too extravagant for him to use them so extravagantly previously?

“Kid, don’t dawdle. It’s fine even if you can’t refine the pill. Let me see what your problem is.” Patriarch Tao Ran said impatiently.

“I still admire Huang Zhenxiong for this. He’s never hesitant. He stops cultivating just because he says so.”

Han Muye felt that this person was particular about affinity.

He and Patriarch Tao Ran were probably not fated.

Or could it be that he had stolen his purple flame and made him unhappy?

Helpless, Han Muye took out the pill furnace and prepared to throw a wisp of spiritual energy into it to refine pills.

It would definitely be a loss if he refined it using conventional methods.

“Lu Gao greets the Sect Master—”

At that moment, Lu Gao roared from downstairs.

“Lu Gao, your loyalty and bravery are commendable.” Sect Master Jin Ze’s voice sounded.

A moment later, Jin Ze, who had walked up to the third floor of the Sword Pavilion, was slightly stunned when he saw Patriarch Tao Ran and Han Muye.

Seeing the cauldron in Han Muye’s hand, Jin Ze chuckled and said, “Are you discussing alchemy with Patriarch Tao Ran?”

“Patriarch Tao Ran is quite knowledgeable in alchemy. You two should have a common language.”

‘Discuss?’

‘This kid is qualified to discuss alchemy with me?’

Patriarch Tao Ran frowned. Before he could speak, he heard Sect Master Jin Ze say, “Han Muye, the supreme-grade pills you refined are only for sale to Suzhen Store. The elders of the Medical Hall have some objections.”

“It’s fine if it’s a supreme-grade Cloud Qi Pill, but if it’s a pill at the Qi Condensation Realm, it’ll be very difficult for me as the Sect Master.”