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Reborn Into a Doomed Villain Clan, I Realized Too Late My System Was in English (Web Novel) - Chapter 528 Refining Grade 4 Pill!
Chapter 528 Refining Grade 4 Pill!
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While the set of ingredients present here was meant for Grade-3 pills, that only applied to the formulas known within the Desolate Heaven Empire and the Mu Clan.But from the knowledge Bai Zihan had acquired, there was one particular recipe.
A recipe to refine a Grade-4 pill...
Using only these Grade-3 ingredients.
Of course, it would only result in a low-tier Grade-4 pill.
But even so, that was still far beyond any Grade-3 pill.
So in his eyes-
Even if Mu Linyue refined the absolute peak of Grade-3, it would still be meaningless before his.
***
Gradually, the attention in the hall shifted.
Not toward Mu Linyue, but toward Bai Zihan.
After all, there was nothing to watch on her side.
Everyone already knew her level.
Knew her skill.
Knew that she would succeed.
There was no suspense.
But Bai Zihan?
That was different.
Some watched with curiosity.
Others watched with thinly veiled ridicule.
What gives him such confidence to challenge the genius of the Mu Clan?
What exactly is he trying to refine? Or is he just going to embarrass himself?
His ingredient selection alone had already raised doubts.
So now, they could only watch.
At the very least, they wanted to see one thing.
Can he even begin?
Can he even operate the furnace properly?
If he failed at the very start, then this so-called "competition" would already be
over.
***
Bai Zihan stood before the furnace.
Then he moved.
His hand pressed lightly against the furnace.
Qi flowed.
The formation beneath the furnace lit up.
Flames rose.
Not violently.
Not chaotically.
But smoothly.
Perfectly regulated.
A few disciples blinked, surprised by his Qi control.
This was the step that young Bai Zihan couldn't do very well.
One reason was the Dao Bone of Bai Xinyue, and another was that he himself didn't have much talent to begin with.
So, his Qi control was chaotic but now, it was perfectly controlled.
Though others only thought that because Bai Zihan's cultivation had increased
significantly, it was inevitable that his control over Qi had improved.
But having Qi control wasn't enough to qualify one as alchemist.
Bai Zihan continued.
He began preparing the ingredients.
Crushing,
Separating.
Refining impurities.
There was no rush.
No panic.
No mistakes.
Time passed.
And slowly, the whispers changed.
"He's doing fine?"
"For now... Well, this part is basic. Anyone can do this."
"Even trainees can manage this much. That doesn't mean anything yet."
...
Still, their tone had changed.
From ridicule to reluctant acknowledgment.
Because the truth was, what Bai Zihan was doing right now was flawless.
***
Mu Yuelan also noticed.
Previously, Bai Zihan couldn't even identify ingredients or know what made
them valuable.
Just like a person who didn't know how to cook and threw everything into a
pot, Bai Zihan had been like that.
But now-
He was different.
Bai Zihan's movements remained steady.
He reached for a stalk of Cloud Mist Grass.
But instead of using it whole, his fingers gently brushed along its length.
Then, with a precise motion, he stripped away the outer fibers.
Leaving behind only the soft inner strands, the most refined essence.
Bai Zihan moved again.
His hand hovered over the Three-Yin Flower.
A notoriously delicate ingredient.
Even the slightest mishandling could damage its medicinal properties.
But Bai Zihan did not rush.
His fingers descended slowly and carefully.
He didn't pluck the flower whole.
Instead, he separated the petals one by one.
One petal.
Then another.
Perfectly intact.
No tearing.
No loss.
Bai Zihan continued.
Grinding certain herbs-
But not completely. Leaving just enough structure.
Crushing others until they were nearly dust.
Extracting essence where needed.
Discarding impurities without hesitation.
Every action had purpose.
Every step was exact.
(Hmm...)
Mu Yuelan's brows furrowed ever so slightly.
From this alone, she could be certain that Bai Zihan was familiar with each
ingredient.
It wasn't impressive.
As it was the basics of becoming an alchemist.
But when it came to Bai Zihan, compared to his previous attempts, it was a
hundred times better.
Mu Yuelan's gaze lingered on Bai Zihan for a moment longer.
Then, she slowly exhaled.
(The basics... are solid.)
That alone was enough to surprise her.
But that was only the beginning.
Because what came next was the true threshold to determine whether one was
a good alchemist or not.
***
The flames beneath the furnace steadied.
The air grew heavier.
A faint medicinal fragrance began to spread.
And at that moment, everyone's focus sharpened.
This was it.
The real test.
Before this, it was just something that even trainees could do almost flawlessly.
Now, it was time for refinement.
One mistake, and everything would collapse.
Some disciples leaned forward slightly.
Others narrowed their eyes.
They waited.
Almost eagerly. Waiting to see Bai Zihan fail.
Waiting to see him expose himself.
But Bai Zihan's expression remained calm. His hands moved steadily.
A strand of refined Cloud Mist Grass essence entered the furnace.
Then-
Another ingredient followed.
His control over the fire was perfect.
The flames responded accordingly. Neither too fierce nor too weak.
Every fluctuation was subtle.
A disciple's eyes widened slightly. "His flame control..."
"...that level of stability..."
They were surprised to find that Bai Zihan's control over flame was also good-
almost comparable to high-grade alchemists.
Of course, they couldn't be certain, since the flame he was using was still basic
fire.
Inside the furnace, the ingredients began to react.
A process that was normally chaotic-
Yet under Bai Zihan's control...
It appeared orderly.
Minutes passed.
And still, the furnace had yet to explode.
The whisper had long since died down.
In their place- Silence!
Because by now, everyone could see it clearly.
No matter how unwilling they were to admit it-
Bai Zihan knew what he was doing.
"He actually has the basics down."
"...More than basics."
"He can already be considered a beginner alchemist."
A few disciples exchanged glances.
Their expressions complicated.
Earlier ridicule had completely disappeared.
Replaced by surprise. Reluctant acknowledgment.
Of course, there were still doubts.
"He's doing well, but his ingredient combination still doesn't match any known
Grade-3 formula."
"That's right!"
"No matter how good his control is... without a proper recipe, it's useless."
The conclusion spread quietly.
Bai Zihan had skill.
That much was undeniable now.
But, Alchemy was not just about control.
It was about knowledge. Recipes.
Precision in composition.
Without that-
Everything else meant nothing.
Mu Linyue's gaze flickered slightly as she watched.
Her expression no longer held mockery.
Only focus.
(His control... improved this much?)
For a brief moment, she felt something unexpected.
A trace of seriousness.
But then, her eyes shifted toward the ingredients he had used.
Toward the structure forming within the furnace.
And that trace vanished.
(Still wrong.)
Her lips curved faintly.
(There's no such Grade-3 pill.)
No matter how she analyzed it, there was no known outcome for what he was
doing.
Which meant only one thing.
He didn't know the correct formula.
And without that-
Failure was inevitable.
She turned her attention back to her own furnace.
Completely composed once more.
Meanwhile, Bai Zihan stood unmoving.
His focus entirely within the furnace.
The outside world didn't exist.
The whispers. The gazes.
The doubt.
None of it mattered.
Because he knew exactly what he was doing.
