After transmigrating into the body of a junior sister of a celestial sect, the cultivation world wen

Ning Yue looked up in surprise and saw an old man with a white beard running towards them from not far away.

The smile on his face was almost overflowing.

Ning Yue remembered that this was the old man she had seen that night, probably an elder in charge of law enforcement.

As soon as he ran up to me, he started asking me a barrage of questions.

"How was the trial? Did you find it alright? Coming to the Fusang Sect was definitely the right decision!"

"—Not only do you have the best teachers here, but also the most outstanding fellow disciples. What's more! You're the top sword cultivator of this year! The sect's best resources will definitely be tilted towards you!"

"Chief?" Ning Yue hesitated for a moment, "...First?"

"Yes!" The law enforcement elder stroked the white beard in front of him.

"I knew I hadn't misjudged you! I knew you would definitely stand out among this year's new disciples."

Ning Yue looked up and examined the magnificent sect building in front of him.

Unable to contain himself, he asked, "In such a large sect, how come I, a half-baked swordsman who has only been wielding a sword for less than two hours, am the chief disciple?"

"Mmm-hmm!" The elder in charge of law enforcement nodded in agreement, but then realized something was wrong: "...What did you say?!"

Ning Yue repeated it calmly.

The elder law enforcement officer successfully remained frozen in place, stroking his beard.

Seeing that he was not moving, Ning Yue curiously poked a ring of fat on his stomach.

He asked sincerely, "The food at our Fusang Sect is pretty good, isn't it?"

Enforcement Elder: "..."

He looked at Ning Yue with great shock and said with difficulty, "...After I report to the sect, I may not be able to teach you."

Ning Yue: "...Oh."

After saying that, he ran off in a hurry, and even managed to fly on his sword halfway there.

Ning Yue stood there stunned for a long while: "You're incompetent! You just left your new disciple here like this?"

Ning Yue sighed and resignedly decided to walk over by herself.

As soon as I took a step forward, several doors suddenly lit up around me.

She stopped and looked at them with a puzzled expression.

These are... those doors from the second trial?

Ning Yue looked at it carefully for a while, and it was indeed true.

However, the door for practicing swordsmanship is no longer there.

She looked at the door inscribed with the words "Alchemy".

...My playful side was aroused.

Anyway, no one is going to take me into the sect now.

Let's go see Jiang Yishen!

Ning Yue raised his hand and pushed open the door to the alchemy room.

Another burst of light—

Ning Yue closed her eyes with practiced ease.

Suddenly, what appeared before my eyes were circles of small squares arranged in a grid.

I wonder what kind of trials I will have to go through?

Ning Yue tentatively walked in, observing as she went.

There are about four or five of these small cubicles, and people are sitting in them.

Ning Yue guessed that this person had already passed the first trial and was now undergoing the second trial.

A curtain hangs down above the lattice, so only the hem of the person sitting down can be seen from below.

You can't see their faces, you can't tell who's who.

"...Stop." A clear, crisp voice rang out.

Ning Yue looked up and paused for a moment.

A young man dressed in a bamboo-green long robe appeared before us at some point.

This should be similar to the previous "girl" type, used to create the questions.

Ning Yue was very polite: "Hello, teacher."

The man's expression remained unchanged: "It's not bad that you arrived here at this time. Come with me."

Ning Yue scratched his head: "Ah... okay."

Ning Yue followed the man to a medicinal herb field.

"I can identify all 356 kinds of medicinal herbs in the field in a quarter of an hour."

"..." Ning Yue stared into thought as he looked at the herbs in the field, which all looked pretty much the same.

The man ignored Ning Yue's expression and sat down on the bamboo chair next to him.

With a flick of his long sleeve, he tossed Ning Yue a piece of paper covered with dense writing.

With a pinch of two fingers, a small hourglass appears out of thin air.

—The fine sand began to flow slowly.

"Let's begin."

Ning Yue: "..."

Ning Yue hurriedly grabbed the paper and began to read.

So this is what Danxiu is tested on?!

She even used the memory she had from memorizing material during her college entrance exam.

While looking at the paper in his hand, he also had to write down the grass in the field. Not only that, he also had to free his hands to write and draw in the air.

Why do herbs still have specific growth habits and suitable growing temperatures?

Is this how scientifically-based plant cultivation works?!

but--

Fortunately, in my previous life I had read some books on Chinese medicine theory and herbal medicine because of my interest.

They have a lot in common, and it's easy to remember them.

Time flies.

"jingle--"

The sound of twigs tapping against the hourglass cup rang out.

Ning Yue reluctantly looked away from the paper.

The man in the blue robe had already reached Ning Yue's side.

She pointed out each herb to Ning Yue for identification.

Ning Yue became more and more confident in her answers; she could almost immediately recite his name as soon as he reached out his hand.

The man in the blue robe lowered his eyes: "Is your family practicing medicine?"

"no."

He paused for a moment, then continued pointing, interspersed with questions.

Ning Yue answered fluently.

After identifying all 356 kinds of herbs.

He flipped two fingers, opened the book, and began asking questions.

—These are some complex problems.

After identification and review, Ning Yue, who had a thorough understanding of herbal medicine, was not afraid at all.

Besides—she was a multi-talented person in her past life!

He asked a question, and Ning Yue answered it.

Finally, he stopped flipping through the book and started creating his own questions that weren't in the book.

"Alas!" Ning Yue sighed. Being too talented isn't always a good thing.

However, since it is another world, while there are commonalities in knowledge, there are also differences.

Ning Yue struggled to answer the last few questions.

But the man in the blue robe was clearly satisfied with her performance, and he clasped his hands together.

He looked at Ning Yue as if she were his own daughter, and said in a very gentle tone, "These questions are very difficult. You've done quite well to answer them like this."

"Go to the cubicle and get the furnace to refine pills. You can pass the level once you refine a low-level pill."

Ning Yue looked at the various alchemy furnaces displayed on the shelf, completely baffled as to how to use them.

Alchemy is probably similar to cooking, right?

Anyway, I don't know how to use the stove, and there wasn't any instruction manual or anything.

Ning Yue decided to try anything, even if it seemed hopeless.

There was nothing she needed on the shelf.

Thinking of the hourglass that the man in the blue robe had just conjured up here...

Ning Yue silently followed behind the man in the blue robe, intending to draw a blueprint of a pot for him to see so that he could conjure it up.

The man in the blue robe noticed her first and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Teacher..." Ning Yue said a little embarrassedly, "There isn't a stove here that I can use. Could you please conjure one up for me?"

The man's expression remained unchanged; he looked at Ning Yue with the same admiration one would show a promising student: "Of course, what kind do you want?"

Ning Yue picked up the paper and pen on the table and started drawing on the spot.

The man stood behind Ning Yue.

The more he looked at Ning Yue's drawings, the more complicated his expression became.

When Ning Yue finished the drawings and handed them to him.

His expression was best described as indescribable.

But he didn't say a word, silently following Ning Yue's blueprints, and made two pots and a spatula for her.

Ning Yue bowed deeply to him: "Thank you, teacher."

After saying that, he grabbed the two pots and ran into the small cubicle.

The man in the blue robe sighed as he watched Ning Yue's retreating figure.

He simply couldn't understand how such equipment could successfully refine elixirs.

"...It's okay, I'll give you a few more chances."

Ning Yue was extremely excited.

She was a culinary expert in her past life!

Because I had a craving for good food and couldn't find a restaurant that suited my taste, I honed my culinary skills.

She added the medicinal herbs one by one according to the alchemy process.

A small flame ignites in the palm of my hand, which I then use to heat the bottom of the pot.