A harmonious breakfast.

Uncle Yun clearly had a good relationship with the group of alchemists.

Not only was Uncle Yun talented, but his emotional intelligence was also extremely high, getting along harmoniously with everyone.

After finishing breakfast, a few alchemists waved their hands and invited everyone to join in pill making.

Although Recovery Pills and Blood Replenishing Pills were cheap, they still needed to be refined one by one.

"It's good that you're not constantly immersed in this. The Thousand-Autumn Grand Gathering is just days away, end things with the pill formula here and don't keep thinking about it, lest it affects your participation then."

"Uncle, rest assured, the pill formula doesn't affect me.

This little booklet holds some of my insights from last night. Please take a look and see if it can offer any benefits to the Yun Family's Alchemy Dao."

As he spoke, Shen Han handed the booklet to his uncle.

The booklet wasn't thick, and the paper was quite ordinary—just standard writing paper.

Uncle Yun took the booklet, and the four characters on the cover were bold and powerful.

"Heluo Pill Formula..."

Uncle Yun unconsciously read it aloud and continued to flip through it.

The handwriting on the booklet was elegant, looking very clear and pleasing.

Without reading the content, Uncle Yun's first impression was that Shen Han was very diligent in his work.

Spending a night in the Pill Room, this kid was genuinely contemplating deeply.

Regardless of whether his understanding was right or wrong, with such a serious attitude, how could he not succeed?

Gathering his thoughts, Uncle Yun began to look at the content in detail.

In the Alchemy Dao, sometimes a spark of insight can solve millennia-old puzzles.

Though Shen Han was an outsider, Uncle Yun gave him full respect and began to study earnestly.

But after just a few sentences, Uncle Yun seemed transported into a wondrous space.

His hands moved as described in the booklet, beginning to make medicine out of thin air.

Herb proportions, control of heat, extracting the liquid, forming the pill...

In the Pill Room, Uncle Yun seemed entranced by the booklet, pacing back and forth, his hands moving, eyes fixed on the pages.

Watching Han gently pinch his leg, Shen Han quickly had her sit by the side.

Uncle would likely take a long time to read.

7:00 AM passed, 8:00 AM passed, and Noon arrived.

It was the Yun family servant who reminded them that there was a lunch appointment with a guest that needed Uncle Yun's company.

This reminder brought Uncle Yun back from his trance.

He looked around, then at the booklet in his hand.

Uncle Yun couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart.

"Han, did you write this booklet?"

"If there are any errors, please correct them, Uncle."

Shen Han naturally knew that the booklet was without error, but to hide his mystical ability, added this sentence.

Hearing this, Uncle Yun showed a wry smile.

"I've studied pill-making for over forty years; the formulas on the walls are as familiar as my palm.

Every bit of handwriting is etched in my heart...

But I didn't expect that after more than thirty years of pondering, your thoughts from one night surpass mine so greatly..."

There was some lamentation on Uncle Yun's face, but more excitement afterwards.

"Having pondered a bit earlier, Han, what you've written should conform to the principles of the Alchemy Dao.

But whether it's truly effective still needs to be verified."

As Uncle Yun spoke, he was ready to practice alchemy.

The servant beside saw this and quickly reminded again, "Young Master, there's still a guest..."

Showing a bit of difficulty on his face, as a servant following Uncle Yun, he knew today's guest was significant.

"Convey my apologies to Boss Sha, there's truly something urgent today... Please appease him..."

Without hesitation, Uncle Yun immediately entered a private Pill Room.

It was the place Uncle Yun refined medicine carefully, usually not allowing others to enter.

But today was different, cheerfully pulling Shen Han and his companion into the Pill Room.

Various instruments were arrayed around, making the Pill Room quite hot, not very comfortable.

Wasting no time, Uncle Yun began preparing the herbs.

Following Shen Han's booklet, quantifying proportions without any deviation.

Focused on ignition, for an alchemist, mastery over heat control is vital.

With a low flame, Uncle Yun began adding herbs.

His hands were like scales, every pinch weighing the same.

Watching on the side, Shen Han couldn't help but marvel.

This technique, trained for how many years?

Once the herbs were added, juices were soon extracted.

The initially light color slowly deepened.

The extracted liquid resembled earth in color.

Uncle Yun furrowed his brows, now was the crucial moment, not a time to relax.

The flame increased, condensing into a pill.

By this time, the aroma of medicine was overwhelmingly fragrant.

After about a quarter of an hour, Uncle Yun exhaled deeply, and a gray-black pill appeared in the vessel.

"It's… it's completed, the Heart-Protecting Pill is complete..."

Looking at the pill, Uncle Yun felt it almost surreal.

Following Shen Han's formula, the potion unable to be refined for decades was suddenly accomplished...

Suppressing his excitement, Uncle Yun sat before the vessel again.

This "Heluo Pill Formula" still had many pill recipes, each one higher in grade.

Preparing herbs, refining.

Barrier-Breaking Pill, completed.

Small Rejuvenation Pill, completed.

True Essence Pill, completed.

Lantian Jade Refining Pill, still completed...

Seeing each pill before him, Uncle Yun rubbed his face, then turned to look at Shen Han.

Returning to his senses, he pinched his own face.

This situation left both Shen Han and Cailing bewildered...

"Han, did you really write this booklet yourself?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Yun slapped himself.

"What a foolish question, if it wasn't written by you, who would willingly give such a treasure to the Yun Family..."

To Uncle Yun, this booklet could be worth tens of thousands, even a million gold possibly!

Many pill formulas simply record herbs and methods.

Details on herb proportions and refining temperatures often go unrecorded.

Techniques for high-grade pill refining are monopolized by major refining families.

The Yun Family, already a notable force, could only refine low to at most middle-grade pills.

High-grade pills, perhaps only a few, with flawed methods and poor success rates.

But today, everything will change.

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