Su Han glanced over and saw that the spiritual objects had begun to melt, while the demon crystals remained intact.
“As expected, even with Earthfire for alchemy, it takes at least half an hour to melt a First Order Demon Crystal. This speed is too slow,” Su Han shook his head.
His gaze flickered, and with a shake of his hand, Dragon Qi vibrated forth.
The more Dragon Veins one has, the stronger the increase in strength. It also means more Dragon Qi, giving cultivators the ability to sustain longer in battle.
One step stronger, every step stronger—this is the difference between a genius and an ordinary cultivator.
“It’s also fortunate that I’ve opened up seventeen Dragon Veins; otherwise, even the peak ten Dragon Veins cultivators of the Dragon Martial Continent would find it difficult to refine a batch of Ancient Spirit Pills.”
In the blink of an eye, ten minutes passed.
Su Han’s Dragon Qi continuously merged into the Earthfire, and those demon crystals and spiritual objects had long since melted into spiritual liquid. Now was the most critical time for pill refining.
Su Han suddenly shouted, and under the guidance of his will, the solutions began to merge rapidly.
This was a moment that greatly tested an alchemist’s spiritual power. A single mistake could cause the pill’s formation to collapse, rendering all the materials in the furnace wasted.
However, for Su Han, such a task could be described as easily within his grasp.
“Done!” Three minutes later, Su Han’s eyes brightened.
Three minutes later, Su Han’s eyes brightened.
He lifted the lid of the furnace, and a rich fragrance of pills wafted out, causing anyone who took a whiff to feel refreshed throughout their body.
After an entire day, not until the evening did Su Han finally emerge from his room.
“Han’er? What brings you here?”
Su Yunming was perusing an ancient tome when he saw Su Han arrive and couldn’t help but smile, “You, my boy, have not visited me here for a long time.”
With the death of Su Han’s mother due to illness, only Su Yunming and his son were left.
“Pills?” Su Yunming immediately widened his eyes. He had heard of pills before and had even taken some, but only the lowest level pills.
“Han’er, where... where did you get so many pills?”
As Su Yunming spoke, he opened a bottle and a rich pill fragrance burst out, refreshing him instantly.
“These pills must be at least high-grade, right?” Su Yunming said in shock.
“I refined them myself, so you don’t need to feel reluctant,” Su Han replied.
Su Yunming’s head buzzed, and his face broke into an ecstatic look: “You’ve become an alchemist?! And a high-grade one at that?”
“Mhm,” Su Han nodded, not bothering to hide it.
However, his nod sent Su Yunming into staggering disbelief.
An alchemist!
To become an alchemist, one must possess strong spiritual power, and to have spiritual power, one must have a formidable Cultivation Base!
“Genuine as can be,” Su Han said helplessly.
“My god, my son Su Yunming isn’t just a cultivation prodigy, he’s also a high-grade alchemist, hahaha!” Su Yunming laughed heartily.
It was indeed tailor-made; with Su Han’s realm, memory, and the countless Dragon Techniques he had mastered, creating a new Dragon Technique was not a difficult task.
“By the time you reach the Dragon Pill Realm, you should evolve a Wind Attribute Dragon Qi; the Nine Strikes of Wind Control should suit you well.”
Of course, he had kept about ten bottles for himself in his room.
The five bottles of pills, wrapped up in his pack, no longer seemed as conspicuous.
Contemplating, Su Han headed toward the Market of the Su Family.
The Marketplace wasn’t too far from the Su Family Residence, and in about half an hour, Su Han appeared in the Marketplace.
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