62: Go to the toilet to calm your nerves.

The people Huangfu Jing arranged acted quickly, returning with the medicinal herbs in about fifteen minutes.

Huangfu Jing placed the herbs on the table and laughed.

“Feng Ming, I have prepared what you requested. Now, it's your turn.”

“Of course, if you really can't refine it, just admit you lied and concede defeat. Then, take your Feng Family members and scram out of Liumian Prefecture.”

Feng Ming's eyes were cold. “Has anyone ever told you that your ceaseless chatter is truly irritating?”

“You!”

Huangfu Jing was so angry his face turned green.

Feng Ming couldn't be bothered with Huangfu Jing. He picked up the ingredients for the Fourth Grade gold core pill that Huangfu Jing had prepared, immediately started a fire, and began the Alchemy process!

Many Cultivators watching the excitement nearby were drawn over by the commotion.

Besides these Cultivators, many Alchemists whose strength didn't meet the standards also came to watch.

There was also an Alchemist accompanying this recruitment team, and he was a Third-grade Alchemist.

When Huangfu Jing saw that Alchemist, he immediately asked.

“Well, can you tell if this kid Feng Ming actually knows how to perform Alchemy?”

“Senior Brother Huangfu, how can I tell right now?”

“The most crucial aspect of Alchemy is the process, along with the technique and the mastery of heat control. Let's wait and see.”

Huangfu Jing nodded.

He truly didn't believe Feng Ming could refine a fourth grade elixir, and claiming to be a Sixth-Grade Alchemist was even more ridiculous.

If he really possessed that kind of skill, why would he stay in a small, insignificant place like Liumian Prefecture?

Forget about Sixth-Grade Alchemists; even a Fourth-Grade Alchemist in Qingyang City would have many Medicinal Pill merchants willing to pay to support them.

While Huangfu Jing was deep in thought.

Feng Ming's Alchemy process had reached its most critical stage.

The medicinal herbs had all been placed into the Pill Furnace.

The next steps were crucial; he not only had to master the heat control but also constantly monitor the status of the Pill Furnace.

The Alchemist frowned and said, “Senior Brother Huangfu, this fellow's refining technique hasn't shown any mistakes so far.”

“Hmm? Does he actually know Alchemy?”

Huangfu Jing frowned slightly.

The Alchemist nodded. “It seems he does, but Senior Brother shouldn't take it too seriously. Knowing how to do something and successfully completing it are two different matters.”

“A fourth grade elixir isn't so easy to refine, and Fourth-Grade Alchemists are rare. Even Senior Brother Xu, Elder Xu's own grandson, has only just reached the Fourth grade.”

“Who knows how many resources were invested and how many medicinal herbs were wasted in that process.”

“This kid is young, comes from a small place like Liumian Prefecture, and doesn't have a professional teacher guiding him. How could he possibly succeed in refining it?”

Hearing this, Huangfu Jing finally let out a breath of relief.

“When you put it that way, it makes some sense.”

Just then, Feng Ming lifted the lid of the Pill Furnace.

A rich medicinal fragrance immediately wafted out.

The onlookers immediately grew excited upon smelling the medicinal fragrance.

“This fragrance is so pleasant! It's definitely the scent of a fourth grade elixir. I smelled it once at an auction.”

“That's hilarious. You smelled it? I thought you had eaten one!”

“You jest. A fourth grade elixir is not something someone of my background can afford. Just smelling it once cost me five or six hundred Spirit Stones.”

“I have to say, with a fragrance this rich and pure, it's certain that the Feng Family's Second Young Master knows Alchemy.”

“The Feng Family's Medicinal Pill prices have dropped quite a bit recently. I reckon it has something to do with this Second Young Master.”

“I'd bet ten out of nine times that's the case!”

Listening to the surrounding crowd's discussion, Huangfu Jing finally started to feel uneasy.

He hadn't paid attention to this issue before, so he hadn't given it much thought.

Thinking about it now, it was highly likely.

The price of Medicinal Pills often depends on the Alchemist's skill level.

Because the price of medicinal herbs doesn't fluctuate much.

But when different people refine them, the results are completely different.

The higher the rank of the Alchemist, the higher the yield and success rate, and the better the quality of the medicine.

Invisibly, this lowers the cost of the Medicinal Pills, and when the cost is low, the price naturally drops.

Huangfu Jing now connected the Feng Family's previous decision to lower Medicinal Pill prices with today's events.

He immediately felt as if he had been tricked.

“Could it be that the drop in the Feng Family's Medicinal Pill prices is really because of him? If so, not only will we fail to drive the Feng Family away today, but we'll also lose several sets of medicinal herbs for nothing?”

The Third-grade Alchemist also spoke up at this moment.

“Senior Brother Huangfu, I have a bad feeling about this.”

“He might genuinely be refining a fourth grade elixir. At my level as a Third-grade Alchemist, I can't understand some of his techniques.”

“Look, his entire process is seamless, his movements flowing like water. It looks like he doesn't just know how to refine; he must have refined many times before.” Hearing this, Huangfu Jing immediately broke out in a cold sweat, and his blood pressure soared.

“Holy hell, if you couldn't understand it, why didn't you say so sooner!”

The Third-grade Alchemist looked innocent. “You can't blame me! I only just realized I couldn't understand it!”

“Get lost!”

Huangfu Jing shoved the Alchemist aside and turned, ready to go to the latrine first to calm his nerves.

Although Feng Ming was performing Alchemy, he had been paying attention to Huangfu Jing's every move.

Seeing that he was about to leave, he quickly spoke up.

“Hey, Senior Brother Huangfu, where are you going? You're not trying to run away, are you?”

Huangfu Jing was furious. “Which damn eye saw me running away? I'm going to the latrine.”

Hearing this, Feng Mian immediately reacted and quickly covered his head, saying.

“Oh dear, my stomach is upset, and I want to go to the latrine too. Senior Brother Huangfu, do you want to go together and keep company?”

Huangfu Jing was beside himself with anger and cursed.

“If you want to monitor me, just say so! Covering your head and claiming you have a stomach ache—do you take me for an idiot?”

“Damn it, I'm not going anymore.”

Feng Mian exclaimed, “Hey, don't say that! Senior Brother Huangfu, the moment you said you weren't going, my stomach stopped hurting. Isn't that amazing?”

Hearing this, Huangfu Jing's face turned livid with rage.

The crowd watching nearby burst into waves of laughter.

Jiang Shuwan and the sisters Lu Anan also couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh.

Once Feng Ming confirmed that Huangfu Jing wasn't running away, he abruptly opened the lid of the Pill Furnace.

Instantly, a burst of Medicinal Pill fragrance spread throughout the surroundings.

As the white smoke dispersed, Feng Ming retrieved a single pill from the Pill Furnace.

Feng Ming placed the Medicinal Pill onto a porcelain plate on the table.

Resting on the white plate was a Medicinal Pill that was completely snow-white and crystal clear.

It was exactly the same as the pure white gold core pill that Feng Mian had produced earlier.

Shock filled the faces of everyone present.

Huangfu Jing, especially, stared wide-eyed, unable to speak.

Feng Mian pulled out the gold core pill from his pocket and circled around, comparing it with the Medicinal Pill on the porcelain plate.

“Hehe, they are identical.”

“Senior Brother Huangfu, look! They really are exactly the same.”

Huangfu Jing's face was livid with anger.

“Stop talking! I'm not damn blind.”

The surrounding spectators were also examining the Medicinal Pill.

“I confirm that this Medicinal Pill is a gold core pill worth tens of thousands of Spirit Stones.”

“In other words, whether or not the Feng Family Young Master is a Sixth-Grade Alchemist, he is at least confirmed to be Fourth-grade.”

“Pah, what are you talking about? Do you understand the situation? A Fourth-grade gold core pill refined by a Fourth-Grade Alchemist can only be a One-stripe or Two-stripe Medicinal Pill.”

“To refine a gold core pill that is completely snow-white like this, only a Sixth-Grade Alchemist can succeed.”