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Huang Lao is also a person who does not procrastinate. Once he verified the Medicinal Properties of the Primordial Medicine, it indicated that he could immediately begin Alchemy. The place for Alchemy was a small room that had been cleared out in the west side of the courtyard.
The small room was completely empty and quite simple, making it hard to believe that a distinguished Alchemist Master would perform Alchemy in such a rudimentary setting. Only Uncle Fu and his companions could manage this; in other places, any Martial Cultivator wishing to hire an Alchemist would do everything possible to provide the best conditions, ensuring that the Alchemist was comfortable.
However, despite this, hiring an Alchemist for Alchemy remained fraught with difficulties. If those Martial Cultivators who were constantly striving for a single Elixir learned about the current situation, they would likely complain about the unfairness.
Nevertheless, Huang Lao was an open-minded person who did not mind the simplicity of the conditions. Moreover, he knew that this small courtyard was the residence of his master, so it was even less likely that he would have any complaints.
Huang Lao's tool for Alchemy was a tall, ancient-looking cauldron, which he had brought himself, claiming it was a specially made cauldron from their sect.
Upon seeing this cauldron, Lufan and his companions suddenly understood why it was called Dan Ding Sect; indeed, the cauldron they used was truly cauldron-shaped. They couldn't help but wonder how such a large cauldron had been transported here.
Seeing that Huang Lao was about to start Alchemy, Lufan and his friends were very curious and asked if they could watch from the side to witness the legendary and mysterious art of Alchemy.
Huang Lao did not refuse. For him, the crafting of the Transcendence Pill was not too difficult; as long as Lufan and his friends did not intentionally disturb him, it would not affect his Alchemy. He also smiled and mentioned that while Alchemy seemed mysterious when spoken of, it was actually quite tedious. He suspected that after watching for a while, they would likely lose interest.
Lufan and his friends immediately assured him that they would not disturb him and decided to see how long they could last before losing interest.
Thus, under the watchful eyes of a group of young people, Huang Lao began his Alchemy.
First, he activated the cauldron, and then a flame emerged, licking at the bottom of the cauldron. Once the heat was just right, Huang Lao gradually added the medicinal materials that had been specially processed beforehand into the cauldron while carefully controlling the temperature.
At first, everyone watched Huang Lao's actions with great enthusiasm; however, just as Huang Lao had said, Alchemy turned out to be quite a tedious affair.
For a continuous hour, everyone watched as Elder Huang kept checking the heat and slowly added herbs to the alchemy furnace. Although his movements were fluid and graceful, he only used a few ingredients repeatedly, which seemed rather ordinary. Was this really the renowned art of alchemy? The onlookers exchanged glances.
Seeing their expressions, Elder Huang couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. Alchemy is a skilled craft that involves many elements; one must have a profound understanding of various herbs and their properties, as well as how they combine with each other. More importantly, mastering the control of heat and the timing for adding ingredients is crucial.
These two aspects are extremely important; even a slight error could lead to a decline in the quality of the elixir or even failure. The young people thought his simple and monotonous actions were unremarkable.
Little did they know that these techniques had been honed through countless hours of hard practice. His grasp of heat and timing had reached a peak, representing a unique method of alchemy that was beyond the comprehension of these novices.
If an ordinary alchemist were to see his technique, they would surely be ecstatic. Unfortunately, what he had in front of him were merely martial cultivators with great potential but no understanding of alchemy at all. It felt like playing music to a blind audience; judging by their current demeanor, they would likely leave soon. Elder Huang felt as if he was playing the lute to cattle.
Sure enough, after another half hour, someone finally couldn't hold back any longer. Miko and Duanmu Xue were the first to make excuses and slip away. Following them, Zhao Xingjian and A Qi also found reasons to leave, claiming they needed to relieve themselves. They figured that instead of watching this, they could better spend their time cultivating.
Elder Huang sighed inwardly; everyone wanted to become an alchemist, but little did they know that achieving this goal required not only a deep passion for the craft but also immense patience.
Without extraordinary patience, how could one possibly memorize the vast and complex pharmacological knowledge or endure the tedious practice of alchemical techniques?
It was precisely because the requirements to become an alchemist were so stringent that his sect had gradually declined in numbers. Reflecting on his sect's situation made Elder Huang sigh deeply.
Despite his wandering thoughts, Elder Huang's hands continued to move skillfully. To his surprise, three hours had passed, yet two individuals remained in the room watching him refine elixirs without leaving.
One was Lufan; Elder Huang accepted this since he had heard some things about Lufan from Uncle Fu and knew that this young man possessed remarkable willpower and could endure such monotony.
However, it was the other person who surprised him—an unexpectedly small Fatty!
At this moment, the little Fatty was fully focused on observing his techniques, muttering to himself as if he were memorizing something. Every time he added a type of medicine, he would pull out a small notebook to jot it down. Throughout the process, Elder Huang did not show any signs of impatience; instead, he wore a serious expression.
This was quite a pleasant surprise. Elder Huang had hardly any impression of this little Fatty before, especially since the young people he had just seen were all remarkable individuals. In contrast, this little Fatty was only at the First Rank and was rather quiet, so naturally, he did not attract Elder Huang's attention.
However, it was unexpected that this little Fatty possessed such patience and thoughtfulness. He was indeed a good seed for an alchemist. For a moment, Elder Huang felt a peculiar interest in him.
As for Lufan, there was no way Elder Huang would have any thoughts about him; he was someone cultivated by the master. But perhaps this little Fatty might have some opportunities.
At this time, Fatty had no idea that Elder Huang had turned his attention to him. He never imagined that he would be noticed by a martial arts master. His frantic note-taking of Elder Huang's alchemical techniques was not because he could discern their intricacies; his limited experience did not grant him that ability.
The reason he was doing this was simple: he believed that the process of an alchemy master creating pills must be very useful. It would be wise to take notes, as it might come in handy someday.
Having experienced the harsh realities of life from a young age, the poor Fatty understood the importance of knowledge. The skills he possessed in making Primordial Food were learned bit by bit from the kitchen masters at school. Now that he had the rare opportunity to observe an alchemy master at work, even if he didn’t understand everything, he thought it best to record it first.
Alchemy is a technical craft. From starting the furnace to completing the pills, the alchemist must watch closely and control the heat at all times. Some medicines take a long time to refine and require significant effort from the alchemist. Often after one refining session, they need to rest for a long period, which is one reason why elixirs are hard to come by.
The furnace of Transcendence Elixir that Elder Huang was refining required him to stay in this room for seven days without leaving so that he could monitor the heat at all times.
Upon learning this, Fatty immediately volunteered to take care of Elder Huang’s meals and daily needs during these seven days since he was responsible for cooking in the courtyard.
After hearing this, Elder Huang looked at the little Fatty with even kinder eyes. (To be continued.)
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