Chapter 4840 — Please Take Me as Your Disciple
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Besides, even a seventh-grade alchemist could never refine ten Great Restoration Pills in a single day—never!
"Who gave me the nerve? You'll find out in a day." Wei Zhao looked at him with a faint, ambiguous smile. "What are you dawdling for? Hurry up and bring out all the ingredients. Prepare me an alchemy chamber—we'll know the answer in a day."
"Fine, you said it yourself!" Qing Xuanzi immediately sent people off to make preparations, while Steward Hao was overjoyed—the academy's partnership qualification was now as good as secured for the Hong Clan Chamber of Commerce.
Apart from the dedicated auction grounds, the Morning Star First Tower was equipped with every amenity one could want. There were not only private guest suites but also any number of special-purpose sealed rooms like alchemy chambers. Once the ingredients were ready, Wei Zhao went straight into seclusion to refine the pills.
As for the rest of the crowd, they did not disperse. After all, this was only the first day of the Morning Star Grand Auction, and a whole series of events still lay ahead—in particular, a highly anticipated solo auction to be held in a few days. So everyone present would be lingering in Morning Star City for a while.
Apart from the Morning Star Academy's disciples, most of the others were staying right here at the Morning Star First Tower. Watching this spectacle was a matter of having the best seat in the house—who would pass up a free show?
The onlookers showed no sign of dispersing. Wang Xinyan and Huang Xiaotao had wanted to rush down at once to reunite with Wei Zhao, but with so many eyes and ears about, the Divine Nun of the Eastern Sea ultimately talked them out of it. Now that they knew Wei Zhao was with the Hong Clan Chamber of Commerce, waiting a little longer did not matter; better to let him finish this trifling business first.
Amid everyone's waiting, the day flew by in a flash. Qing Xuanzi, Chai Laoshi, and the rest kept watch at the door of the alchemy chamber, awaiting the moment it opened.
"Ha, everyone's here," Wei Zhao said in greeting as he opened the door and saw the crowd.
"How did it go?" Chai Laoshi hurried forward. This concerned the very survival of the Morning Star branch, and he was even more anxious than Wei Zhao himself. He dreaded some mishap along the way—after all, failed refinements were entirely normal, and even the most extraordinary alchemist was no exception.
"Hmph, need you even ask? Just look at his empty hands!" Qing Xuanzi and Steward Hao and the others sneered.
"Empty hands? Is your eyesight really that poor, gentlemen? Find yourselves a physician when you have a moment—an illness ought to be treated." Wei Zhao smiled indifferently, then with a flick of his hand suddenly produced a box of modest size.
When it was opened, a wave of gasps rose and fell all around. As for Qing Xuanzi and the others, their eyeballs might as well have dropped to the floor—no more, no less, exactly ten seventh-grade Great Restoration Pills!
Watching the disbelief on every face, Wei Zhao smiled without a word. He had still held something back—his luck this time had been rather good, and from ten portions of ingredients he had actually refined eighteen Great Restoration Pills. To avoid causing too great a stir, he had hidden away the extra eight.
Even so, Qing Xuanzi was utterly dumbstruck. Had those ten Great Restoration Pills been prepared in advance, that would have been one thing—but these plainly still carried warmth and pill fragrance, all ten unquestionably of superior quality, and refined within a single day. This was nothing short of a miracle!
"You... is this the legendary absolute success rate?" Qing Xuanzi swallowed with difficulty, looking Wei Zhao up and down anew in disbelief.
Absolute success—a hundred percent refinement rate. This was the realm nearly every alchemist pursued, regardless of grade. It was an eternal, unchanging dream.