"Jiang Chen, it's not just that you saved my wife and me; as your teacher, I have the duty to help you refine Elixirs. However... you really want to refine the Spirit-Infusing Pill? This elixir is one of the rather difficult ones among fourth-grade elixirs, and I am not very confident either."

Sang Zhenye hesitated for a moment, then softly said, "Moreover, its function is only to refine Spiritual Power. Unless it's a force that possesses Combat Skills, few Pill Masters would refine this thing. Thus, I don't have much experience to share with you, and... do you have enough Primordial Spirit Strength?"

"Primordial Spirit Strength?"

Jiang Chen was puzzled for a moment, then smiled lightly: "I'll give it a try. Could you please help me gather the Spirit Grass needed for refining? I'll go prepare something."

"I have Spirit Grass here. What do you need to prepare?"

Sang Zhenye looked at Jiang Chen with confusion.

"Firewood, since we don't have coal or natural gas here."

Jiang Chen naturally replied, glanced around, and then turned and leaped down the mountain.

"Firewood?!"

Sang Zhenye was stunned for a moment, looking questioningly at Hu Yiqiu and the others: "What does he need firewood for?"

Hu Yiqiu and Jian Cangqiong exchanged a glance, both showing a hint of disbelief in their eyes. They had a guess in their hearts but didn't dare to voice it, mainly because the guess was... too outrageous!

"Coal? Natural gas? What are those?"

Ouyang Ruoxue asked with a puzzled expression.

The crowd exchanged glances and shook their heads.

"It should be something from young Jiang's hometown."

Hu Yiqiu murmured softly, turning to look at the mountainside, pondering to himself.

No way? This kid... couldn't possibly be refining that way, could he? That's impossible, right? This is a fourth-grade elixir!

"He's back!"

After a while, Jian Cangqiong spoke softly, and everyone looked up towards the mountainside.

A huge pile of wood flew up from the mountainside, with two legs beneath it, flying towards the mountain peak.

"What... what is this kid doing?"

Sang Zhenye was dumbfounded as he watched the nearly ten meters high and twenty meters wide pile of wood quickly approaching, a look of astonishment in his eyes.

Hu Yiqiu and Jian Cangqiong exchanged another glance, their expressions complex, then they both spoke simultaneously in a tone they themselves couldn't believe: "Refining elixirs."

"Refining elixirs? What does refining elixirs have to do with firewood?"

Sang Zhenye asked, utterly confused.

Swish!

A dark shadow flashed, and the large pile of firewood flew to the mountain peak.

Rustle!

Jiang Chen tossed the wood on the ground, brushed the dust off his body, and looked up at Sang Zhenye: "Teacher, it's ready, this firewood should be enough. Please bring out the Spirit Grass."

"Ah? Oh!"

Sang Zhenye stood there dumbfounded, took out a pile of Spirit Grass from the Space Ring, and placed it on the stone table.

Jiang Chen glanced at the Spirit Grass, nodding slightly.

It was evident that these Spirit Grasses were meticulously selected by Sang Zhenye, each one of a significant age.

Turning to the alchemy cauldron, Jiang Chen lightly furrowed his brow, circled the cauldron, and looked at Sang Zhenye with some difficulty: "Teacher, do you have a Pill Furnace? This cauldron... is too thick, how much firewood will it take to heat it through?"

"Ah? Heat through?"

Sang Zhenye was dumbfounded, unable to say anything for a moment.

Hu Yiqiu chuckled and shook his head, stepped to the front of the cauldron, bent down, and touched the lower part of the front of the cauldron with his hand.

Click!

A crisp sound echoed as the lower front part of the cauldron revealed a dark hole.

"Feed the fire from here."

Hu Yiqiu turned to Jiang Chen, pointing to the hole.

Jiang Chen was slightly stunned, stepped forward to examine the hole, and reached inside. It was hollow, and the end part was just at the center of the cauldron's interior.

"This will work! Although it's still thicker than the Pill Furnace, it's not much thicker!"

Jiang Chen nodded lightly.

Swoosh!

A solemn Sword Intent floated out, Jiang Chen raised his right index finger, a wisp of scorching Sword Energy emerging from his fingertip.

"What's this kid going to do?"

Sang Zhenye maintained his utterly perplexed expression.

"It looks like he's going to split the wood."

Hu Yiqiu said with a strange expression.

"Split wood? What's splitting wood for? Isn't he using that wood to rebuild his wooden house?"

Sang Zhenye looked at Hu Yiqiu with confusion and then glanced at the pit where Jiang Chen's wooden house was originally located.

"He's splitting wood... for refining elixirs!"

Jian Cangqiong said powerlessly.

At this point, he had no hope that Jiang Chen would successfully refine the Spirit-Infusing Pill.

Using Mortal Fire to refine elixirs was already an unbelievable task, let alone refining a fourth-grade elixir like the Spirit-Infusing Pill, which few people attempted. This was no joke.

Even Sang Zhenye, a legitimate fourth-grade Pill Master, wouldn't dare to say he could succeed on his first try, yet Jiang Chen wanted to use Mortal Fire for refining, this...

He even doubted Jiang Chen's statement about using Mortal Fire to refine the Enlightenment Pill.

"What does splitting wood have to do with refining elixirs?"

Sang Zhenye hadn't realized it yet.

Off to the side, Wu Xianxia's expression changed, suddenly remembering what people were discussing when she and her husband arrived, and couldn't help but cry out: "He's going to use Mortal Fire to refine the Spirit-Infusing Pill?!"

"What!? This, isn't this nonsense?"

Sang Zhenye reacted violently to the words, turning pale and shouting.

Swish, swish, swish!

While the others were whispering, several solemn Sword Intents appeared.

Jiang Chen flicked his fingers, and the Sword Energy at his fingertip flew into the air, instantly transforming into countless Sword Energies, which rapidly hacked towards the wood on the ground.

In an instant, the Sword Energy raged over the firewood, emitting waves of heat.

Rustle!

A breath later, the Sword Energy vanished, and all the wood separated, becoming wooden strips a foot long and three fingers wide, each identical in size.

"Such a brilliant control of power!"

Hu Yiqiu and the others were amazed as they looked at the identical wooden strips on the ground.

Yun Tao and Ouyang Ruoxue's eyes lit up, staring intently at the wooden strips on the ground, a burning look in their eyes.

In a breath's time, Jiang Chen had created thousands of identical wooden strips. They were far from capable of such control!

"Using the Great Dao fusion to split wood... this..."

Jian Cangqiong's mouth twitched, unsure of what to say.

"Using Sword Dao to split wood and using the Fire Path to dry the moisture from the wood, is he really going to use Mortal Fire to refine elixirs?!"

Sang Zhenye was full of disbelief.

"Yes!"

Jiang Chen turned to everyone, nodded lightly: "Although I saw Spiritual Fire in that God Concealing Pill's elixir recipe, I don't know how to control Spiritual Fire, so I can only use Mortal Fire for refining!"

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