You are very talented.

That's not right. There's a huge problem with Mixiu's pill refinement.

Her true fire was too strong, so strong that even the alchemy furnace couldn't stand it and turned red. This kind of true fire was not alchemy at all, it was more like iron making.

However, seeing that Mei Xiu was so focused on her cultivation, Ling Chuxi did not interrupt her and continued reading.

"It's done," Mixiu's pill refinement was nearing its end. She put away her true flame and opened the pill furnace with a clear shout, filled with anticipation.

"Plop!" A black smoke with a burnt smell rose up. Miyabi's anticipation turned into dejection as she muttered to herself in a disappointed voice,"I failed again. I failed even when it came to making such a simple Yang Qi pill. I'm so stupid."

"It's okay, just try a few more times. Even the best Alchemist will fail, it's no big deal." Ling Chuxi patted meixiu's shoulder and consoled her.