64: Chapter 63 Communication

Outside the pavilion, the branches and leaves of the phoenix tree swayed gently in the evening breeze, and the dappled shadows of the trees fell on the stone table, intertwined with the flickering firelight in the bronze stove, adding a touch of vitality to the silence.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps between the leaves, casting scattered patches of light on the ground, enveloping the pavilion in a faint golden hue.

The sloppy old Alchemist leaned against the rattan chair, a sneer of disdain on his lips.

"Hmph, what are these Soul-Devouring Beetles worth? They're just minor, trivial issues.

In a few days, I estimate these insects will naturally disappear."

His gaze fell on the spiritual fruit he had casually picked up on the table, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes.

This spiritual fruit was something he had taken out of his storage bag at random, and the skin still carried the scent of soil.

He swallowed the spiritual fruit whole, and the juice flowed down his chin, staining his filthy Alchemist robe with a dark mark.

This scene was so casual, as if he had long been accustomed to this sloppy way of life and didn't care.

The middle-aged Alchemist, as always, remained silent, only his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

His movement of picking up the teacup was still calm, but a shadow of anxiety flashed in his deep eyes.

The fragrance of tea rose in wisps, condensing into a faint barrier in front of him.

Alchemist Lin Yu cleared his throat and deliberately slowed his tone: "Deacon Nethercloud, what do you think of this situation..."

He paused deliberately, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Chen Jiancang and Chen Youyun, "Our daily pill refining tasks are getting heavier and heavier, but our treatment has always remained stagnant.

If this continues, I'm afraid it will be difficult for people to accept."

Chen Jiancang observed the subtle atmosphere in the field without showing any emotion.

Alchemist Lin Yu's action was indeed a bit inappropriate.

At this critical moment when the Soul-Devouring Beetles were rampant, raising the demand for a salary increase seemed a bit like a threat.

But thinking about it, it was understandable.

As a guest elder of the Chen Family, Alchemist Lin Yu did not have the same sense of belonging as other members of the Chen Family.

Recently, the price of pills had soared, and his pill refining tasks had increased instead.

Originally, he could use his free time after completing his tasks to refine pills himself and sell them to earn some extra money.

But now the Chen Family had squeezed his free time, so it was understandable for him to ask for a raise in his treatment.

Chen Youwan still maintained her usual cold demeanor, her slender fingers gently stroking the edge of the celadon teacup.

The shadows of the phoenix trees outside the window swayed, casting dappled light and shadow on her fair face.

Her eyes looked into the distance, as if she were completely uninterested in this discussion.

Chen Youyun put down the teacup very lightly and slowly: "Alchemist Lin Yu, how can matters of the Chen Family be easily decided by us?

However, I will report your suggestion to the Main Branch Pill Hall.

It's just that at this moment of crisis, we should work together even more..."

When Alchemist Lin Yu heard this, a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face, but he couldn't get angry, so he could only force out a smile and say: "Deacon Nethercloud is absolutely right.

I was just making a suggestion, and everything should naturally prioritize the Chen Family."

Inside the pavilion, wisps of medicinal fragrance permeated the air.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little awkward, Chen Youyun chuckled and raised his hand to indicate: "Alright, alright, let's talk about serious matters.

Usually everyone is busy, and it's rare to gather today.

Why not take this opportunity to share your recent insights on pill refining and learn from each other."

As soon as these words were spoken, the sloppy old Alchemist immediately became energetic and straightened his back.

He threw the half-eaten spiritual fruit in his hand aside and clapped his juice-stained hands.

His shiny forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, but it didn't affect his excited mood at all: "It should have started long ago.

I recently had a new discovery when refining Qi Gathering Pills.

I swapped the order of adding several main medicinal ingredients, and the success rate of forming pills actually increased by 10%!".

As he spoke, he gesticulated excitedly, completely unaware that his greasy hands were waving in the air.

"Oh? Which specific medicinal ingredients had their order swapped, can you elaborate?" Alchemist Lin Yu asked curiously.

The old Alchemist smiled proudly: "It was mainly spiritual mushrooms, cinnabar, and red flame fruit.

Originally, I would add spiritual mushrooms first and then cinnabar, but now I add cinnabar first, and finally spiritual mushrooms, and the effect is actually better!"

"This is just my understanding when refining pills, you can also try it, maybe it will work."

Upon hearing this, Alchemist Lin Yu lowered his head and frowned in thought.

Meanwhile, the middle-aged Alchemist on the side nodded slightly, his eyes deep, and then slowly spoke: "I also discovered an interesting phenomenon when refining Pei Yuan Pills.

Injecting spiritual power at a specific frequency can make the medicinal power of the pill more mellow.

However, this requires extremely high control over spiritual power, and a slight mistake can affect the quality of the pill."

Chen Youyun interjected and asked curiously: "May I ask how you control the frequency of spiritual power?"

Apparently, the middle-aged Alchemist's suggestion had piqued his interest.

The middle-aged Alchemist adjusted his sleeve cuffs, his tone still stiff: "Actually, it was also discovered by chance.

During one pill refining session, the spiritual power fluctuated greatly.

After I tried adjusting the injection frequency, I found that the medicinal effect of the pill indeed improved significantly.

However, this method requires extremely high concentration and spiritual power control abilities.

You can try it when you are refining pills."

Alchemist Lin Yu on the side listened intently.

As soon as the middle-aged Alchemist finished speaking, he couldn't wait to interject: "I have been studying healing pills during this time, and I have figured out a new method of heat control when fusing several rare medicinal ingredients, which can significantly improve the healing effect."

As he spoke, he cautiously observed the reactions on everyone's faces.

"Alchemist Lin, stop being secretive." The old Alchemist rubbed his hands together, "I wonder if you can share the specific method?"

Alchemist Lin Yu smiled: "Of course.

It is mainly by controlling the temperature change of the flame to activate the active ingredients in the medicinal materials.

This process requires special attention to timing..."

Several Alchemists discussed with each other, constantly raising questions, and sometimes even impatiently took out their Pill Furnaces to demonstrate.

On the side, Chen Jiancang and Chen Youwan seemed a bit out of place.

Chen Jiancang glanced at Chen Youwan, who, like himself, had remained silent the entire time, and continued to watch the others discuss like an ordinary bystander.

After about an hour, the exchange between the several Alchemists ended.

Everyone had gained insights from the exchange, and Chen Youyun nodded slightly, a look of satisfaction on his face: "Today's exchange was indeed very fruitful."

"Next, everyone can take out the items they want to trade."

Upon hearing this, the sloppy old Alchemist immediately became interested and hurriedly pulled out a pile of bottles and jars from his storage bag, placing them on the table, and didn't forget to shout a few times: "Come, come, look at the treasures I have here!

Spiritual herbs of various ages, and a few precious incomplete pill refining formulas, all accumulated over the years, are definitely good stuff!"

As he spoke, he picked up a box and shook it.

The spiritual herbs inside emitted a faint fluorescence, and among them was actually a spiritual medicine over a hundred years old.

And the middle-aged Alchemist also unhurriedly took out some Ores from his Storage Ring and neatly arranged them.

These Ores were of various shapes, some emitting a soft glow, while others had faint spiritual energy fluctuations.

He whispered: "I have some Yan Guang Stones and Iron Mother Ores here, which I obtained by chance while traveling outside.

They can be used to refine Magical Artifacts and increase their attribute abilities.

Fellow Daoists who need them can take a look."

Alchemist Lin Yu, on the other hand, took out the healing pills he had carefully refined, arranged them in a row, full of color and overflowing with fragrance: "These are First Order healing pills, Muscle Growth Pills, that I recently refined.

Their medicinal effect is strong, and they have a good effect on various injuries.

If anyone needs them, they can exchange them with medicinal materials or other items that I am satisfied with."

Chen Youwan always maintained her cold demeanor, and only at this moment did she unhurriedly take out a small jade box from her sleeve.

Opening the box, inside was a bottle of spiritual liquid emitting a strange glow, crystal clear.

"This spiritual liquid is helpful for breaking through the Qi Refining Stage Seventh Level Bottleneck.

If anyone needs it, they can purchase it with spiritual stones, 200 spiritual stones is sufficient."

Her voice was clear with a hint of otherworldly detachment, as if she did not eat the food of mortals.