Despite saying that, Hu Xianfeng moved to Wang Zhan's side, pulled out a booklet from his bosom, and tossed it directly in front of Wang Zhan.
"The Art of Alchemy is not so easy to learn. Over the years, many people have followed , all wanting to learn this art, but they don't have the Talent. Even if I teach them the Art of Alchemy, they can't digest much of it, and they eventually stop persisting."
"Thus, if you want to learn this art, you also need to see if you have the affinity for it."
Wang Zhan looked at Hu Xianfeng in confusion, obviously not quite understanding his intentions.
He glanced at the booklet on the table, reached out, and picked it up. "Does this an I need to cultivate my mind before learning the Art of Alchemy?"
"Not exactly."
Hu Xianfeng continued to speak, "The thod of refining elixirs docunted in that booklet encompasses my lifeti of learning. In essence, refining an elixir is quite easy—you just blend different dicinal ingredients and so special materials. However, it's not that straightforward. You also need to control the heat precisely, and the most crucial aspect is persistence. Even the highly skilled can't get it right at once. They only get the knack of the Art of Alchemy after a prolonged period of practice."
However, Hu Xianfeng could see that Wang Zhan was indeed different from the others; perhaps his Art of Alchemy truly did carry so form of inheritance. But he had no intention of encouraging Wang Zhan, given his character. Though young and powerful, Wang Zhan was extrely proud and arrogant. Therefore, a little setback would be apt to propel him forward.
With narrowed eyes, Wang Zhan carefully read the booklet. After a quick glance, he said, "Upon close examination, it doesn't seem that challenging."
Hearing this, Hu Xianfeng's eyes widened. "Don't just look at how simple it's written! Once you actually try it, you'll know how difficult it truly is."
"I don't want to argue with you here. If you're really so capable, then produce your first elixir within three days and show
your ans."
"So, I'll be waiting for your good news."
Wang Zhan shrugged nonchalantly. But seeing Hu Xianfeng preparing to leave, he hurriedly stepped in front of him, scratching his head with a laugh. "Refining elixirs does seem easy. It's just that, reading this booklet, I see it clearly states that to refine elixirs, I'll need two important things: a furnace and so materials."
Shaking his head, Hu Xianfeng wondered what kind of divine junior he had encountered. Not only did the young man wish to learn the Art of Alchemy from him, but he also wanted his furnace and materials, truly aiming to make a profit without any investnt.
Regardless, Hu Xianfeng sighed and tossed all the items Wang Zhan needed into the Great Hall.
Only then did Wang Zhan smile with satisfaction, bowing to Hu Xianfeng and hastily saying, "I knew you were the most generous, Elder. Don't worry, within three days, I will definitely refine an elixir. I absolutely won't let you down."
Hu Xianfeng didn't say a word. With his back to Wang Zhan, he waved and disappeared from sight. The door closed, and his figure vanished.
Wang Zhan sighed, the playfulness on his face gradually fading. He knew Hu Xianfeng was seriously injured and needed rest. He had only been trying to lighten Hu Xianfeng's mood. Even if Hu Xianfeng didn't teach him the Art of Alchemy, he wouldn't resent him; after all, Hu Xianfeng had saved his life. But seeing Hu Xianfeng so dejected made his heart ache a little.
He even thought of an old friend, Old Mao.
When he first arrived at the Star War Battlefield, everything was utterly unfamiliar. If Old Mao hadn't suddenly appeared, he wouldn't have known what to do and might have already beco food for demonic beasts.
In the end, Old Mao had even sacrificed his own life for a sliver of hope. Wang Zhan rembered all of this deeply.
Han Junxiong, who had been watching from the side, ca over. He glanced at Hu Xianfeng's room, then his gaze fell on Wang Zhan, and he quickly asked, "Where is Hu Lao?"
After Wang Zhan packed up the furnace and so materials, he responded nonchalantly, "He should have returned to his room to recuperate."
Upon hearing this, Han Junxiong sighed. The recent battle must have taken a toll on Hu Xianfeng. He was a bit worried. He quickly looked at Wang Zhan and asked, "How's Hu Lao's condition?"
Given Han Junxiong's level of strength, he naturally couldn't evaluate Hu Xianfeng's physical condition. Although Han Junxiong couldn't tell, Wang Zhan's strength was not far from Hu Xianfeng's, so Wang Zhan could naturally see the subtleties of his condition.
Wang Zhan frowned slightly, instinctively glancing towards Hu Xianfeng's room, but the words died on his lips.
He then walked over to Han Junxiong, lightly patted his shoulder, and said, "For now, it's best for you to focus on improving your own cultivation. You don't need to worry about other things."
Han Junxiong nodded heavily. He knew very well that to survive on the Star War Battlefield, one must possess absolute strength. Otherwise, he couldn't always hide behind others, feeling helpless while his companions fought. The thought of this pained him.
"As for this Art of Alchemy," Wang Zhan said with a laugh, "I can teach it to you once I've mastered it." After all, he wasn't too concerned about these things; as long as he mastered them, that was enough.
Han Junxiong, beside him, stared wide-eyed, looking at Wang Zhan in utter shock. "You plan to teach
the Art of Alchemy?"
Even Hu Xianfeng hadn't offered to teach him, so Han Junxiong was naturally astonished.
Wang Zhan simply chuckled and said, "It's just the Art of Alchemy. Besides, we've been through hardships together, and I can see you're quite interested in it. Since that's the case, there's no need to be secretive. Your strength increasing is also a good thing for ."
Clearly, Wang Zhan now considered Han Junxiong a comrade he could fight alongside.
Han Junxiong was stunned for a mont. He looked at Wang Zhan with a grateful expression, then cupped his fist in a salute and said, "Brother Wang, rest assured! For your kindness to
and for saving my life, from this day on, anyone who dares to trouble you will be my enemy."
"I absolutely an what I say."
For the first ti, Han Junxiong felt so gratified by his decision. Not only had he acquired a powerful weapon, but he had also gained a comrade he could trust his back to.
Wang Zhan, however, waved his hand dismissively and said, "Alright, just focus on improving your strength. There's no need to say all that. If things really got to that point, I imagine you'd have trouble protecting yourself, let alone helping . So, I don't need you to do anything; just ensure your own safety."
Han Junxiong nodded. He had to admit, Wang Zhan's words did make so sense. But hearing this still made him a bit dejected. Was his strength really that weak?
In the blink of an eye, Wang Zhan headed outside.
The Art of Alchemy involved certain risks. While it wouldn't affect his cultivation, it could potentially blow up the house. If that happened, Hu Xianfeng certainly wouldn't let him off easily. So, for convenience, Wang Zhan decided to set up the furnace outside.
Wang Zhan walked step by step towards the furnace. After glancing at the furnace, he looked at the booklet in his hand, then took out a few dicinal ingredients and so other materials, tossing them directly into the furnace.
Refining elixirs didn't seem to be a difficult task, at least not according to this booklet. Moreover, Wang Zhan had an absolute advantage: his fire control ability. After all, all his cultivation techniques were fire-attributed, and his equipnt was also fire-related. Therefore, when it ca to fire control skills, few could compare to him.
Han Junxiong, who was standing nearby, also leaned over to watch the furnace quietly.
Wang Zhan didn't even spare him a glance and said bluntly, "I advise you to stand further back. Otherwise, be careful if the furnace explodes; you could get injured."
Hearing this, Han Junxiong's face changed color instantly. He quickly retreated several steps and looked at Wang Zhan incredulously, asking, "You're not joking with , are you?"
"Do I look like I'm joking?"
Wang Zhan shrugged and continued, "Besides, even if a big explosion injures you, it doesn't really matter. After all, if that happens, Hu Xianfeng definitely won't let
off easy. Since we're brothers, we should naturally share such hardships."
Han Junxiong quickly stepped back further, shaking his head non-stop.
"Then, maybe it's best I don't."
He quickly moved to maintain a safe distance from Wang Zhan. He was already picturing the possible scene that might unfold. But really, was refining elixirs that dangerous?
Before Han Junxiong could dwell on it, Wang Zhan had already drawn his Deep Fire Blade. With a flourish, he waved it, and streams of Fire Dragons instantly rose and plunged into the furnace.
Han Junxiong, anwhile, stared wide-eyed, witnessing what seed like a historic mont.
However, as the Fire Dragons entered the furnace, they didn't achieve the anticipated effect.
Instead, the entire furnace began to vibrate violently.
It was bone-chilling.
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