Fifty-seven Dragons (1)
As the Condensed Snow mist dissipated, the entire room was filled with a faint floral fragrance that slls rather pleasant.
However, Mu Wanwan felt as if her heart were bleeding. Cultivating a Condensed Snow Pill really wasnt an easy task!
She had cultivated only seventeen Condensed Snow seedlings when she had her epiphany, and now one was wasted just like that.
Chirp~ ngng sniffed the air, seemingly rather intoxicated, then let out a joyful chirp beside Mu Wanwan.
Mu Wanwan sighed, took out a jade bottle of average quality from her pocket, and filled it with the juice of the Chibell grass that was suspended on the side. She didnt want to let it go to waste.
Afraid of wasting another Condensed Snow seedling, Mu Wanwan didnt plan to have another go at refining the Condensed Snow Pill. She scooped ngng up and brought it to the courtyard, then set it down to let it play by itself. After picking a few spiritual fruits, Chibell grass, and Qingyu flowers, she prepared to start with refining cheaper elixirs first.
This ti, she was more careful than the previous ti, keeping a close eye on the situation in the elixir cauldron. She waited until the Spirit Returning fruits gradually turned into a light red liquid, then imdiately used her spiritual energy to manipulate the semi-solidified light red liquid while quickly throwing the prepared Qingyu flowers into the elixir cauldron.
When the Qingyu flowers were almost completely lted, Mu Wanwan quickly poured in the juice of the Chibell grass she stored in the jade bottle earlier.
It was all well and good in her imaginationshe just had to use spiritual energy to knead the three types of liquid like she was kneading dough, then wait until a certain temperature was attained for the pill to be ford.
However, imagination and reality were never quite the sa. When Mu Wanwan put the three ingredients together, she found that her spiritual energy wasnt able to manipulate the three liquid masses at the sa ti. Despite giving it her all, she couldnt make the three liquid masses condense together.
Because her energy was all focused on trying to condense the three liquid masses together, Mu Wanwan didnt pay much attention to the elixir fla. In no ti, without the control of her spiritual energy, the elixir fla beca much bigger, and she failed again.
The three liquid masses that were of the right colour were all scorched black. With so heartache, Mu Wanwan put out the elixir fla and cleaned the elixir cauldron.
She thought it could be a matter of the order of the steps. The order written on the recipe was indeed to first refine all three ingredients into a liquid mass, then combine the three into one. The recipe should be correct, so had she missed out on a step sowhere?
Recalling the sluggish feeling she had when she tried to condense the elixir, Mu Wanwan wondered if it was because her spiritual energy wasnt strong enough. However, she thought that shouldnt be the case either. After all, according to Uncle Zong, she could refine these two types of elixirs as a Rank 2 cultivator, so it didnt make sense that she still didnt have enough spiritual energy now that she was at Rank 3.
Mu Wanwan fell into distress. She did not continue to try as the problem was not resolved. After all, not only did she lose elixir fla and spiritual energy with each failure, but also a lot of ingredients.
With just two failures, she had already wasted one Condensed Snow plant and several spiritual plants.
Mu Wanwan thought for a long ti as she looked at a Qingyu flower she was holding until her eyes were a little sore before she got up. She was going to check the ti, then go back to her regular work of cultivating spiritual plants.
There were about three or four days before she could go out for her next trip. She still hadnt refined a single elixir, and might not be able to do so before her next trip. For the sake of buying new clothes and to save Mister Long and ngng from the fate of eating dirt with her in the next month, she had better cultivate more spiritual plants.
By the ti she packed up her things and walked out of the side hall, it was almost dark outside.
Now that the temperature was getting lower, the sun set very early. After so thought, Mu Wanwan went to the study. She wanted to get so pen and paper to record the reasons and experiences of her alchemy failures as well as so data to keep from failing again.
She didnt co to the study often but was no stranger to it.
The study was a large room that was also very luxurious, but most of the valuable things had been taken away. Books were also considered to be very valuable in this era, so there was basically nothing left in Mister Longs study.
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