Cultivating immortality through titles, without bottlenecks.

Qingya Gate

Upon learning that Wei Zhong had successfully refined a genuine Qi-Nourishing Pill, Yang Jingting was extremely excited.

"In the history of my Qingya Sect, there has never been a disciple with such talent in alchemy as you. Even I, an old man, spent half a year just getting close to the Qi Nourishing Pill."

"If I were lucky enough to make a pill, it would be a useless pill with 60% poison."

"After a long period of refinement, and another three months of further work, it took another genuine piece to be produced..."

Upon hearing Yang Jingting's description, Wei Zhong realized:

"Could he himself be a genius?"

Putting aside the added benefit of the "Breaker" title, Wei Zhong's talent for alchemy is absolutely exceptional.

Making medicine is easy, and alchemy is even easier; as long as you spend time and effort, you can always succeed.

Inside the room, Yang Chupei served tea, and proudly placed the tea in front of her father, saying:

"I always said that Junior Brother Wei has an exceptional talent for alchemy. If Father had taken him on as a disciple earlier, he probably would have already refined a mid-grade Qi-Nourishing Pill..."

The intermediate-grade Qi-Nourishing Pill is made by increasing the age of several medicinal materials used in the low-grade pill and slightly adjusting the refining method. It is specifically designed for cultivators in the mid-stage of Qi Refining.

Yang Jingting did not refute, took the tea from his daughter, and turned to look at Wei Zhong:

"It was indeed my oversight at the time, but it's not too late now."

The teacup lid brushed against the tea, Yang Jingting lowered his head in thought, then raised his head and said:

"From now on, the sect will provide you with the ingredients for one Qi-Nourishing Pill every day, and you can use the alchemy room for free, without paying any spirit stones."

Wei Zhong was taken aback. The ingredients for this Qi-Nourishing Pill were not cheap. Just one batch of raw materials required three spirit stones. One dose a day would cost ninety spirit stones a month. Where did the Qingya Sect get such resources?

"However, the finished pills must be handed over to the sect, at least twenty per month."

"The sect will cover the remaining ten price differences for you."

Wei Zhong nodded upon hearing this; Yang Jingting's suggestion was already quite considerate.

After all, inner disciples only receive one spirit stone as a monthly stipend.

In comparison, Wei Zhong essentially took the share of thirty inner disciples.

Is this the power of personal mentorship?

"Three years from now, you will travel south with me, and your master will seize an opportunity for you!"

At this point, Yang Jingting's face flushed again.

This time, it wasn't the flush from drinking, but rather a feeling of pent-up frustration trapped inside, a helplessness that couldn't be expressed.

Upon seeing this, Wei Zhong immediately bowed:

"Thank you, Master. Your disciple will certainly not fail your expectations!"

The next day, news of Wei Zhong's successful refinement of the Qi-Nourishing Pill spread like wildfire.

Everyone knows about Qingya Gate and Songlin Lane, including those with names and surnames.

"Wei Zhong has only been a disciple of Master Yang for about a month, right?"

"You've already refined a low-grade Qi-Nourishing Pill so quickly?"

Those around laughed upon hearing this:

"You don't know this, although this Master Wei Xiaodan entered the Dao of Alchemy relatively late, he laid a foundation in his early years by refining medicinal powders."

"Otherwise, where did the Wei family's general store get its countless Qi-Nourishing Powders?"

"So that's how it is..."

However, upon hearing these comments, Ding Mo and his companion, who were sitting by the second-floor window, chuckled inwardly.

"A frog in a well, do you think Qi-Nourishing Powder and Qi-Nourishing Pill are the same thing? This group of rogue cultivators are ignorant and making wild guesses..."

Liao Yuran took a big gulp of spirit wine and said nonchalantly:

Why should Senior Brother pay attention to these people's gossip?

"Our junior brother's talent is beyond our comprehension, let alone that of others."

The two of them followed Yang Jingting to learn alchemy and it took them three years to barely succeed in refining the low-grade Qi-Nourishing Pill.

Despite having such skills, the actual success rate of pill production is abysmal, making it impossible to recoup the investment.

Therefore, both of them had long since abandoned the path of alchemy and turned to doing mundane tasks for the sect to earn spirit stones.

"I heard that Master opened the sect's medicine storehouse in order to train our sixth junior brother?"

Liao Yuran nodded upon hearing this:

"It seems that Master has made up his mind to entrust the future of the sect to Junior Brother Wei..."

"That's good. Someone else will take on the heavy responsibility. We senior brothers can just do our part."

"The death of the old sect leader has caused turmoil among many clans and left behind a number of hidden dangers."

"Although the seventh and sixth junior brothers are doing well, they still can't change the damned minds of those old bones."

"Junior brother, you mean the Xue family?"

Liao Yuran nodded and took a bite of the large piece of meat:

"The market has recently been handed over to my fourth senior brother, so I, your junior brother, have to go down there again."

"Although the medicine inventory is quite large, it will eventually run out."

"The Xue family's business involves the Earth Vein Root, the raw material for the Qi Nourishing Pill. We can't afford any problems that would leave our sixth junior brother with nothing to refine."

Liao Yuran and Ding Mo, seeing this, said with concern:

"You're alone? That old man from the Xue family is not easy to deal with. Should we ask for a few more helpers from inside the sect?"

Liao Yuran narrowed his eyes slightly:

"That's fine then."

……

"Senior Brother Liu, what's going on?"

Seeing Liu Changqing ask his master Yang Jingting for a talisman and prepare various magical artifacts in preparation for battle, Wei Zhong asked curiously.

The latter turned around and smiled:

"Having accepted the mission from the sect, I need to go down the mountain."

"Descending the mountain, such a large-scale conflict..."

Liu Changqing waved the talisman in his hand:

"Just in case, Junior Brother, don't worry. I'm going with Fifth Brother this time, and I'm also bringing two inner disciples at the third level of Qi Refining."

"The possibility of an accident is not high."

Such combat power is comparable to 30% of the Qingya Sect's strength, excluding Yang Jingting.

Wei Zhong said no more:

"Be careful, senior brother!"

The latter waved goodbye and left, leaving Ning Zhiyuan standing to the side looking dejected.

Wei Zhong chuckled to himself:

"This kid is still too young and has a childish mentality. He can't help but show off once he has some skills."

Having grown accustomed to the comforts of cultivation within the sect, how could they possibly know the cruelty of the outside cultivation world?

"How unlike me? I adhere to the path of humility, peacefully cultivating myself!"

Having finally received the favor of being exempted from sect duties from his master, Wei Zhong was unwilling to give it up.

As Yang Jingting said:

"We alchemists should just focus on doing our logistical work well!"

For the rest of the days, Wei Zhong continued to refine elixirs under Yang Jingting's supervision.

The other party offered suggestions on Wei Zhong's methods, helping him to eliminate minor flaws in alchemy. As a result, over the course of a month, Wei Zhong's success rate in producing pills increased from 30% to 50%.

The speed of progress is terrifying.

Of course, all of this was the result of Wei Zhong's deliberate cover-up.

Ten dishes were not difficult for Wei Zhong.

The furnace went out, the elixir was produced, and Wei Zhong's face was full of joy.

"Another step forward!"

With the help of a good teacher, Wei Zhong's alchemy skills have improved significantly, and the toxicity of his pills has now been reduced to 25%.

However, the yield rate is not high; in reality, only one pill can be produced per batch, and two pills are a long way off.

Yang Jingting was not anxious about this at all; on the contrary, he was very satisfied with Wei Zhong's progress.

"Not bad. It shouldn't be a problem to reduce the pill's toxicity to 20% within six months. In three years, we can try to reach 90% medicinal power and 10% toxicity, making it a top-quality elixir."

"Is there really such a big difference between six months and three years for this level of elixir poisoning?"

Wei Zhong handed the pill to Yang Jingting and asked with a slightly puzzled look.