Chapter 135
It was disgraceful beyond words.
The elder woman’s expression froze in shock.
He had truly morized it—without omission.
But she pressed forward, asking her second question.
“Second question: provide three auxiliary herbs that can be paired with Five-Finger Root, without damaging its inherent properties.”
This was no simple test.
The Alchemy Compendium didn’t even cover it.
Only soone who had fully digested the text could answer.
Chu Ling’er frowned.
Her teacher was deliberately making things difficult.
Even she needed ti to think before answering.
How could her husband, who had just touched alchemy, possibly respond?
She opened her mouth to intervene—
But Gu Yang spoke first.
“First: Half-Moon Grass. Its gentle nature harmonizes with Five-Finger Root, enhancing its healing effect. Together, they can form an excellent restorative pill.
Second: Pear Blossom Root. Its properties are fierce, but when combined with Silver-Coat Grass, the aggression is perfectly neutralized…
Third…”
His words flowed without pause.
He listed three complete combinations in one breath.
Gasps filled the hall.
He had answered!
Impossible!
Most alchemists struggled to think of even one pairing.
Yet Gu Yang had given three.
Had he truly mastered the entire Alchemy Compendium?
Faces turned strange.
Monts ago, they had mocked him.
Now they realized—the fools were themselves.
Chu Ling’er blinked, then her face lit with joy.
“As expected of my husband! Too strong!”
Her eyes shone with admiration.
The elder woman stood stunned.
He had answered correctly.
But Gu Yang wasn’t finished.
He paused, then continued thoughtfully:
“To unlock Five-Finger Root’s true potential, I recomnd pairing it with Moon Spirit Flower and Heart-Spring Ginseng, using Spirit-Rhino Blood as the guide.
Its true effect is not healing—but breakthrough.
Refined properly, the pill can help a peak Tenth Layer Condensing Realm cultivator break into the Baoyuan Realm.”
His words fell, and silence swallowed the hall.
Every alchemist stared at him as if he were a monster.
Was this truly his first encounter with alchemy?
His theoretical knowledge surpassed theirs by countless tis.
Monstrous.
Utterly monstrous.
The elder woman’s heart trembled.
She recognized his description—it was the formula for the Five-Pattern Breaking-Truth Pill.
The materials, the guide… everything matched.
Though he hadn’t ntioned the finer details that only practice revealed, that wasn’t ignorance—it was simply experience he hadn’t yet gained.
Which ant…
Gu Yang’s knowledge of alchemy was already terrifyingly vast.
Perhaps even greater than her own.
She had studied for centuries, her understanding bottomless.
Yet Gu Yang, in re monts, might equal her.
It was unbelievable.
She recalled watching him skim the Alchemy Compendium earlier, seemingly without effort.
And now… this.
Could he be a true alchemy prodigy?
Her gaze shifted, filled with new respect.
“Elder, I’ve answered your questions. May I begin refining?”
Gu Yang smiled calmly.
She snapped back to herself.
“Of course.”
She nodded, though doubt lingered.
Perhaps his mory and comprehension were extraordinary, but alchemy required more than knowledge.
Soul power was not so easily mastered.
She opened her private alchemy chamber, placing inside the recipe for a First-Grade Qi and Blood Pill, along with the necessary herbs.
“You may use everything here. But rember—though your knowledge is vast, true alchemy is not so simple.
Even if the furnace explodes, don’t be discouraged. It happens often.”
With that, she left him alone.
“Good luck, husband!”
Chu Ling’er clenched her fists, eyes full of expectation.
Gu Yang smiled faintly, holding the pill recipe.
“A First-Grade Qi and Blood Pill, is it?”
He studied it, morized every detail, then focused his mind.
“Modify the Qi and Blood Pill recipe! Ti… ten thousand years later!”
Shua!
Knowledge surged into his mind—countless insights into its refinent.
Not only the Qi and Blood Pill, but improved versions, perfected beyond the original.
His eyes glead.
Clearly, he needed to seek out more recipes to modify.
The benefits would be imnse.
He gathered his true essence, conjuring blazing flas, and fed them into the furnace.
With his imnse soul power, he controlled the fire precisely, adding herbs step by step.
Alchemy demanded intense focus and long hours.
Outside, Chu Ling’er and the elder waited silently.
They listened, expecting the inevitable sound of failure.
For a novice, the first attempt almost always ended in an explosion.
Sure enough—
Monts later, a violent blast erupted from the chamber.
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