Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1473: Chapter 1473: One Must Not Be Without a Guarded Heart

Actually, with Fang Bai’s current cultivation level, refining Holy Grade medium Spirit Pills is simply effortless, and the pill formation rate is certainly one hundred percent.

The reason Fang Bai accepted Han Feng’er’s four sets of herbs was merely to take some alchemy compensation.

Overnight, Fang Bai used the Five Elements Origin Qi Cauldron to refine all four sets of herbs into Spirit Pills, which he placed into four jade bottles. He stored three of them in his Space Ring and the remaining one on the table in the room, waiting for Han Feng’er to pick it up the next day.

Ren Tianfu and Xiang Tian guarded the door side by side, holding their breath and staying silent to avoid disturbing Fang Bai’s alchemy process.

During this time, Ren Tianfu couldn’t resist his curiosity and released his Divine Sense, wanting to investigate Fang Bai’s alchemy situation, only to find his observation blocked by an invisible wall, rendering him unable to perceive what was happening in the room.

Ren Tianfu found this strange and pondered that it might be a unique concealment method of an Alchemist to prevent others from peeping into their alchemy techniques.

Seeing this, Ren Tianfu gave up, dutifully guarding the door with Xiang Tian to protect Fang Bai.

In the first half of the night, Fang Bai finished refining the four herb sets. The latter half was spent meditating cross-legged on a Spirit Stone Bed, recovering some spiritual energy lost in refining the Spirit Pills.

The next morning, Fang Bai sensed Han Feng’er’s aura approaching from afar, and only then did he emerge from his cultivation state, slowly closing his eyes, exhaling a breath of foul air, as a spark flashed and vanished in his eyes.

"Come in!"

As Han Feng’er reached the door, without waiting to knock, Fang Bai stepped off the Spirit Stone Bed and sat at the table where the Spirit Pill was placed.

The door opened, Han Feng’er entered first, followed by Xiang Tian, with Ren Tianfu bringing up the rear.

"Fang Bai, how is it? Did you refine the Creation Pill?"

Ren Tianfu was the first to speak, with a look of mixed anxiety and anticipation.

The eyes of Han Feng’er and Xiang Tian also fell on Fang Bai, but the next moment, Han Feng’er noticed the jade bottle on the table, her heart moved, and her eyes suddenly brightened.

"The refinement succeeded, but..."

Fang Bai paused here, showing a look of regret.

"What is it but?"

Ren Tianfu’s heart skipped a beat, his nerves tense, his first thought being that although Fang Bai had refined a Holy Grade Spirit Pill, the grade might not meet Han Feng’er’s requirements.

Such a result would be tantamount to a failure in alchemy, and Han Feng’er wouldn’t agree.

Han Feng’er’s heart was also racing wildly. Although she appeared more calm than Ren Tianfu, her eyes closely monitored the changes in Fang Bai’s facial expressions, attempting to catch any valuable insight.

However, Fang Bai’s face was as serene as a still water surface, from which she could discern nothing.

The atmosphere in the room solidified for a few breaths before Fang Bai lightly sighed and slowly said, "But with four sets of herbs, I could only refine one bottle of Holy Grade medium Creation Pill."

"Phew..."

As he spoke, Ren Tianfu, Han Feng’er, and Xiang Tian simultaneously let out a breath.

Ren Tianfu wiped the sweat from his forehead, only then realizing his legs were somewhat weak, and the clothing on his back had been soaked with sweat.

"Is that bottle on the table the Spirit Pill you refined?"

Han Feng’er pointed at the jade bottle on the table, suppressing her inner excitement and thrill, with her eyes flashing.

With this Holy Grade medium Creation Pill, her hope of advancing to Foundation Establishment high rank and becoming an Inner Court disciple of the Alchemy Cauldron Pavilion was greatly increased, a long-cherished wish of hers.

Once she became an Inner Court disciple of the Alchemy Cauldron Pavilion, the cultivation resources she could obtain would double, and she would occasionally hear higher-level Cultivation Techniques explained by the higher-ups, as well as connect with more Inner Court disciples and build a wider network, gaining more opportunities for experience. The benefits are self-evident.

"Yes."

Fang Bai nodded, holding the bottle of Creation Pill in hand, smiling at Han Feng’er, "Now, can you tell me the origin of that axe? Once you tell me, this bottle of Spirit Pill is yours!"

Han Feng’er blooming with joy, stepped forward a few paces, nearly sticking herself to Fang Bai, and chuckled softly, "Little brother, you have quite a mind! What, do you fear I’ll regret after taking your Spirit Pill?"

Fang Bai stepped back, saying, "One must always be cautious of others!"

Han Feng’er rolled her eyes, her finger tapped lightly on Fang Bai’s forehead, teasingly saying, "You think this girl is someone who breaks promises? Hmph!"

Her words carried a flirtatious banter, her voice coquettish, her gestures alluring, exuding charm from her eyebrows and eyes, truly a captivating beauty. Even Ren Tianfu beside them felt his throat dry and his body warm.

Yet Fang Bai, through his past and present lives, had seen far too many peerless beauties, and compared to them, Han Feng’er was simply not on the same level. How could Fang Bai be enchanted by her? He merely chuckled, his expression unchanged.

The more Fang Bai acted this way, the more Han Feng’er grew interested in him, thinking: This girl has outstanding aptitude and looks above average, countless men have already succumbed to this girl’s charm, yet this kid remains unmoved and doesn’t even spare her a proper glance—quite rare.

At this moment, in Han Feng’er’s eyes, Fang Bai had already become a coveted treasure.

Although Fang Bai’s cultivation level was only half-step Foundation Establishment, he was still young with vast potential, and able to refine Holy Grade medium Spirit Pills, enough to stir Han Feng’er’s interest in befriending him.

"Even if I can’t become a Martial Dao companion with this kid, being friends is still possible! In the future, if I need Spirit Pills, finding him is more reliable than the Pavilion’s Alchemists! The Pavilion’s Alchemists are too greedy!"

Han Feng’er thought to herself, her almond eyes almost sparkling as she looked at Fang Bai.

"It seems if I don’t first disclose the origin of that axe, you won’t hand over the Spirit Pill to me. Alright, I’ll tell you..."

Han Feng’er circled Fang Bai once, leaving a trail of fragrance at his nose, and then sat at the table, poured herself a cup of Spirit Fruit wine, sipping lightly before beginning, "That axe was given to me by Yang Fei, Senior Brother Yang. Yang Fei is a Core Disciple of our Alchemy Cauldron Pavilion with a Foundation Establishment perfection cultivation."

"Yang Fei?"

Ren Tianfu muttered to himself, seeming to find the name somewhat familiar.

"Is it him?"

Fang Bai slightly frowned and said to Ren Tianfu, "Steward Ren, have you forgotten? I met a middle-aged Martial Artist at Xiang Tian’s master’s stall before — he even fought me for that piece of wood..."

"I remember now!" noveldrama

Before Fang Bai finished speaking, Ren Tianfu exclaimed loudly, "Right, that middle-aged Martial Artist wore the Core Disciple attire of the Alchemy Cauldron Pavilion, claiming to be Yang Fei, a Core Disciple of the Pavilion!"

After a pause, he solemnly asked, "Miss Han, why was our Palace Master’s axe with Yang Fei? How did he acquire it?"