Bai Fei'er was extremely excited, while Meng Yirou was stunned, but Gu Heng paid no attention to either of them.

  His eyes were tightly shut, arms outstretched, as if he were lifting a mountain of fmes.

  Of course, this was just for show.

  When Gu Heng usually refined pills, he would adjust the fire and then sit aside, waiting, as there was nothing else to do.

  He could trol the fire in the pill furh just his mind, but he couldn't possibly have no movements while refining medie, especially with two beautiful girls watg. He had to make it look ving.

  Meng Yirou's expression was captured perfectly by Gu Heng.

  Hmm? Quite calm.

  No worries, soon you'll see what "showing off" really means!

  Finally, ihe furhe fire was stable, and Gu Heng could see the three pills taking shape.

  "They're about to form!"

  Meng Yirou suppressed her inement. She wao see what kind of pills could be refined from materials with seven pletely different attributes and violently flig properties.

  Although these materials hadn't exploded due to their flig properties, which was enough to surprise this Divine Medical Saintess, ultimately, no matter how precise the refining teique, the final product had to be seen.

  Bai Fei'er was also watg nervously, not daring to miss a siail, afraid of missing anything.

  And at that moment—

  Gu Heng suddenly moved, swinging his arm, releasing a rge amount of white mist from the furnace, with a rich fragrance. Meng Yirou looked up, her gaze seemingly pierg through the roof, her expression ging!

  In the sky, dark clouds gathered, as if thunder was brewing!

  The formation of the pills was causing a phenomenon in the heavens ah! That indicated eighth-grade spiritual pills!

  But she sehree forces of the same magnitude, yet with pletely different powers of Exotic Thunder!

  This Medie Hall, no, the entire Greenwood City, couldn't withstand the Exotic Thunder. Only a Tribution Crossing stage cultivator could take the Exotic Thunder unscathed.

  But if the alchemist went to intercept the thuhe final process of pill formation would be untrolled, likely causing a massive loss of medial power, resulting in failure.

  What would he do?

  Meng Yirou was very nervous, already starting to worry fu Heng.

  Then she felt the true i around Gu Heng surge into the sky, dispersing the brewing thuribution in an instant!

  And then, nothing happened.

  "This..."

  Meng Yirou was truly dumbfounded.

  She had never seen a phenomenon of heaven ah being forcibly dispersed by the alchemist before it even appeared!

  As for Bai Fei'er, she hadn't even noticed the emergence of the phenomenon, only Meng Yirou, being an alchemist herself, could detect such subtle ges.

  But no matter how surprised she was, the process of pill formation was undisturbed. Gu Heng opehe furnace, grabbed the pills, and the furnace fire stopped!

  He casually took a por bowl to catch them; the freshly made pills were hot.

  "Done."

  He said calmly.

  It was then that Meng Yirou reacted.

  "...Three pills!?"

  When Gu Heng pced the bowl taining the three pills in front of Meng Yirou, she first doubted her eyes, but the fragrance was so clear, and each of the three spiritual pills had the same cloud pattern. She could evehe pletely different medial powers flowing within them, so no matter how much she didn't want to believe her eyes, she couldn't deny it was real.

  She reized these spiritual pills one by one.

  Dragon Serpe Stabilizing Pill, Thousand Lotus Rebirth Pill, Ice Jade Calming Pill.

  All eighth-grade pills!

  Meng Yirou's eyes widened. She recalled that when the phenomenon appeared, three pletely differeic Thunders were brewing, and now looking at the three spiritual pills...

  He actually refihree different pills in one furnace!?

  And they were all eighth-grade pills!?

  "This... this..."

  Meng Yirou felt her heart tremble violently, not knowing what to say.

  She suddenly felt that if her master was belittled by him, it was indeed nothing, because the person before her not only formed three pills at once, but they were all different types of eighth-grade pills.

  No wonder he threw all those flig materials into one fur once. Meng Yirou initially thought it was some unique formu created by Gu Heng, but now it seemed far more terrifying thaing a single pill. He used a terrifying refining teique to separate three pletely flig medial powers, yet still mao tinue refining in the same furnace, even keeping the medial powers tightly trolled!

  "You didn't expect me to refihree different pills at once, did you?"

  Gu Heng saw Meng Yirou's expression, feeling quite pleased with himself!

  Right, this kind of skill is meant to be shown off to pretty girls, to amaze them, that's the point.

  Look at this wealthy young dy, thinking she learned a few tricks from those money-grabbing physis, she was so proud of casually refining a pill. If he showed her refining seven types of pills in one furnace, she might kneel on the spot and call him "Master Gu."

  "Young Master Gu, if I have offended you earlier, please five me!"

  Meng Yirou apologized immediately, her attitude extremely sincere.

  Such a master was not someone she could easily anger. Moreover, she was quite unvinced wheaught her a lesson earlier, but Seniu was magnanimous, directly showg his superior skills. If she tio hold her sta would be disrespectful.

  "Sigh, o be so polite, I just wao tell you, there's much to learn ih of alchemy."

  Gu Heng smiled, tinuing in a mature tone, but Meng Yirou listened with her heart surging.

  Such a master, truly amazing!

  She looked at Gu Heng with increasing admiration: "I uand, Young Master Gu's guidaoday, I will remember for a lifetime!"

  It seemed this girl was truly vinced.

  Ihe skills taught by the System were quite useful.

  "You keep these pills as a memento."

  He poio the three pills in the por bowl. Of course, he khe effects of the pills he refihese three pills were quite simple: one prevented low blood sugar, oreated cold stitution, and one refreshed the mind. They weren't particurly valuable, so he might as well give them to her.

  After all, she was willing to step into his shabby Medie Hall, so she was a guest, wasn't she?

  "This... this is too precious, I 't accept it!"

  Meng Yirou refused on the spot.

  She knew how precious eighth-grade spiritual pills were, let alohese three, whiot only used high-quality materials but also showed such strong trol over the medial power by the alchemist. The quality of these pills was definitely astonishing, and Seniu was actually giving them to her?

  But just after refusing, Bai Fei'er nudged Meng Yirou's waist, smiling: "Just accept it, Young Master Gu has some peculiar principles, if you don't take it, he might be unhappy."

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