Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1418: Fresh out of the Oven

Chapter 1418: Chapter 1418: Fresh out of the Oven

"Only fifty to sixty percent confidence? But there’s only one batch of materials left. If it fails again..."

To Sun Jing, fifty to sixty percent confidence was no small chance, yet the probability of failure remained high. If this last batch of materials was also ruined, her granddaughter Sun Lin might not be able to walk the Martial Dao path again for who knows how many years.

Fang Bai chuckled and said, "You’re just saying ’if’ it fails. But what if it succeeds? Heh, heh. Besides, you’ve already failed three times. Why not let me try this final chance?"

Seeing Sun Jing furrow her brow in hesitation, Fang Bai added, "How about this: if I fail to refine the pill, I’ll stay here in your alchemy room and serve as your attendant. How does that sound?"

Sun Jing raised her eyebrows and said, "Do you mean that?"

If Fang Bai were really to stay in her alchemy room as an attendant, Sun Jing’s success rate in alchemy would undoubtedly improve substantially. This would lead to the refinement of more Spirit Pills, benefiting all the disciples of Lingxu Palace.

However, Sun Jing also knew that with Fang Bai’s potential, he would likely become one of Lingxu Palace’s leading figures in the future. Even if she wanted to keep Fang Bai in her alchemy room to assist her, the other high-level members of Lingxu Palace would never agree to it.

Having an Innate Spiritual Root Martial Artist serve as an attendant? That would simply be a waste of heaven-given talent!

Nevertheless, now that Fang Bai had said those words, Sun Jing could, with legitimacy, often have Fang Bai lend a hand in her alchemy work.

"Of course, I mean it!"

Fang Bai patted his chest as he spoke.

Sun Jing gritted her teeth and said, "Fine, since you’ve said so, then this old woman will bet everything on this last batch of materials!"

Fang Bai grinned and said, "Time will prove that Elder Sun made an exceptionally wise decision!"

"Speak, besides teaching you the Alchemy Mantra, what else do you need me to do?"

Although Sun Jing was a woman, she was not indecisive. Since she had decided to hand over the last batch of materials to Fang Bai for refining, she adopted an attitude of complete trust in him.

Fang Bai said, "After all, I’m a beginner, while you have years of alchemy experience. So, as I refine the pill, you can stand nearby and point out anything I might do wrong."

With Fang Bai’s alchemy skills, as long as he had the right materials, refining mid-grade Holy Spirit Pills was an effortless task. The reason for his modest attitude was that he didn’t want to draw too much attention to himself.

Fang Bai believed in the principle of "respect others, and they will respect you even more." Since entering Lingxu Palace, Sun Jing had treated him fairly well. Helping her refine pills was a way of repaying that kindness.

At the same time, Fang Bai’s humility also flattered Sun Jing, who listened with a smile and clearly appreciated his words.

Immediately, the two of them sat cross-legged facing each other, and Sun Jing began teaching Fang Bai the Pill Condensation Technique, which she had stumbled upon by chance.

The Pill Condensation Technique was a foundational skill for an alchemist, rarely shared with others. For Sun Jing to impart it without reservation and teach Fang Bai all she knew was a mark of her remarkable character.

If it weren’t for the fact that the Pill Condensation Technique she had learned was incomplete, refining Spirit Pills would have been much easier for Sun Jing, with a far higher success rate. She could have truly become a distinguished Pill Master.

In Fang Bai’s mind, the number of complete Pill Condensation Techniques he possessed was countless. Naturally, he wasn’t genuinely aiming to learn Sun Jing’s incomplete version.

Fang Bai’s goal was to fill in the gaps of her incomplete Pill Condensation Technique and then find a way to return it to her, fulfilling her dream of becoming a Pill Master.

After teaching Fang Bai the Pill Condensation Technique, Sun Jing worried that he might not grasp it in such a short time and patiently explained it word by word. Fang Bai had no choice but to appear attentive and receptive.

"This Pill Condensation Technique is profound and mysterious but also dry and difficult. When I first obtained it, it took me years of painstaking study to fully comprehend. Fang Bai, how much have you understood? If there’s anything you don’t get, just ask me."

After completing her explanation, Sun Jing smiled and asked.

Fang Bai nodded and said, "I understand most of it."

Sun Jing was stunned. She thought to herself: Back then, it took me years of effort to master this Pill Condensation Technique. Yet you’ve understood it entirely in just a few hundred breaths?

No matter how clever you are, surely that’s impossible?

"Fang Bai, this is the last batch of materials. If the pill refinement fails, my granddaughter’s Martial Dao journey might be delayed by many years..."

Sun Jing looked at Fang Bai and sighed softly, "So, I hope you’ll treat this task with the utmost seriousness..."

Her meaning was crystal clear: I trust you completely, and that’s why I’m letting you try refining this last batch of materials. Do not take it lightly; otherwise, you will betray my trust.

Fang Bai said solemnly, "If I fail in refining the pill, I will search through all three thousand major worlds to find the Spirit Pill or Spiritual Liquid needed to heal Senior Sister Sun’s injuries!"

These words were practically a vow. Hearing them, Sun Jing nodded in satisfaction and said, "With your talent, your future achievements in the Martial Dao will undoubtedly far surpass mine. So, even if this attempt at refining pills fails, I believe you will eventually find a way to cure Lin’er."

As the two prepared for the alchemy process, a disciple who served in the Palace Master Hall suddenly arrived to deliver a message. The Palace Master had summoned the senior members of Lingxu Palace for an urgent discussion and requested Sun Jing’s immediate presence.

Following the disciple out, Sun Jing left with instructions for Fang Bai to stay in the alchemy room to contemplate. Once she returned, they would refine the pill together.

"Meditate on it? I don’t want to waste too much time here..."

Watching Sun Jing walk into the distance, Fang Bai turned around, closed the door to the alchemy room, picked up the batch of materials, and sat cross-legged.

Now that Sun Jing was gone, Fang Bai no longer had to worry about being watched. He began refining the pill on his own.

To refine a mere mid-grade Holy Spirit Pill, Fang Bai didn’t even need to use his Five Elements Origin Qi Cauldron. Instead, he utilized the pill furnace Sun Jing had placed in the alchemy room.

"Boom..."

Fang Bai pressed his palm against the furnace’s surface, channeling the Fire Spirit Energy within his body into the pill furnace, causing the weak Spiritual Fire inside to blaze furiously.

Fang Bai’s Fire Spirit Energy, fused with the Red Silkworm Spirit Fire, was exceptionally pure and potent. Under its influence, the previously weak flame now burned several times more fiercely than when Sun Jing was refining pills.

"Open!"

With a light shake of Fang Bai’s palm, the furnace lid flew up several feet into the air, hovering midair.

Taking the opportunity, Fang Bai tossed the last batch of materials into the air. With a swift motion of his right palm, which acted like a blade, he sliced the materials into nearly two hundred pieces in an instant.

As the finely chopped pieces fell into the pill furnace, the lid descended, and Fang Bai sat cross-legged beside the furnace, beginning the alchemy process in earnest.

Encased in the furnace’s ferocious flames, the nearly two hundred small pieces of material melted into medicinal liquid within just a few dozen breaths.

Fang Bai then increased the intensity of the flame. The scorching heat effortlessly removed every last trace of impurity from the medicinal liquid, leaving it crystal clear and pure.

After the materials were transformed into liquid form, the pill-condensing phase began.

For an ordinary alchemist, this phase would be lengthy and arduous. But for Fang Bai, it was a matter of around a hundred breaths.

"Condense!"

A hundred breaths later, with Fang Bai’s soft command, ten perfectly rounded, emerald-green Marrow Cleansing Pills, radiating a faint misty glow, emerged fresh from the furnace.