allonlinenovel Chapter 83 The will to refine the elixir remains unfulfilled after six refinements; the reflection i
Chapter 83 The will to refine the elixir remains unfulfilled after six refinements; the reflection i
At Wang Weiwei's suggestion, Han Yi slowly rose and walked towards the clear spring not far away. The spring shimmered in the dim light, surrounded by jagged rocks, which added a unique vitality and tranquility to the scene. Han Yi's figure appeared somewhat lonely in this slightly mysterious environment, yet also carried a stubborn air.
He approached the spring step by step, squatted down, and gently scooped up a handful of water, slowly splashing it on his face. The cool spring water instantly soothed his hot and annoyed mood. He carefully washed the dust off his face and tidied his disheveled hair. After washing up, he stood up, feeling much refreshed, as if his former handsomeness had returned. He strode back to the alchemy area with firm steps.
Wang Weiwei remained quietly waiting for him in the same spot. When Han Yi returned to the alchemy area and saw the shattered remains of the alchemy furnace on the ground, he grimaced, helplessly spread his hands, and looked utterly dejected. Now that the alchemy furnace was destroyed, he could only leave it to rot.
When Wang Weiwei saw Han Yi's appearance, a pang of heartache flashed in her eyes. She frowned slightly and gently bit her lower lip. She knew that Han Yi had put in a lot of effort to refine a common-grade Foundation Establishment Pill, but had failed time and time again, and he must be feeling terrible.
Just as Han Yi was about to give up, Wang Weiwei took out a brand new alchemy furnace from her storage bag, a warm smile spreading across her face, and handed the furnace to Han Yi with both hands.
"Young Master Yi, keep it up! I believe you will succeed with your talent."
Looking at the alchemy furnace in Wang Weiwei's hands, Han Yi felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He took the furnace, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down. He knew that his previous failure was entirely due to the small flame being too hot. As long as he could control the temperature of the small flame within a suitable range, he could successfully refine the Foundation Establishment Pill.
Han Yi started refining pills again. This time, he was completely focused, carefully channeling his spiritual energy. Through a close connection with the small flame, he tried his best to control the temperature. He stared intently at the small flame, his eyes full of concentration, adjusting the output of his spiritual energy little by little, hoping to find a suitable balance point that would allow the small flame to generate enough heat without overheating and burning the pills.
Wang Weiwei watched Han Yi nervously from the side, her hands clasped tightly together, silently praying for him. Seeing Han Yi's focused expression, she couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration.
Things didn't go as Han Yi had hoped. Despite his meticulous control over the flame's temperature, the pill-refining process failed at the crucial moment due to the excessively high temperature inside the furnace. Han Yi's eyes widened in disbelief. He watched helplessly as the pill was burned to ashes by the flame's intense heat, leaving not a trace. The scorching heat instantly filled the entire space, and his heart sank once more. He sighed helplessly.
"This little flame is far too powerful. I thought I had learned from my previous mistake and could control its temperature, but I failed again." Han Yi stared intently at the still lively little flame, his brow furrowed, his mind racing. The little flame seemed to sense Han Yi's emotions, flickering slightly as if to express its innocence. Han Yi looked at the little flame, his lips twitching slightly.
Wang Weiwei looked at Han Yi, who had failed once again, her eyes filled with heartache. She frowned slightly, bit her lip gently, and slowly walked to Han Yi's side, softly comforting him.
"Young Master, this time was much better than last time. Don't be discouraged. I believe you will succeed next time." Her voice was gentle yet firm, and her eyes were encouraging, as if she were giving Han Yi a boost of strength.
Looking into Wang Weiwei's determined eyes, Han Yi's fighting spirit was reignited. He clenched his fists, his eyes revealing unwavering resolve.
"Keep refining it, I refuse to believe I can't refine a perfect Foundation Establishment Pill."
Wang Weiwei was overjoyed to see Han Yi's defiant attitude. Her eyes sparkled, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly. She couldn't help but think: This man before her is top-tier in appearance, talent, and character; he would be a perfect match for her as her Daoist partner.
After five consecutive failures, Han Yi exploded another alchemy furnace. Exhaustion and anxiety intertwined in his heart, but the indomitable flame still burned deep in his eyes.
After resting with his eyes closed for a while, he slowly walked back to the alchemy area. This attempt was crucial; it might be the last chance to succeed. The surrounding air seemed to become heavy with his determination.
He gently placed the brand-new alchemy furnace down, its ancient aura emanating from it in the dim light. This was the last alchemy furnace in Wang Weiwei's storage bag, and also the most valuable. Han Yi's gaze was focused and resolute as he carefully examined every detail of the furnace, as if scrutinizing a precious work of art.
After confirming that the alchemy furnace was intact, he carefully took out various medicinal herbs from his storage bag. These herbs emitted unique aromas, some fresh and delicate, others rich and mellow. He gently placed the herbs one by one in front of him, then with a single wave of his hand, he opened the furnace lid and placed all the herbs into the alchemy furnace.
Han Yi took a deep breath and began to mobilize his spiritual energy. He closed his eyes, concentrated his mind, and felt the flow of spiritual energy within his body. That spiritual energy was like a rushing river, full of power and vitality. He slowly guided the spiritual energy towards the small flame, each step extremely cautious, as if walking a tightrope. The small flame seemed to sense Han Yi's determination, flickering slightly and emitting a soft light.
Han Yi focused intently on sensing the small flame's aura, adjusting his spiritual energy output bit by bit. Fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead, but he dared not be distracted for a moment. He stared intently at the small flame, his eyes filled with concentration, as if the entire world consisted only of him and the small flame. As his spiritual energy output increased, the flame's temperature began to rise slowly, and Han Yi's heart leaped into his throat. He continuously fine-tuned the intensity of his spiritual energy, striving to find that perfect balance.
Wang Weiwei watched Han Yi nervously, her heart pounding with each of his movements. Her eyes were filled with worry, fearing that Han Yi would fail again. But she also believed in Han Yi's abilities and was confident that he would succeed.
Time passed slowly, and the medicinal herbs in the alchemy furnace began to melt. Han Yi's hands trembled slightly, but he remained calm. He constantly adjusted the size and temperature of the flames to ensure the herbs were heated evenly. The aroma, a blend of various herbs, gradually wafted out, filling the entire space and bringing a sense of tranquility and well-being.
Han Yi dared not relax for a moment. He knew that this was the most crucial moment. As the alchemy process progressed, the liquid in the furnace began to slowly condense, forming a viscous substance. Han Yi focused even more intently on controlling the flames, allowing the liquid to slowly rotate within the furnace, continuously refining its essence.