Chapter 2056 — The Cauldron Exploded
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What made it even harder to bear was that Wei Zhao not only lacked a master's guidance—he had no rare herbs or treasures to consume, either. The only pill he had ever swallowed was probably that Qi Gathering Pill. Compared with the sons of great families and the disciples of ancient sects, who had been fed heavenly herbs and earthly treasures since childhood, the difference was like heaven and earth.
Yet what Wei Zhao did have was a stubborn, hardworking heart. He had never once conceded defeat, and step by step he had made his way to where he stood now, straining every nerve to close and conceal the gap between himself and the sons of great families and the disciples of ancient sects.
Feng Xiaoxiao had reached the Yellow Rank in a month or so, and Zhang Naipao had reached the peak of the late Mystic Rank in a few months. Wei Zhao could only envy them.
Fortunately, he had discovered the heaven-defying artifact that was the jade pendant's space, and with it Wei Zhao left his rivals far behind! Of course, in truth the jade pendant's space only made up for a shortage of heaven-and-earth spiritual energy. Had spiritual energy been plentiful, the "Driving the Dragon" formula of the Xuanyuan lineage, that single mental cultivation method, would have been enough on its own for Wei Zhao to look down upon the whole world of cultivation.
Of course, Wei Zhao had never complained about any of this. A lone cultivator could hardly compare with sect disciples and sons of great families; to have achieved what he had was already quite good.
"I wouldn't call it impressive—it's just that my medical skills are good," Wei Zhao said mildly. "By the way, what on earth were you doing before? How did you set off such a huge bang? I heard it all the way from the villa next door."
"That... well, actually, the pill cauldron we bought together exploded..." Han Jingyi's face fell at the mention of it. "Jingjing was trying to refine an ordinary Yellow Rank, first-grade pill—a Qi Recovery Pill. But who'd have thought that when she refined it according to the formula, not only did the pill fail to form, the cauldron blew up..."
"Blew up?" Wei Zhao was startled. "That cauldron was copper—it should have been good quality. How could it suddenly explode?"
"Jingjing doesn't know, either. She had already converted the condensation techniques in the formula into temperature and time curves—all she had to do was control the pill fire's temperature and intensity according to those curves and times. Jingjing's calculations were very precise; in theory it should have succeeded. And yet the cauldron exploded..."
"Could it be that this cauldron can't be used for pill refinement?" Wei Zhao frowned. But in theory, a copper cauldron should be very sturdy...
"Can't be used for pill refinement? Does it have to be a specially made cauldron?" Han Jingyi looked at Wei Zhao, puzzled as well.
"Let me ask someone..." Wei Zhao took out his phone. He had meant to call Boss Bai directly, but the thought that he had not a single achievement to his name in pill refinement rather discouraged him. If Boss Bai started asking questions, Wei Zhao could hardly conceal the truth—yet if he told the truth, how was he supposed to explain the cauldron exploding?
For the time being, Wei Zhao did not want anyone to know about Han Jingyi's affairs. She was a trump card in his hand, and he had no intention of letting some faction or other set its sights on her. After all, Han Jingyi's pill-refining skills were highly sought after even among the ancient sects today.
So after hesitating a moment, Wei Zhao called Bai Weituo instead. In theory, Bai Weituo, as Boss Bai's grandson, might not know how to refine pills, but he ought to know a fair amount about pill-refining lore—after all, Bai Weituo had said himself that he had learned a great deal from Boss Bai.