Chapter 34

Time slowly passed in the sealed stone chamber, and the various medicinal herbs placed before Xiao Yan gradually decreased. A dense and mixed medicinal fragrance lingered in the stone chamber, like a mist.

As the herbs were gradually refined, Xiao Yan himself did not know how many herbs he had destroyed in the process, feeling deeply regretful.

Xiao Yan's expression became increasingly serious. He knew that the real challenge lay ahead.

The Myriad Ancient Pill, even among Imperial-grade pills, was considered a mid-grade one. This kind of pill might not have any direct effect on an Emperor who had been at that level for a long time, but for a newly ascended Emperor, it had an extremely powerful effect. It could significantly reduce the unstable aura after the ascension, making it more stable. This effect was a great temptation for most Emperors.

Of course, to refine the Myriad Ancient Pill, a large number of materials were required, many of which were rare. If not for Xiao Long's preparation, Xiao Yan would not know when he could gather all these materials, and it was uncertain whether he could even gather them.

As time passed, Xiao Yan finally successfully extracted all the essences needed for the Myriad Ancient Pill. This refinement process left him mentally and physically exhausted.

"Puff!"

As the various medicinal liquids came into contact, a violent energy fluctuation erupted. In a low sound, the pure medicinal liquids that had been painstakingly extracted were mostly dispersed.

Sensing the changes inside the alchemy cauldron, Xiao Yan's brows furrowed slightly, and he sighed, "As expected... it's always like this. The first time is indeed very difficult."

Sitting in front of the alchemy cauldron, Xiao Yan pondered for a moment, repeatedly replaying the slight anomalies that occurred when the herbs fused. After a long while, he finally refocused, cleaned the alchemy cauldron, and started again.

Refining pills is a tedious and monotonous task. After the first failure, Xiao Yan spent nearly ten days before successfully refining the essences from the second set of herbs. This time, due to his careful control, no problems occurred during the fusion. As the pill was about to take shape, Xiao Yan was extremely nervous, carefully controlling the Chaotic Holy Flame, fearing any mistakes. However, the more he feared something, the more likely it was to happen. At the last moment, a small deviation occurred, and the entire batch of precious herbs was wasted again. Looking at the wasted herbs, Xiao Yan felt his heart bleed. These herbs were not easy to obtain.

"Damn, I underestimated the difficulty of refining an Imperial-grade pill."

Suppressing his bleeding heart, Xiao Yan calmly summarized the lessons from the previous failure. He was just one step away from success, and the final failure was due to his eagerness, losing his composure and causing his movements to become slightly distorted. It seems that the right mindset is very important. Realizing this, Xiao Yan gradually calmed his mind, took several deep breaths, and took out the last set of herbs. This was his last chance. If he failed again, his first attempt at refining an Imperial-grade pill would be declared a failure.

His gaze fixed on the herbs, after a long moment, Xiao Yan finally clenched his teeth, moved his hand seals, and the pale yellow Chaotic Holy Flame rose again in the alchemy cauldron.

The flames flickered, and the pale yellow light shone on Xiao Yan's unusually serious face, making it look particularly stern. One by one, the precious herbs fell into the alchemy cauldron as Xiao Yan's hands moved, and were immediately devoured by the flames.

Time passed quietly like sand slipping through his fingers, and beads of sweat began to form on Xiao Yan's forehead. The nearly month-long continuous refinement had left him very tired and strained. If not for his Imperial-level soul power and his strength as a mid-stage One-star Emperor, he would not have been able to sustain it.