Chen Tu felt his blood boil slightly from surrounded by all these disciples. Although their attention wasn't directed at him, their concentration was somewhat contagious, especially to someone with a keen sense like Chen Tu.
Furthermore, being capable of reading normally now allowed Chen Tu to understand the Supply Office's operation and overall structure.
As a faction with three cities and more than twenty town-level settlements affiliated to them, the Blood Refining Grotto had responsibility over the commoners concerning their safety, protection, and interest.
This means there would be over a thousand types of requests posted on the Assignment Board for the disciples to participate in. There are all kinds of assignments available, ranging from the smallest reward of a few Spiritual Replenishing Pills to some that pay hundreds.
Obviously, the Blood Refining Grotto supported this practice. But a stable flow of manpower was necessary to keep the operation ongoing. Hence, nothing was better than allowing the grotto's disciples to participate and obtain their reward.
After all, a faction cannot solely rely on its own internal operation to feed its disciple. Furthermore, a bird eventually had to leave its nest and venture outside. And there's nothing better than using this way to temper the disciples while they're young.
Of course, the Blood Refining Grotto would be responsible for the disciple's safety upon completing their mission. To these fledglings, the grotto would forever be their safe sanctuary.
The worker returned precisely after fifteen minutes. And to make it easier to talk to one another, he led Chen Tu to one of the few tables nearby.
"Junior, we've done with the pill inspection. Are you ready for the result from our finding?" the worker asked. The initial six pill bottles had now turned into three wooden boxes. Needless to say, the Grain Pellets were transferred into these boxes accordingly.
The three boxes also mean that Chen Tu's Grain Pellets come in three different gradings.
"Yes, senior. Please go ahead." Chen Tu nodded and patiently waited for the worker to continue.
"Out of the fifty-six Grain Pellets we received, thirty pills met our standard requirement. As for the remaining Grain Pellets, twenty of them were below the standard, and six were evaluated to be Two-Star Grain Pellets."
"Based on the rate we're offering, four below standard equals a Spiritual Coin. Two for regular pills and one coin for each Two-Star Pill. The total would come to twenty-six Spiritual Coins. If you agreed to sell them to our Supply Office, please let me know." said the worker.
His approach can be said to be extremely professional to Chen Tu. At the same time, it seems that Chen Tu had once again overestimated his ability.
Although there are indeed a few Two-Star Pills amongst the Grain Pellets, Chen Tu was devastated by the twenty below-standard pills. He had no idea that that number was almost half the grand total.
If he were to evaluate his overall performance with this result, he would barely pass.
"Yes, senior. Please process the payment for me." Chen Tu politely nodded at the worker while keeping his sorrow to himself. The payment had been prepared prior before he came out. Hence, after recounting the Spiritual Coins in front of Chen Tu, he completed the transaction between them.
Chen Tu couldn't believe that he actually made a loss in his first pill sales. But this kind of result can be considered quite positive to a newcomer. After all, who in this world, unless they're born as a genius alchemist, could ensure they'll start profiting from the start?
Not even Elder Wei Xuan and the other Alchemist in Inner Grotto could make it happen. As a matter of fact, managing to earn back a third of the cost is already considered doing well for a freshman.
Not having a reason to linger here anymore, Chen Tu left the Supply Office and headed to the Worldly Treasures Pavilion again. Needless to say, the reason for his visit is evident.
After going around a few stalls, Chen Tu again left the pavilion with twenty sets of ingredients. After offsetting the item with what he left, Chen Tu only spent eighteen Spiritual Coins to purchase what he needed.
But instead of going to the Training Hall again, he simply grabbed a few steamed buns with fillings from the canteen and returned to his room.
That night, Chen Tu studied the Pill Formula and adjusted them according to his understanding. He also meditates by executing a cycle of Sun and Moon Condensation Art to remove the fickle emotion inside him.
Although he was still far from completing the cycle, Chen Tu felt he could do so after achieving the fifth level of the Body Tempering Layer. Executing a rotation of the Sun and Moon Condensation Art also temporarily heightened Chen Tu's Spiritual Sense.
This allowed Chen Tu to notice things he didn't see from the Five-Colored Spiritual Grains and Hundred-Year Mountain Yam.
(Hmm?)
Chen Tu smiled. He couldn't believe that his heightened sense actually helped him in a breakthrough in understanding the ingredients.
The next morning, Chen Tu skipped working in the Spiritual Garden. After breakfast, Chen Tu went straight to the Training Hall and queued for his turn to rent an Alchemy Room.
"What tier level, and for how long?" the worker asked.
Chen Tu immediately asked for a Lower-Tier room again, with six hours limit. After paying a Contribution Token as his fee, Chen Tu was given a wooden token with [nine] written on the surface.
After stepping inside the room, Chen Tu immediately arranged the equipment at his convenience. The charcoal was lit and left on the fireplace to start firing the cauldron.
The two primary ingredients to refine the Grain Pellet were also taken out and portioned accordingly. But this time, there's something different about the Five-Colored Spiritual Grains and Hundred-Year Mountain Yam.
If a passerby saw the state of Chen Tu's ingredients, they would probably scold him for not being adept at preserving his Spiritual Herbs correctly. But that was, of course, their own opinion.
As the person using these ingredients, how could Chen Tu be unaware of their condition? Since he had already brought them here, naturally, Chen Tu already intended to use them as it is.
(Alright! Let's start!)
Chen Tu was full of confidence this time. And instead of preparing the Five-Colored Spiritual Grains as instructed in the Pill Formula, Chen Tu went with his own method and put everything into the pot!
This wasn't refining!
It's cooking!
The story had to be reversed back to yesterday night. It was right after Chen Tu discovered something odd about the Five-Colored Spiritual Grains. (Did nobody notice something like this before?) Chen Tu asked himself. Thanks to the heightened Spiritual Sense after half a cycle of the Sun and Moon Condensation Art, he could observe the Spiritual Energy hovering around the grains. And through this discovery, Chen Tu noticed that out of the thousand or so grains in that portion, a small number of them are no longer "alive." Of course, when this [living] concept was applied to these seedlings, they were no longer capable of sprouting. Although the existence wouldn't cause further damage to the final product, there's always an "if" moment applied. This discovery gave Chen Tu a creative idea. Since the first part of the Pill Formula was to remove the impurity from the Five-Colored Spiritual Grains, does that means it was actually a process of removing these dead grains? To confirm his
The verdict stunned Chen Tu. To Chen Tu, nothing hits him harder than being told there are no Two-Star Pills found in the seventy Grain Pellets. And with this result in hand, doesn't that equivalent to telling him that the modified recipe doesn't work as intended? But at the same time, there's no doubt that his newer recipe had a greater yield and higher success rate. The only regrettable part concerning this recipe is the questionable medicinal potency of the concoction. It might be safe to assume that the mixture was too diluted to achieve a greater yield. Thus, the end product ended up slightly meeting the minimal requirement of a standard pill. Although this concern could be handled with enough patience, there's no shortcut for Chen Tu to use here. In Alchemy, a shortcut is akin to a double-edged sword. You could uncover the essence or go astray from your primary intention. Hence, it was also why such a thought was considered taboo in this profession. It also wasn't a secret
"Is there something bothering you?" Qin Lei asked during their dinner. As someone older than Chen Tu by a few years, he naturally sensed something in Chen Tu's head. He had no reason to dig into his matters unless Chen Tu was willing. Anyway, there's a limit to being helpful to his junior. Furthermore, he hates guessing. If there's something he wanted to know, he would simply ask. "It is something related to pill refinement. I am thinking about asking the teacher the next time we're called to help." Chen Tu politely replied and brushed over the topic. Although there's nothing wrong with sharing things with Qin Lei, Chen Tu feels it was slightly irrelevant to share this with Qin Lei. As a matter of fact, there's a reason for this. While sharing what he experienced over these two days with Qin Lei wouldn't hurt him, Chen Tu felt that he shouldn't bother Qin Lei too much concerning Alchemy. After all, the latter did share with Chen Tu that the study in Alchemy wasn't his priority. T
(What a joke!) Chen Tu's refusal was like a slap to the owner's face. Even if he could afford it, why would he spend the money on buying a piece of rock that had no specific uses? Of course, it could have been different if the owner had been sure about the content inside the stone. But obviously, he doesn't. If he did, perhaps the price of whatever was inside could be worth more than five mere Spiritual Coins. Since he couldn't deliver some trustworthiness in his words, who would be willing to pay his asking price? Even in the eyes of passersby, this thing here was simply a useless rock. Chen Tu's expression remained firm and collected. Although the stall owner only asked for five Spiritual Coins, wouldn't Chen Tu have a better place to spend his money? For example... Buying five more sets of ingredients to refine the Grain Pellets? Of course, it would be great if there was really [True Essence Obsidian Ink] inside the stone. Otherwise, he would have wasted the money for nothi
With a more organized yet relaxing schedule, Chen Tu could allocate his time preparing the ingredients before leaving them to mature. Additionally, although his tinkered recipe had a terrible chance of refining a Two-Star Pill, the losses can be compensated by its higher yield and success rate. The freedom of time he had from the preparation would also give Chen Tu more flexibility in his time to visit the Training Hall. After all, with the ingredient partially handled, the concoction time can be shortened to roughly ten minutes per cauldron. The remaining time would be divided evenly to his rest, studying, working, and cultivating. In a blink of an eye, a few days had passed. Over these few days, Chen Tu had a stable income of fifteen to twenty Spiritual Coins from refining the Grain Pellet alone. If the Contribution Token earned from the Spiritual Garden were added, that would be between fifty to seventy coins. While his choice is slightly less than working in the Spiritual Gard
Qin Lei had left his seat and stood beside Chen Tu at the end of his sentence. Judging from his expression, there's a hint of conflicting emotion fighting inside his head. The conflict was fierce, but as a matter of fact, it only lasted for a few seconds in reality. Considering how Qin Lei's knees gradually bend forward, what he was trying to do is obvious. (I'll kneel in front of junior brother Chen if that's what it takes to get some help...) "Senior brother." Chen Tu's call instantly brought Qin Lei's thoughts back to his physical body. But the strength between his legs was gone as his knees approached the ground faster than they supposed. Fortunately, a foot came forward before Qin Lei's knees touched the ground. A pair of hands firmly grabbed his shoulders simultaneously and helped Qin Lei to stand. "I'm not sure how much I had, honestly... But let us visit the Worldly Treasures Pavilion tomorrow after the harvest. With another day of income, I'm sure we could afford to buy
This time, they only had three newcomers out of the twenty-five participants. By taking Chen Tu and Qin Lei out of the remaining headcount, it was safe to say there were twenty repeating participants. Regardless of how they were chosen, there's no doubt that they're happy to participate in this harvest. After all, only twenty-five people would be chosen from the seven senior workers and Elder Wei Xuan. This means those who weren't chosen could only look at the twenty-five people with a pair of jealous, red eyes. To most, this harvest was merely an excuse for the Spiritual Garden to reward the people they endorsed with Contribution Tokens. While as a matter of fact, that wasn't the case. The reward was plentiful, but not everyone qualified to share the bigger piece of an entire cake. Naturally, some people did well, and some didn't. After all, harvesting a Burial Root properly requires experience, patience, and understanding. If merely using brute strength would get the work done,
Qin Lei naturally saw how that newcomer got accepted by Chen Tu into their group. Being the one closest to Chen Tu, how can he not know what is in Chen Tu's mind? His only worry was Chen Tu being too nice to everyone else. Of course, his concern was not in a bad way. Qin Lei could feel that Chen Tu hardly doubted the intention of other people. Although it was not a bad thing, it wasn't good either. Of course, the worry should only be concerning when they were outside the Blood Refining Grotto. After all, everyone was both junior and senior, brothers and sisters here. Suppose their fellow disciples weren't helping one another in a protected environment. What could be expected when everyone here went outside? Would their sword be pointing at outsiders, or would it be pointing at their own fellow brothers and sisters? Qin Lei decided to keep quiet after he gave it a quick thought. It might still be too early to speak about this with Chen Tu. Furthermore, Chen Tu was merely ten this