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On the second day, Shi Ling wrote down all the herbs he needed on a piece of jade plate according to Chenyue's request. After he gave it to Chenyue, Chenyue used the Message Conch to communicate with someone.

Shi Ling was overjoyed. He immediately sat in his cave and started to count the herbs that were sent over.

Chenyue, on the other hand, didn't say anything. She just looked at Shi Ling to count. However, she seemed to be rather free today, so why did she say that? Because, according to her usual nature, after pampering Shi Ling, she would usually choose to leave directly or enter a secret room to cultivate. This time, for the first time ever, she would stay beside Shi Ling and watch Shi Ling fiddle with the herbs.

Soon, Shi Ling finished counting. There were more than 500 different types of herbs. If he used them to concoct the Strength Restoring Pellet, he would still have 300 different kinds of herbs. And the other 300 different kinds of herbs could be used to concoct other pills.

Shi Ling calculated their quantity and knew that the amount of herbs needed to concoct the Strength Restoring Pellet was about two hundred over Strength Restoring Pellets. Compared to the two hundred or so he bought at the Myriad Treasures Pavilion yesterday, that was already more than four hundred.

After Shi Ling finished calculating, he took out a praying mat and placed it on the ground while he sat on the praying mat. From the looks of it, he wanted to concoct pills on the spot, while Chenyue laid on a bed and looked at Shi Ling lazily.

At that moment, a whirlwind of fire appeared on Shi Ling's one hand and wrapped around the herbs. Shi Ling's other hand was constantly injecting mana into the whirlwind of fire to guarantee the strength of the flames.

Chenyue's slender eyebrows slightly frowned. Even though she was experienced and knowledgeable, she still felt a little puzzled when she saw Shi Ling's pill refining methods. Why was she puzzled? This was because ordinary alchemists would choose to use the furnace to refine their pills. This way, not only would the success rate of the elixir be guaranteed, it would also be able to raise the grade of the elixir. On the other hand, Shi Ling did not even need to use the elixir furnace.

Wasn't he afraid that the pill would explode and injure him while he was refining the pill? Or could it be that the success rate of the pill was not high enough?

Chenyue was very confused, at least she had never seen such a unique pill refining technique before. Of course, she wouldn't disturb Shi Ling because of her doubt, but she would still silently watch Shi Ling refine the pill. At the same time, she had already mentally prepared herself that Shi Ling wouldn't even be able to refine a single finished pill.

However, when she saw that Shi Ling successfully refined the first Strength Restoring Pellet, a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes. With her strength, she could obviously tell the authenticity of the pellet.

At this moment, Chenyue raised her hand and grabbed the pill Shi Ling refined, catching it in her hand. When she was 100% sure that it was a finished pill, her eyes were filled with surprise, and at the same time, she realized that the impurities within the pill were only 30% of the original ones. Furthermore, the overall process was very exquisite and glossy, and when she brought it close to her nose, she could smell a faint medicinal fragrance.

Chenyue's eyes suddenly lit up. When she looked at Shi Ling, an almost imperceptible smile appeared on her lips.

In the remaining time, Shi Ling constantly put the successfully refined pills on the tray. Although a lot of the pills had been wasted by Shi Ling, it didn't hurt much. After all, which alchemist would dare to say that the pills he refined could be 100% successful?

As the number of finished products increased, Chenyue's expression became more serious. Why? Because, from the information Chenyue obtained a few days ago, Shi Ling started to learn alchemy only a few days ago when he entered the Human Extreme Institute. In other words, Shi Ling was still a small fry who had just stepped into the alchemy world for less than five days.

However, this kind of a noob was able to refine so many finished products in one day. Although they were just pills, they could be considered very monstrous.

Soon, the day passed. When Shi Ling finished using 100 portions of herbs, it was already completely dark. At the same time, 30 round and full pills were placed on the jade plate.

These pills are all Energy Accumulation Pills. Although these Energy Accumulation Pills have been refined to a very familiar state, Bai Xiaosheng's words are, 'The complicated things are simple, the simple things are repeated, the things are repeated seriously, the serious things are persisted, and so on, can lay the most solid foundation.'

Shi Ling let out a sigh of relief, picked up the jade plate, and handed it to Chenyue. He said, "Sister Chenyue, can you take a look at these pills?"

Chenyue's eyes slightly narrowed as she looked around at the row of jade-green pills. She immediately nodded her head, as this was a form of acknowledgement towards Shi Ling, and Shi Ling was naturally happy. At this moment, Chenyue suddenly reached out her hand, took out three pills from the tray and held them in her hand.

A trace of doubt appeared on Shi Ling's face. What is Chenyue trying to do?

Chenyue's lily-white hands pointed forward, and the three Energy Accumulation Pills floated in the air. At the same time, countless water droplets condensed around them, enveloping the three Energy Accumulation Pills.

When Shi Ling saw this, his pupils couldn't help but constrict as he muttered: "Sublimation Prolongation!"

To put it bluntly, if a pill or a magical equipment was not reconstructed, it would be refined on the basis of its original foundation. For example, a low Grade One medicinal pill, after being refined, could be directly promoted to the intermediate Grade One and after being refined to the intermediate Grade One, or a mid-Grade One magical equipment, it would be refined to the advanced Grade One.

Of course, not every alchemist or craftsman would be able to do this because once a pill or magic tool was refined, its grade would be set. Outsiders were unable to change this because the only way to change the grade of a pill or magic tool was to go back and recreate it.

Thus, in the entire cultivation world, alchemists or blacksmiths who were able to achieve a high level of refinement would tend to have a higher status than ordinary alchemists.

The scene in front of Shi Ling, however, was something he saw with his own eyes. Chenyue was using her own powers to level up her alchemy. Could it be that Chenyue was also an alchemist?

Not long after, Shi Ling saw the three Energy Accumulation Pills that were floating in the air and were wrapped by countless water droplets. After releasing a burst of medicinal fragrance, their color turned light purple, and when Shi Ling saw this, he knew that it was done.

In the next moment, the three Strength Restoring Pills flew back into Shi Ling's hands. At the same time, Chenyue also sat up.

At this moment, Shi Ling sat beside Chenyue and said, "Sister Chenyue, what's inside? Are you an alchemist too?"

Chenyue wrapped her arms around Shi Ling's neck and rested her head on Shi Ling's shoulder. She said, "Can't I?"

Shi Ling nodded, smiled and said, "I just didn't think of it."

Chenyue raised a finger and flicked Shi Ling's ear, causing Shi Ling to grin. Although it wouldn't cause Shi Ling any harm, it was very painful. Shi Ling immediately covered his ears with one hand and looked at Chenyue, "Sister Chenyue, what are you doing?"

Chenyue asked plainly, "Who taught you how to refine pills?"

Hearing Chenyue's question, Shi Ling's heart tightened. However, he didn't show any surprise on his face and didn't directly answer Chenyue. Instead, he asked, "Why are you asking this? Could it be that Sister Chenyue wants to learn from me? "

Chenyue gently shook her head. With her strength and mentality, she could tell that Shi Ling was unwilling to tell her about the alchemy skills he had learned. Naturally, she wouldn't ask about it; after all, every alchemist's alchemy skills were their lifeblood.