275: Chapter 228_2 275: Chapter 228_2 Jiang Tang listened to Lin Dandan and others and understood a bit more, not everyone had pets like him, or had two pets.
Raising pets required feeding them, and not everyone had a space like his.
Jiang Tang collected the storage bag and threw the contents into the Hell Palace.
He sensed the Hell Palace with his divine sense and his feeling was not wrong, throwing so much dross into the First Palace immediately attracted a large number of demonic beasts scrambling for the food.
Jiang Tang knew that the Demon Golden Core Elder was still inside, along with his nemesis Huang Chen, and felt that raising more powerful demonic beasts would definitely enable him to control those two.
The Golden Core Elder, huddled inside a protective light circle deep under the Hell Palace, had long realized that he no longer had control over the Hell Palace, which left him both angry and disheartened.
His years of scheming had simply been a waste, benefiting someone else.
Huang Chen didn’t dare to leave his magical treasure, where he was somewhat safer than his master, protected by the magical treasure.
He was well aware of the changes in the Hell Palace and knew that his enemy was controlling it.
The fact that his enemy was more powerful than him made him sick to his stomach, but he had already promised his family to survive by any means necessary, so he could one day grow strong and take his revenge.
Huang Chen only knew that his enemy had grown stronger, but he was unaware that even his own family was buying the enemy’s pills to become stronger.
Jiang Tang only observed the inside of the Hell Palace for a moment.
It was daytime now when the demonic beasts were active, ever since the Golden Core Elder and another enemy stopped wreaking havoc inside.
The Hell Palace was calm, and the Artifact Spirit of the Hell Palace, following his instruction, did not attack the creatures inside.
The ghost cultivators inside felt that the Golden Core Elder could no longer control them and were even more vigilant, guarding against any retaliation from the Artifact Spirit.
Jiang Tang then observed his two spiritual pets working in the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space; they were very cooperative in helping him when he was making pills with his avatar.
Jiang Tang felt a sense of satisfaction.
No wonder pill production was so fast.
With the help of two spiritual pets, their work was greatly enhanced.
“Jiang Tang, didn’t you say you would give them some guidance on alchemy?”
Lin Dandan wanted Jiang Tang to show off in front of the family members and knock the arrogance out of those alchemists who often waste so much Spirit Grass without daring to improve their alchemy skills.
Without self-reflection, they were still very arrogant within the family because they were the few alchemists in the family, responsible for all the pill production, which gave them a high status within the family.
They were even more arrogant than other branches, acting as if the family couldn’t cultivate without them.
The family had considered hiring alchemists from outside, but there were safety concerns.
They feared spies might tamper with the pills, which could endanger the entire family.
As one of the Ten Great Clans, many first-rate families wanted to make their way in, and of course, they would resort to every possible method, both overt and covert, to do so.
Jiang Tang nodded to Lin Dandan.
With his powerful divine sense, he could match nine people on his own.
With a wave of his hand, he channeled a stream of spiritual energy into nine alchemy furnaces.
The nine pill furnaces were no longer under the control of the alchemists who were currently using them.
They were pushed aside by a powerful current of air.
“Who?”
The nine alchemists who regained their senses glared at the person disrupting their work.
They had already sensed a strange qi.
If they hadn’t been in the midst of alchemy, they would have certainly thrown these people out.
Seeing one of them was Lin Dandan, one of the elder’s daughters of the family, they were only alchemists and were not as elevated as Lin Dandan.
They wanted to get angry but had to hold it in.
“Don’t speak; I’ve brought you a master.
Pay attention to how the master does alchemy, learn from it, and improve your alchemy skills.
Producing so much waste when making pills is such a waste of resources,” said Lin Dandan.
Lin Dandan’s words made the nine alchemists somewhat resentful, being scolded by the young lady in front of so many women.
Such strangers were to be considered masters.
The once proud alchemists could not believe that there was someone better than them in alchemy unless it was someone from the Medicine Sect.
These men were self-aware.
They might be arrogant within the family, but they knew they could not compare to the inheritance of the Medicine Sect.
They were like frogs in a well, arrogant within the parameter of their own understanding, yet submissive in front of outsiders.
Why else would their entire family be so powerful that among so many, only a few had the talent for alchemy?
More people simply can’t learn, no matter how hard they try, perhaps inheriting that sort, tall and burly, unsuited for such delicate work.
However, crafting artifacts is different, not as difficult as alchemy.
The nine alchemists looked unconvinced at one of the men, a stranger whose cultivation was higher than theirs; it was this man who had pushed them aside just now.
Observing him had left them with expressions of surprise, one person controlling nine alchemy furnaces, yet ensuring the pills inside successfully formed.
The nine alchemists went from surprise to joy and admiration.
Truth be told, for them to each control a single alchemy furnace, they had to be extremely cautious—a moment’s distraction could ruin a batch of pills.
Jiang Tang’s face remained calm; with his tremendously powerful spiritual power, it was not just nine furnaces of pills he could handle, but even ninety if they were in front of him.
Yet without such heaven-defying operations, these alchemy furnaces, though also quite good, couldn’t compare to his Treasured Furnace.
Even with him assisting, a single batch of pills could only yield three high-level pills.
There were other reasons too; the flames used in the alchemy furnaces weren’t as good as his Xuanming Spiritual Fire.
Even he could not produce supreme elixirs in these alchemy furnaces.
To refine supreme elixirs, his own Treasured Furnace was needed, along with the cooperation of Xuanming Spiritual Fire; that was why even if his avatar were to do it, he wouldn’t bother collecting more alchemy furnaces, as more effort wouldn’t yield results.
It would only waste good materials and potentially ruin her reputation.
“Bang bang”
After the nine alchemy furnaces had produced pills, Jiang Tang waved his hand, opening them, and the pills flew out.
The nine alchemists went to catch the pills from their respective furnaces.
Seeing the pills fly out, they laughed with joy.
“Hahaha, high-level pills, I can finally see high-level pills in my own alchemy furnace.”
Lin Dandan covered her face with her hand; these people were truly a disgrace to their family.
In the presence of a senior alchemist, they were so delighted with high-level pills—too incompetent.
Hua Xian’er didn’t ridicule these alchemists; Jiang Tang could refine supreme elixirs and had taught their brother and sister the technique, yet they hadn’t been able to refine supreme elixirs either.
High-level pills were their limit.
Among those present during the nine alchemists’ raucous laughter, apart from Lin Dandan, who found them ridiculous, no one had any different expression.
Every member of a family would attempt to learn other skills, yet not everyone had the aptitude to master them.
Even if these alchemists were weak, these were still their skills.
After their wild joy, the nine alchemists bowed to Lin Dandan and then gave Jiang Tang a formal greeting.
“Esteemed fellow daoist, please give us some guidance on the skill of alchemy; we really want to learn well.”
Jiang Tang noticed the attire of these nine alchemists was similar to that of the other men of the Lin family.
Here, in their alchemy practice, they might neglect sleep and meals, their faces and hair tinged with the scent of being scorched.
Disheveled, likely due to the messy state left behind when a refined pill exploded in the alchemy furnace.
He had a liking for such diligent and eager learners.
Jiang Tang was self-taught from a secret manual; he too had exploded his furnace during his learning process, for in his space with such abundant spiritual energy, outsiders did not know how he trained.
He was refining for the entirety of the space’s herbs, perhaps with even more resources than these people.
Besides, he felt no pressure; unlike them, he didn’t refine under the stress of production for his family, wasting too much would lead to pressure, and others’ sarcastic remarks could affect one’s mood.
“You have already done very well.
Next, I will demonstrate for you by refining a batch of pills, but I will use my own pill furnace and flames as I am more accustomed to them.”
“Many thanks, esteemed fellow daoist, thank you so much!
We will definitely learn with diligence.”
These nine alchemists had already started to deeply admire this young alchemist from the bottom of their hearts.