Chapter 652: Chapter 449: Primordial Golden Pill Formed, Flaws Revealed (Part 2)

Lin Chang’sheng replied politely.

"Alchemist Lin, you’re too modest. Your alchemy skills are not inferior to mine—in the future, I’ll have to learn from you!"

Xiao Chen said with a smile.

Then they proceeded up to the seventh floor.

Here, there was an array barrier that ordinary people simply couldn’t enter.

Only the upper echelon of the Divine Pill Pavilion could open the barrier and enter.

Furthermore, even if the Pavilion suffered devastating attacks, the array barrier could protect the Pavilion’s most important pill formulas and ingredients, ensuring their complete preservation.

Otherwise, if the Divine Pill Pavilion ever faced destruction, these rare formulas and ingredients would all be ruined in an instant.

After Xiao Chen opened the array barrier, Lin Chang’sheng followed him into the seventh floor.

Lin Chang’sheng had assumed the seventh floor would be packed with herbs and ingredients.

However, upon entering, he found the space surprisingly empty.

One side was devoted to ingredients, the other to pill formulas.

The pill formulas weren’t written out; instead, they were stored inside primordial stones. Once activated by primordial power, the pill formulas would appear.

These formulas were countless, densely packed like pebbles on a beach, dazzling Lin Chang’sheng with their sheer quantity.

Gathering Immortal Pill!

Dragon Soul Pill!

Nine-Turn Golden Pill!

...

"Are all these First Grade pill formulas?"

Lin Chang’sheng glanced at a few formulas and discovered they were all First Grade pill formulas.

It’s not surprising if there are even Holy Grade pill formulas here.

"The ingredients are over here!"

Xiao Chen guided him.

On another wall, there were cubbyholes, each marked with the name of an ingredient.

Lin Chang’sheng pulled open a drawer and found a storage bag placed within.

No wonder the place looked so empty—the ingredients were all kept in storage bags!

And the higher the elixir grade, the higher its placement.

At the very top, Lin Chang’sheng found Nine-leaf Immortal Grass and Myriad Year Flood Dragon Blood.

He opened the drawer and found that it didn’t contain a storage bag.

Instead, there was a white bottle and a wooden box.

The white bottle looked extraordinary, emitting an icy, chilling aura.

The wooden box, by contrast, emanated waves of spiritual energy.

"This Nine-leaf Immortal Grass is a rarely seen immortal herb, even my Divine Pill Pavilion struggles to obtain it, and it’s extremely hard to preserve. That’s why it must be kept in a wooden box made from Nine Heavens Divine Wood—otherwise, its medicinal properties would bleed away."

"As for the Myriad Year Flood Dragon Blood, it’s a fiercely yang substance, so it must be kept sealed in a bottle made from Ice Soul Stone and refined with array power!"

Seeing Lin Chang’sheng’s puzzled look, Xiao Chen explained immediately.

"Understood! Ingredients of this rarity aren’t easy to come by, I surely won’t let any go to waste!"

Lin Chang’sheng replied.

Afterward, Lin Chang’sheng, following the Primordial Golden Pill formula, gathered several other ingredients; once everything was assembled—

Lin Chang’sheng was ready to begin alchemy in earnest.

"What? He’s Lin Chang’sheng? A Holy Grade Alchemist?"

"No way! I’ve never seen such a young Holy Grade Alchemist before!"

"You’re not the only one—this is my first time too! Can he really do it? Wouldn’t it be a waste of ingredients if he fails?"

"If he couldn’t do it, would Alchemist Xiao let him refine them?"

"Truly unbelievable!"

...

When Lin Chang’sheng and Xiao Chen arrived on the fifth floor to prepare for alchemy, the alchemists nearby all erupted into shock the moment they learned Lin Chang’sheng was going to refine a Holy Pill.

Even the older alchemists stopped what they were doing, gathering outside Lin Chang’sheng’s alchemy room to wait.

They’d never even heard of such a young Holy Grade Alchemist before.

They had to catch a glimpse for themselves.

"Xiao Chen, can this youngster really handle it? You’d give such precious ingredients to him for alchemy? If he fails, won’t it be a huge waste?"

An elderly man with white hair and beard spoke with clear displeasure.

He simply couldn’t believe this green, snot-nosed kid Lin Chang’sheng could actually refine a Holy Pill.

Furthermore, Myriad Year Flood Dragon Blood was so overwhelmingly yang, making it incredibly hard to combine with other ingredients—high chances of blowing up the furnace!

Unless your alchemy skills are godlike, there’s no way to control it.

Even he wouldn’t dare use Myriad Year Flood Dragon Blood in alchemy.

"Just wait and see, the results will speak for themselves!"

Xiao Chen seemed full of confidence—he truly believed in Lin Chang’sheng.

After all, Lin Chang’sheng had already succeeded in refining a Divine Healing Pill.

"This is ridiculous. For something this serious, you didn’t even give us a heads-up? Do you even know what my Divine Pill Pavilion paid to obtain those two ingredients?"

On the other side, a tall, rugged-looking middle-aged man also voiced his discontent.

In his eyes, this was sheer waste of precious ingredients.

"Exactly—if he fails, I’ll hack him to pieces myself!"

Another skinny alchemist chimed in.

Yet Xiao Chen merely smiled, saying nothing more.

Real gold fears no fire. If Lin Chang’sheng is really a Holy Grade Alchemist, one try will tell all.

Although these ingredients are truly rare,

it’s not out of the question that Lin Chang’sheng might actually succeed in refining a Holy Grade elixir.

...

At this moment, Lin Chang’sheng in his alchemy room paid no attention to the hubbub outside.

He was entirely absorbed in his alchemy.

With the blessing of the Blue Lotus Sacred Fire, Lin Chang’sheng found alchemy even smoother than before.

And with his Primordial Golden Pill technique already at the Realm of Perfection, and both powerful tools in hand, Lin Chang’sheng felt he had at least an eighty or ninety percent chance at Core Formation with this batch.

How could Lin Chang’sheng not know that Myriad Year Flood Dragon Blood was overwhelmingly yang? As long as you add Thousand-Year Ice Cocoon into the furnace, you can suppress the power of the Fierce Sun, so there wouldn’t be any risk of blowing up the furnace.

...

Time ticked by, minute after minute.

In a blink, three whole days passed.

The waiting crowd outside was growing restless.

Just as impatience peaked, a thick, rich medicinal aroma suddenly wafted out from the alchemy room.

Those who smelled it instantly felt their bodies and minds relax, as if they were bathing in a spiritual spring.

Hummmm—

In the next moment, a fiery red light shot up to the sky, piercing the clouds, dyeing even the heavens crimson.

"It’s done, it’s done?"

"How—how is this possible? He actually refined a Holy Pill?"

"And by the looks of it, that’s not a Basic Level Holy Pill—it’s at least Intermediate!"

"This is just too incredible. What’s this kid’s background?"

...

The crowd of alchemists clustered outside the alchemy room was utterly stunned by the phenomenon rising from Lin Chang’sheng’s room—left speechless.

Holy Pills are something they could spend their whole lives chasing, and Lin Chang’sheng had crafted one at such a young age. Just how great was his future potential?

Inside, Lin Chang’sheng opened his furnace to find eight fiery red pills lying quietly within.

On each pill’s surface, lotus-shaped pill patterns twined, exceptionally striking.

Wave after wave of rich medicinal fragrance radiated out from the pills, making every pore on Lin Chang’sheng’s body feel as if they had mouths of their own, voraciously absorbing the medicine’s power.

Lin Chang’sheng swiftly placed six of the pills into his storage bag, leaving two, then opened the door for Xiao Chen and the other alchemists to enter.

Upon entering, everyone crowded around the pills, gazing in awe as though seeing rare treasures, exclaiming repeatedly.

Some were overjoyed; others, quietly disheartened.

A boy so young, able to refine a Holy Grade elixir—undoubtedly, it was a huge blow to them.

"This elixir is already at Intermediate Holy Pill level—truly incredible!"

The white-haired old man exclaimed in awe.

"Exactly! Unbelievable!"

"What’s the name of this elixir? I’ve never seen it before."

"Intermediate Holy Pills are truly rare!"

The leading alchemists broke out in discussion.

"The divine pattern on this looks familiar!"

Xiao Chen noticed that the markings on these red pills resembled a lotus blossom.

He couldn’t help but wonder what kind of flame Lin Chang’sheng had used for refinement.

Just a few days ago, the Nine Lotus Sacred Fire had been stolen—could Lin Chang’sheng have something to do with it?

Normally, pill-pattern forms reflect the flame under the alchemist’s control.

So doubt crept into Xiao Chen’s heart—could Lin Chang’sheng have disguised himself, and stolen the Nine Lotus Sacred Fire?

"Alchemist Lin, you’ve really expanded our horizons! Would you tell us what kind of flame you used? Can we have a look?"

Xiao Chen asked Lin Chang’sheng.

That left Lin Chang’sheng a little troubled.

Did he see through me?