Chapter 4, the next one!

Nangong Wuxin, who had been cultivating until midnight and then slept until dawn, got up and stretched.

He is too young and needs to sleep five or six hours a day.

Cultivation requires a balance of relaxation and rest. You can't expect a twelve-year-old child to stay up all night and cultivate like crazy. Anyone with a brain knows that's wrong. That's not how you cultivate.

No matter how anxious we are, we have to wait until his body starts to develop before we talk about it.

Feeling relaxed all over, Nangong Wuxin went outside and practiced a set of punches to warm up his body.

After putting down his bowl, Nangong Wuxin sat quietly to the side, waiting for his parents to finish eating.

"Wuxin, come with your mother to the quiet room."

"Father, Mother and I will be going now."

"Okay, listen to your mother, but don't overwork yourself."

"Okay, I understand."

On the way, Chen Xiaoxiao noticed that Nangong Wuxin seemed hesitant to speak, so she asked, "What's wrong, Wuxin? Is something the matter?"

"Mother, do I still need to refine the Blood Clotting Powder today?" Although she didn't explicitly state her true thoughts, Nangong Wuxin's cute little face was full of refusal.

Pinching the little guy's rosy cheeks, Chen Xiaoxiao could easily see through her son's thoughts.

"How about this, you refine three more batches of Blood Clotting Powder today. If one of these three batches is of the same quality as yesterday's, then I'll teach you how to refine a new pill. How about that?"

"Okay, Mother, don't worry!"

Nangong Wuxin was very confident in his ability to refine blood-coagulation powder. It was something he already knew how to do, so how could he have forgotten it?

Arriving at the quiet room, it seemed no different from yesterday. Even though Nangong Wuxin had refined that quality of blood-clotting powder on the first day, there was still no change.

In the quiet room, after watching Nangong Wuxin refine three portions of deep blue-quality blood-clotting powder, Chen Xiaoxiao suppressed the urge to gasp.

"Good, it seems you really know how to make Blood Clotting Powder. Today, I'll teach you how to refine a genuine first-grade pill—the Vitality Pill."

"Although the Blood Clotting Powder was also a first-grade pill, most alchemy apprentices could actually refine it. To truly become a first-grade alchemist, one must at least be able to refine a complete pill."

"The difficulty of refining the Vitality Pill is on a completely different level from that of the Blood Clotting Powder. Next, your mother will personally demonstrate it for you. Watch carefully and learn diligently."

"Mmm-hmm." Nangong Wuxin nodded like a chick pecking at rice, sitting obediently to the side, quietly watching Chen Xiaoxiao's every move.

After calming herself down, Chen Xiaoxiao's expression turned serious and her demeanor became earnest. With a soft "pop," a pale blue wood spirit fire rose up.

Seeing Nangong Wuxin's wide eyes, Chen Xiaoxiao nodded smugly. This was a flame she had used for more than ten years, and its properties were perfectly compatible with hers, making it as easy to control as her own limbs.

This is also what she is most proud of; her control over flames alone surpasses that of most fourth-grade alchemists.

Perhaps it was the pressure from her genius son, but Chen Xiaoxiao's process of refining the Vitality Pill today went very smoothly, and the pill even had a pill pattern on it.

"How much has Wuxin learned?"

Nangong Wuxin, who had closed her eyes and mentally simulated the scenario, opened them and blinked. "Mother, I think I should give it a try."

Upon hearing Nangong Wuxin's answer, Chen Xiaoxiao paused for a moment, then smiled.

"Okay, then you give it a try."

Chen Xiaoxiao gave Nangong Wuxin five sets of materials, then stood up and gave her seat to the confident little guy.

After completing the preparations, Nangong Wuxin did not rush to start. Instead, he mentally reviewed the entire process of refining the Vitality Pill before taking action.

After the first skill point allocation, it's impossible that it only improved the understanding of refining Blood Clotting Powder while other aspects remained unchanged.

As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning. After having a successful experience once, the success rate of doing other things will also increase.

The reason why alchemists spend so much money in the early stages is mainly because they are not sure about the temperature and properties of various medicinal materials at the beginning. It takes a long time for novice alchemists to become familiar with this process.

After yesterday's extra training, the process of Nangong Wuxin becoming familiar with these medicinal herbs was actually greatly accelerated.

Bang!

It failed...

Nangong Wuxin shook his head. This was the first time he had refined such a shaped pill, and he still hadn't mastered the final shaping process.

Having understood the reasons for his failure, Nangong Wuxin reviewed the previous process again, found a few minor mistakes, and started practicing again.

Chen Xiaoxiao's phoenix eyes grew brighter and brighter, especially when she saw that Nangong Wuxin's second movement was obviously more exquisite than the first. She knew in her heart that she had really given birth to a genius son who would definitely become an outstanding alchemy master in the future!

A quarter of an hour later, a milky-white, longan-sized Vitality Pill emerged from the cauldron and fell into Chen Xiaoxiao's hand.

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Looking at Nangong Wuxin, who was thinking with his eyes closed, Chen Xiaoxiao felt that she was really not as good as her son.

This calm and composed nature is perfect for being an alchemist.

[Precision: 9]

Gas: 11

God: 29

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The heat was applied, and the heat circulated throughout the body, but there was still no change.

At the same time, the standard process for refining Vitality Pills entered his mind, and Nangong Wuxin felt that he had learned a lot.

Exiting his contemplative state, Nangong Wuxin opened his eyes.

Knowing that his mother had taken the Vitality Pill, Nangong Wuxin didn't care and started refining it again.

The Vitality Pill refined this time is no worse than the one Chen Xiaoxiao refined just now.

Nangong Wuxin compared the process with the standard procedure in his mind and found that he still had shortcomings, so he started refining it again.

After doing this ten times, if you put the Vitality Pills that Nangong Wuxin refined from the first to the last time together in order, you will find that this little guy's progress speed is really terrifying!

The progress was almost visible to the naked eye, and the quality of the last three Vitality Pills made Chen Xiaoxiao feel inferior.

"mother……"

Nangong Wuxin turned his head and looked at Chen Xiaoxiao with expectant eyes, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Next one!

Chen Xiaoxiao glanced at the pill formulas in her storage ring and felt that the sense of accomplishment she felt when taking them out was not going to last long.

But... this is her student and also her biological son, so it's impossible for her to use the same excuses as other teachers and students.

Doesn't she know whether Nangong Wuxin has chewed it properly or not?

Especially with her son's adorable little face, Chen Xiaoxiao couldn't bring herself to refuse, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and begin teaching him a new kind of pill.

(End of this chapter)

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