Chapter 29

No matter how shocking the task at hand was, Song Licaixi found to his delight that his mental power was also quite impressive. Perhaps it was due to his two lifetimes of experience, which made his mental power far stronger than that of ordinary people. At the very least, he could clearly perceive every subtle change in the alchemical pills inside the furnace. This discovery filled him with unexpected joy.

Ignoring the inquisitive gazes of his parents, he cast a series of spells with one hand while using his mental power to sense the changes in the pills inside the furnace and adjust the temperature of the flames. During the pill formation process, the temperature required at each stage was different, and the alchemist had to sense every subtle change in the herbs inside the furnace, then change the spells and adjust the flame temperature accordingly. Song Licaixi's spells and gestures kept changing, each gesture signifying a change in the flame.

With his extremely proficient and fluid movements, the temperature inside the furnace quickly reached the critical point where the pills began to melt. The irregularly shaped "waste pills" started to dissolve at a visible rate. Once they were completely liquefied, Song Licaixi immediately changed his spell, lowering the flame temperature from a fierce blaze to a gentle simmer. His control over the flames was extremely precise, and as the temperature approached the solidification point, the liquid gradually coalesced into pill form!

As soon as Song Licaixi began his operation, Yun Lin's eyes widened. Having immersed herself in flame control for many years, she was well-versed in recognizing talent. Her son's hand, casting spells, changed positions continuously, each one correct and fluid, with no mistakes due to haste or memory lapses. What shocked her even more was that her son had changed his gestures forty-nine times in succession, including some complex gestures that she herself could not yet understand, all of which were flawlessly executed. This proved that he could fully control the forty-nine variations of the "Sanmei Yanhuo" flame!

Doesn't this mean that this brat's flame control is even better than hers, a mid-level alchemist? She could feel the flame temperature changing in perfect sync with the state of the "waste pills" inside the furnace, a seamless coordination. And those pills, which were already considered waste, were now rapidly coalescing into pill form after being dissolved and re-refined!

How is this possible... This... It's too incredible!

Yun Lin felt as if she had been struck by a bolt of lightning, standing there in a daze, unable to react.

Is this still my son? Is this still the son who was considered a good-for-nothing since childhood? Could it be that the blow to his head triggered some latent ability, completely transforming him?

A monster, too monstrous! Too extraordinary!

Yun Lin appeared dazed on the surface, but her heart was in turmoil. No matter what, this is her son, isn't it? This is the flesh and blood of her heart, her precious child, isn't it? Perhaps he has always had this talent, but it was buried for so long and is now finally erupting! Yes, it must be so. Her son has the blood of the Yun family, so it's not surprising that he has alchemical talent, but this talent is so overwhelming that it left Yun Lin stunned.

"Madam, what's wrong, Madam... Wake up, wake up..." Song Xinghai, being an outsider, couldn't understand his son's gestures and thought he was just putting on a show. But when Madam Yun Lin suddenly froze, her expression dazed, he was startled.

"Hush, be quiet. Don't disturb the son." Yun Lin was shaken awake by her husband, who put a finger to his lips to signal silence. She didn't have time to explain and instead stared intently at her son's movements, afraid to miss any detail.

Song Xinghai was stunned. From Madam's expression, it seemed that her son was really refining pills... No way, how could this be... The Duke of the County also followed her gaze, staring intently at his son's figure...

The critical stage of pill formation had arrived. Song Licaixi kept casting spells, his mental power penetrating the furnace to sense the subtle changes in the pills and adjust the flame temperature accordingly. The dozen or so "waste pills" were rapidly coalescing at a visible rate, and a rich pill fragrance began to emanate from the furnace, filling the room with a pleasant aroma.

"Success!" When the pill fragrance became so rich that it made one's mouth water, the thirteen waste pills inside the furnace had all coalesced into pill form!

Song Licaixi let out a long sigh. Although the operation wasn't very difficult, it was his first time refining pills, and he couldn't help but feel a bit excited and slightly nervous. Now that the pills were complete, he finally felt at ease.

Song Licaixi calmly retracted his spells and extinguished the flames. He then took out the thirteen pills from the furnace, each one smooth and lustrous, shining like pearls, with a faint mist surrounding them and a rich, refreshing fragrance.

Yun Lin, as if in a dream, walked over in a daze, took the thirteen pills, held them in her hands, sniffed them, and closed her eyes in ecstasy, murmuring, "Such a rich pill fragrance, I haven't smelled it in so many years. What excellent quality, truly top-notch!"

Song Xinghai looked at his wife, then at his son. Even as an outsider, he could see that his son had really refined pills. And he used not good herbs but the waste pills that his wife had refined. This... This... Even the Duke of the County, who was usually calm and unassuming, was now trembling with excitement, his eyes wide open in shock!

Before entering the alchemy room, his son had no knowledge of alchemy, not even the conditions to become an alchemist. After just flipping through a book, he could refine pills that even made Yun Lin marvel! Is this even human?

This is incredible! Song Licaixi must have had some nerve that suddenly snapped, causing his inner universe to explode! Not only did his cultivation realm advance rapidly, but he also burst with a monster-level alchemy talent!

The Duke's residence now has two alchemists! If this news gets out, it will surely shock everyone! The Duke, in a daze, was overwhelmed with excitement, his heart racing and blood pumping, unable to speak!

Seeing his mother holding the thirteen "Sanzhuan Guiyuan Pills" with an expression of disbelief, and his father staring at him with eyes as round as mahjong tiles, almost popping out of their sockets, he knew that his performance had left his parents utterly shocked!

Sigh, I really wanted to be low-key, but I'm like a firefly in the dark, a golden beetle in the field. No matter where I go, I can't hide my extraordinary charm. Song Licaixi remained outwardly calm but couldn't help feeling a sense of pride inside.

"Mom, did I pass?" Song Licaixi walked up and shook his mother's arm, smiling. "You should say something, does your son have alchemy talent?"

"Huh?" Yun Lin was finally shaken awake by Song Licaixi. She first exchanged a glance with Song Xinghai, and then the two of them suddenly shouted and pounced on him like hungry tigers, scaring Song Licaixi into a yelp as he retreated backward.

But Song Xinghai and Yun Lin were too fast, and in the blink of an eye, they were in front of Song Licaixi. Each grabbed one of his arms, their eyes filled with intense joy.

"Son, my precious, tell me, how did you do it?" Yun Lin's heart was filled with joy, knowing that another alchemist was about to emerge in the Duke's residence! She could already feel that her son's talent in flame control far exceeded her own, even surpassing her father, the Saint Alchemist, who had always praised her as a genius!

At just over thirty, her flame control had reached the third level, and her alchemy skills were at the peak of the sixth level, about to break through to the seventh level and become a high-level alchemist. This progress, while not unprecedented in the Holy Lion Empire, was still very impressive. All of this was thanks to the genes she inherited from her father and the excellent upbringing she received from a young age.

But before entering the alchemy room, her son was a complete novice in alchemy. After just flipping through a book on flame control, in less than half an hour, he managed to refine low-grade waste pills into top-quality pills! Of course, his knowledge of herbs and their combinations was still zero, but the most important condition for becoming an alchemist is talent in flame control, and he far exceeded the norm. As for the other knowledge and skills, with her, the daughter of a Saint Alchemist, it was not a problem.

By the standards of alchemists, her son was a once-in-a-century alchemy genius!

After reaching this conclusion, Yun Lin's heart was in turmoil. This is her son, the precious child she carried for ten months and gave birth to with great effort. Her love for her son was completely selfless and unconditional. For sixteen years, her son had been mocked as a good-for-nothing, and it seemed that the whole world was laughing at him.

But as a mother, she never loved him any less because he lacked cultivation talent. Over the years, she had diligently studied alchemy, not just out of interest, but because she wanted to refine a miraculous pill that could completely change her son's constitution. She didn't want her son to be mocked all his life. As a parent, hearing everyone call her son a "waste" was a pain that outsiders could hardly understand.

From a young age, Yun Lin had given her son countless good pills, some of which she had painstakingly refined herself, and others she had begged from her father. But after he ate them, it was like they had disappeared into the sea, not even a ripple. She gradually lost confidence and, to be honest, had given up on this fantasy. Her only wish was for her son to live a peaceful life.

But life always has a way of turning around when you least expect it.