As the mist dissipated, the crowd took a closer look and realized that the surroundings of the pill box were dark. There was no light at all.
Seeing this scene, the crowd couldn't help but start discussing.
"See, I told you that he refined a pile of trash."
"This kind of person is really hateful. He has no ability but likes to show off!"
Hall Master Feng pursed his lips in disdain. Just as he was about to speak, a ball of flame shot out of the cauldron and enveloped the pill box.
"This, this is … the True Samadhi Fire!?"
Hall Master Feng and the others' faces twitched slightly as they exclaimed in shock. As alchemists, they were extremely sensitive to flames.
The blazing flame and the heatwave were enough to prove that this was the long-lost True Samadhi Fire of the pugilistic world!
Even among the high-level alchemists of the pugilistic world, only a few of them had mastered the True Samadhi Fire, right?
However, at this moment, they were witnessing the True Samadhi Fire with their own eyes. After burning for half a minute, the flame gradually dissipated. Following that, the pill box shone with a white and gold radiance.
"Hiss." Gasps could be heard from the crowd. Golden radiance?
At this moment, they couldn't believe their eyes.
According to their understanding, only the legendary third level spirit pills would glow with a golden radiance!
What the hell was going on? Without a doubt, they were on the verge of collapsing. The radiance around the pill box showed no signs of dissipating. However, everyone present was a martial artist. Through the dazzling radiance, they could see the essence of the pill.
There were a total of ten pills in the pill box. Two of them were glowing with a golden radiance while the rest were glowing with a white radiance. Not a single one was glowing with a green radiance. What did this mean?
A hundred percent success rate. The worst pill would be a second level Spirit Concentration Pill. Even a big shot like Hall Master Feng was taken aback.
After living for so long, this was the first time he saw someone refine a third level spirit pill with his own eyes!
The shock in his heart was indescribable.
In an instant, the atmosphere became weird. Those who mocked him earlier fell into silence. Even if they wanted to say that they were lucky, it wouldn't work.
According to the success rate of a first rank apothecary, there was less than 20% chance of concocting a second rank pill. Sometimes, if one was unlucky, they might not even be able to concoct a second rank pill even after half a month, let alone a third rank pill. Perhaps the probability was only 1/1000 …
A second tier apothecary would be able to double the probability of refining a second tier medicinal pellet. However, it was still unrealistic to produce a third tier medicinal pellet. If one was lucky, he might be able to produce one every three to five years. In any case, Hall Master Feng had never produced a third tier medicinal pellet in his thirty odd years of alchemy. Of the three hall masters of the True Martial Pavilion's Pill Refinement Hall, only one had managed to produce a third tier medicinal pellet. Back then, the entire Pugilistic World was shocked. Even the people of the pugilistic world were amazed.
It was already shocking enough that there were so many grade-2 pills, but to think that there would be two grade-3 pills as well. At this moment, everyone, from Hall Master Feng to the apothecary boy, had the urge to 'knock into the cauldron and commit suicide'.
This was especially true for Hall Master Feng. This was too much of a blow to his confidence. He felt that all his decades of experience had been wasted.
Fortunately, he didn't rush to speak just now. Otherwise, his face would have been in so much pain. He instantly retracted his contemptuous heart and became extremely sincere. He was like an elementary school student meeting his teacher.
"Grandmaster, may I know where your teacher is?" Hall Master Feng asked cautiously.
"Gulp."
These disciples couldn't help but swallow their saliva. Normally, Hall Master Feng liked to flaunt his seniority. But now, he was addressing a young man as' Grandmaster '. This was no longer just being polite. It was a sign of reverence and worship.
The guy who mocked me earlier subconsciously shrunk his head, afraid that I would recognize him.
"Hall Master Feng, this is my private matter. I have no comment," I shrugged and said calmly.
"Alright, alright. Grandmaster, it's fine if you don't want to talk about it. Can you tell me what areas of alchemy I am lacking in?" Hall Master Feng asked impatiently. Compared to my background, he was more concerned about his own improvement.
Seeing how he was worshipping me, if I continued to keep my mouth shut, Hall Master Feng would probably die of depression.
"It's very simple. When it comes to alchemy, don't be too rigid. Follow your heart and nature. You should reflect on it. You still have a bright future ahead of you," I said unhurriedly as I patted his shoulder.
In the eyes of the bystanders, this small action of mine seemed very strange. In fact, this situation was like a university student who came from a remote village or had entered a famous school because of his moral character. However, he didn't have the qualifications to be a student at all. In the end, one day, when he discussed academic problems with his teacher, he discovered that the student's thinking and knowledge far surpassed that of the teacher.
It was truly laughable. As one of the people who had personally experienced this, they felt very complicated. Previously, I had offered to help, but not a single person had agreed. Now, this cauldron of pills contained eight second-grade pills. Adding the ones provided by Hall Master Feng, it was more than enough.
Of course, they weren't sure if I was willing to take them out. If I was selfish and didn't give them the pills, there was nothing they could do. After all, Hall Master Feng was so courteous to me that he treated me like a god.
Even though my words sounded simple and easy to understand, they contained the philosophy of alchemy. Hall Master Feng fell into deep thought, looking as if he didn't fully understand what I said.
"Quick, quick, quick. Give me the pills, and today's matter will be over." Wang Shixiong walked over impatiently, unable to conceal his excitement.
Compared to these second-grade pills, he cared more about the third-grade pills. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that the effects of a third-grade pill could instantly kill a hundred second-grade pills. I didn't know what kind of luck this brat had had to trigger the subsequent refinement of the True Samadhi Fire. In any case, he was determined to obtain these two third-grade Spirit Condensing Pills. If I was stubborn and wanted to resist, he would have no choice but to use forceful methods!
"Alright, take these second-grade pills. I'll keep the third-grade pills for myself." I nodded, not stingy at all.