Don't worry, Uncle, I'll definitely deliver the Gathering Qi Pills on time. I won't cause you any trouble."
After understanding everything, Ye Chen said with a smile.
Ye Chen didn't mention Yue Jihong's matter.
The other party could easily brush it off with a simple "my subordinates were careless."
Bringing it up would only expose himself and might alert the enemy.
He had the System, so everything could be returned tenfold.
He wasn't worried about failing the mission at all.
Steward Zhang, hearing this, smiled so brightly his fat face looked like a blooming chrysanthemum, and he patted Ye Chen's shoulder affectionately: "I knew my virtuous nephew had great potential."
"Then you continue to rest, I won't disturb you!"
Ye Chen smiled as he saw Steward Zhang out the door.
When the door was tightly shut,
Ye Chen's face was full of sneers.
Outside, Steward Zhang's expression was also full of mockery.
Walking out of the backyard, he looked back at Ye Chen's room and sneered disdainfully: "The room is full of the smell of wasted Medicinal Pills. Who knows how many times he failed? And he still wants to complete the mission?"
"Most importantly, he can't even refine a few Medicinal Pills himself, yet he still tries to act big in front of female Cultivators?"
"Truly a fool nurtured by a small Family."
"With higher Cultivation, what kind of women aren't there? One Low-Grade Spirit Stone at Hongxiu Tower can make a female Cultivator serve you like a king. To actually give away precious resources voluntarily? Even if I don't trip him up, this kind of trash probably has no hope of entering Qingyun Sect..."
Steward Zhang looked down on Ye Chen entirely.
Just a fool, not worth wasting time on.
He only hoped that the Ye Family Patriarch could truly Breakthrough to the Foundation Establishment Stage.
If the Ye Family Patriarch succeeded in his Breakthrough, the Ye Family's sphere of influence would greatly expand.
The second branch of the Ye Family could then transfer him to a better place to be a Steward.
Instead of being stuck in this godforsaken Silver Moon Market every day, wasting his life.
A Foundation Establishment grand Cultivator could influence too many interests... After the other party left, Ye Chen.
Silently wrote Steward Zhang's name in his mental notebook.
Then he sat in front of the Pill Furnace and began to sort and arrange the medicinal ingredients.
He picked out all the good medicinal ingredients.
As for the bad ones, he threw them aside.
After processing one batch of medicinal ingredients,
Ye Chen placed these ingredients into the Pill Furnace one by one.
The Pill Furnace was divided into eight areas, allowing different operations to be performed simultaneously, such as baking, steaming, and Fusion of medicinal ingredients.
Then he lit the fire and began Alchemy.
Alchemy required the use of fire control and water control Spells.
Ye Chen used to be confused and clumsy, refining in a messy and flustered manner.
Fire had fierce fire and gentle fire.
The flow of medicinal liquid and the speed of Fusion varied according to the different properties of the medicine, and the techniques were also different.
There were also various techniques for extracting medicinal properties.
These were all things that couldn't be learned from books and required hands-on teaching to understand.
But his predecessor's second uncle had never properly taught him these things.
This left Ye Chen confused when he previously performed Alchemy, failing inexplicably.
But now, everything was clearly different.
The abundant insights allowed Ye Chen to control everything with ease.
However, at the last moment, his hand accidentally trembled slightly, and the flame became a little too large, causing the Pill Furnace to shake violently and emit a burnt smell.
He failed... But Ye Chen was not disappointed.
Although he had gained insights, his body was still a bit unaccustomed. A few more tries would fix it.
Soon, Ye Chen tidied up the Pill Furnace and began his second attempt at Alchemy.
When half a day passed,
Ye Chen's eyes lit up, and he immediately extinguished the flames.
Opening the lid, the room was instantly filled with the fragrance of Medicinal Pills.
Ye Chen manipulated his magical power to directly retrieve the Medicinal Pills.
"Two Low Grade, four Medium Grade, and even one High Grade Gathering Qi Pill?"
Looking at the Medicinal Pills in his hand, Ye Chen was in a good mood.
However, he immediately began to review and reflect.
This was Ye Chen's habit: to review everything he did, identify problems, and thus do better next time.
"After the green fruit melted into medicinal liquid, the Fusion seemed to have a problem; it wasn't uniform enough, but there wasn't enough time, which is why there was one Low Grade Medicinal Pill, and only seven pills were formed, not ten."
"If this step is done better next time, it should improve."
Ye Chen summarized his previous mistakes.
But looking at the harvest, Ye Chen was indeed in a very good mood.
Twenty Low Grade Gathering Qi Pills could be bought for one Spirit Stone.
For Medium Grade, one Spirit Stone could only buy fifteen.
As for High Grade Gathering Qi Pills, one Spirit Stone could only buy ten.
The grade of a Medicinal Pill is related to its efficacy, potency, Impurities, and various other factors.
The higher the grade of the Medicinal Pill, the better its efficacy, the purer its potency, and the fewer its Impurities.
However, this was only relatively speaking.
The difference in efficacy was only about one or two tenths.
Therefore, only affluent Cultivators would choose better High Grade or Medium Grade Medicinal Pills.
But ordinary Cultivators had no choice.
If a Medicinal Pill bought with one Spirit Stone could last twenty days, they wouldn't buy one that only lasted fifteen or ten days.
As for Pill toxins, Impurities, and such, those were even less of their concern.
It was like the wage earners in Ye Chen's previous life, who would stop ordering takeout just because hot food in plastic containers might release plastics and toxins?
Poverty is far more terrifying than Pill toxins... Looking at the results.
Ye Chen put the Medium Grade Medicinal Pills into a new bottle and kept them close to his body.
As for the High Grade Medicinal Pills, he directly threw them into his mouth and consumed them.
Ye Chen certainly couldn't hand these Medicinal Pills over to the shop.
The Steward clearly wanted to trick him.
He'd be a fool to do that.
So, the High Grade Medicinal Pills were naturally kept for his own Cultivation.
Living in the Cultivation World,
Although Spirit Stones were very important,
Cultivation was the fundamental thing.
The Cultivation World was not like Earth.
Most places were without order.
On Earth, if you had money, you could hire bodyguards and live in high-end communities with good security to protect yourself.
But in the Cultivation World,
If you didn't have strength yourself, would you hire bodyguards with money?
The only possibility was to be robbed by the bodyguards themselves.
Outside, there were robbers everywhere, or rather, everyone was a potential robber.
You couldn't guarantee that a seemingly kind Cultivator wouldn't draw their Magical Artifact on you in the wilderness.
Only places like markets, trade fairs, and Immortal Cities, because they were suppressed and managed by major powers, could be considered somewhat safe.
However, they were only relatively safe.
Therefore, Cultivation was the top priority.
Ye Chen immediately sat cross-legged and began to Cultivate.
After Ye Chen's Transmigration, he had also Cultivated by consuming the Medicinal Pills refined by his predecessor.
To be honest, they were truly trash.
Compared to the High Grade Medicinal Pills he refined now, they were even worse than trash.
The High Grade Medicinal Pill was smooth upon entry, its potency pure and gentle, causing no discomfort to the Meridians.
This was truly an enjoyment.
Ye Chen quickly immersed himself in Cultivation.
When he opened his eyes again, three hours had already passed.
Ye Chen slowly ended his Cultivation, feeling great.
He felt that if he continued to Cultivate with High Grade Medicinal Pills every day,
He might Breakthrough to the Middle Stage of Qi Refining in less than three months.
This was definitely good news.
Cultivation was not a matter of the longer, the better.
The Meridians had a bearing capacity.
Normally, two hours of Cultivation per day was enough; otherwise, the Meridians would not be able to bear it, and forced Cultivation could even lead to irreversible damage to the Meridians.
That's why Cultivators had to use Medicinal Pills to Cultivate.
Using Medicinal Pills could not only accelerate the speed of Cultivation.
The potency of the Medicinal Pills could also protect the Meridians, making the Cultivator's Meridians more durable, allowing them to Cultivate for a bit longer.
However, even if the time available for Cultivation each day wasn't long,
Most Cultivators still found their time insufficient.
Besides Cultivation itself, they also had to learn some offensive Spells, right?
Otherwise, having Cultivation but not knowing how to fight was useless.
At the same time, if one knew the Cultivation Six Arts, such as Alchemy or Artifact Refining, they also had to constantly learn and improve their skills.
And then they had to work to earn money.
Otherwise, where would the money come from to eat, buy Medicinal Pills, and Magical Artifacts?
One could only say that.
Most low-level Cultivators were also like beasts of burden!