Chapter 2053 — Too Simple!
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"Mm-hm, mm-hm! Jingjing's family says Jingjing's a genius too, but it depends who you compare her to. Next to Wei Zhao-gege, Jingjing's no genius at all!" Han Jingyi said. "So I've made up my mind—from now on I'm going to stick close to Wei Zhao-gege. That way Jingjing will be influenced by Wei Zhao-gege and turn into a genius too!"
"Jingjing, why don't you try condensing a Yellow-rank second-grade alchemical flame and see whether you can handle it with ease?" Wei Zhao said.
"Yellow-rank second-grade? Jingjing hasn't studied that yet. Before, Jingjing's level was only enough to condense a Yellow-rank first-grade alchemical flame, and I never worked out or revised the condensing formula for Yellow-rank second-grade, so it might not work..." Han Jingyi said, a little worried.
"Give it a try," Wei Zhao said.
"Mm, then Jingjing will give it a try!" Han Jingyi nodded. She found the condensing formula and control method for the Yellow-rank second-grade alchemical flame on her tablet, silently recited them a few times until she had them memorized, then stretched out her hand and began to try...
One minute, two minutes, three minutes... five minutes... ten minutes. Just as Wei Zhao was about to give up, an alchemical flame appeared in Han Jingyi's hand—a Yellow-rank second-grade alchemical flame!
At a glance, Wei Zhao could tell that the flame in Han Jingyi's hand was a Yellow-rank second-grade alchemical flame!
Because Wei Zhao could condense one as well. Following the method for condensing alchemical flames left behind by Zhang Lifeng, Wei Zhao could even condense a Mystic-rank first-grade flame—but it was of no use whatsoever. Condensing it was possible; controlling it was not.
Whether Wei Zhao tried to change the temperature or the intensity of the fire, the flame would simply snuff out. So if you wanted to talk about genius, Wei Zhao really was rather gifted—but if the flame wouldn't hold, it was all for nothing.
"Can you change the intensity and the temperature?" Wei Zhao asked.
"Jingjing will try!" Han Jingyi said, and began to alter the intensity of the flame in her hand, from small to large, then from large to small!
The temperature too—from low to high, then from high to low...
Wei Zhao looked at Han Jingyi before him and was overcome with feeling. He truly wanted to pull her into his arms and kiss her. What kind of genius was this, that she could even manage this?
"Good, very good. Keep going, let's see how long you can hold out!" Wei Zhao could not help but praise her.
Han Jingyi nodded, but after only about half an hour, her complexion visibly began to deteriorate, and the beads of sweat on her forehead grew more and more numerous!
"Wei Zhao-gege, is this enough? Jingjing can't hold on much longer..." Han Jingyi finally reached her limit. It seemed that condensing an alchemical flame truly was an extremely draining affair!
Especially when changing the flame's temperature and intensity—that drained even more energy. Although Han Jingyi was already an expert at the peak of the late Mystic rank, even this short while had left her utterly exhausted and drenched in sweat!
"All right, stop now!" Seeing how worn out Han Jingyi looked, Wei Zhao sighed inwardly.
Genius though she was, Han Jingyi could not make up for what she lacked in rank. No wonder Bingtang had once said that alchemists were so scarce, and that even an alchemist with Yellow-rank third-grade strength might not be able to refine a Yellow-rank third-grade pill!
Even if you could condense and control a Yellow-rank third-grade alchemical flame, without the stamina to sustain it, you still could not refine pills!