I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating - Chapter 132
Fifty-nine Dragons (1)
Finally, according to the hints from both Mister Long and Mengmeng, Mu Wanwan first simulated several alchemical sequences and methods in her head, intending to try them out one by one.
There were not many Condensed Snow seedlings to begin with, and after wasting one in a failed attempt yesterday and Mengmeng eating another today, there were only fifteen left. So, Mu Wanwan decided to try making the Spirit Returning Pill first.
This time, she carefully divided the Spirit Returning fruit into three parts. After thinking about it, she decided to use the best part first. Even if it might be a bit wasteful for a first attempt, she wanted to make the elixir successfully.
There should be no issues with the elixir recipe. Mu Wanwan took the flesh of the Spirit Returning fruit, pulp along with Chimebell grass that had the rhizomes on the lower end removed, as well as the heart of the Qingyu flower, then went to the side hall to refine the pill. Mengmeng went along with her.
The elixir cauldron floated up slowly. With yesterday’s experience, Mu Wanwan’s control of the elixir flame was much better. When the flames rose, Mengmeng jumped excitedly.
Mu Wanwan smiled. After calming her mind, she first put in the Chimebell grass that had been removed of its impurities into the elixir cauldron, controlling the elixir flame while doing so. After a few moments, she used her spiritual energy to suspend the sap of the Chimebell grass in mid-air.
This time, the liquid mass was not the deep green colour it was yesterday, but a little lighter in colour.
Having gained some confidence, Mu Wanwan put the flesh of the Spirit Returning fruit into the elixir cauldron, controlling the elixir flame with her spiritual energy while observing the state of the ingredient’s refinement.
Amazingly, when she input her spiritual energy into the flesh of the fruit this time, she seemed to be able to feel the pure energy within it. Mu Wanwan’s heart skipped a beat. She slowly controlled her spiritual energy to wander in the semi-solid essence of the Spirit Returning fruit for a while, then suddenly touched some little grey specks that weren’t very perfect.
Were these impurities?
Mu Wanwan’s eyes lit up, and she concentrated on controlling her spiritual energy, wrapping it around those tiny grey specks and removing them. Fortunately, there weren’t many impurities in this semi-solid essence, and it took her less than half an hour to get rid of all of them.
After getting them all out, they floated to the side. At first glance, they actually made up a dust ball about the size of half a thumb.
Even the part that Mengmeng did not mind had so many impurities, so there should be even more impurities in the parts that couldn’t be used.
After some thought, Mu Wanwan floated the essence of the Spirit Returning fruit to the side, then sent her spiritual energy into the liquid mass of the Chimebell grass. Sure enough, there were impurities like those little gray specks in it too, but the colour was brownish, and the particles were granular and relatively larger.
When the impurities in both ingredients were removed, Mu Wanwan inhaled, took the heart of a Qingyu flower, and refined a light blue liquid mass from it according to the steps above.
Mengmeng stared intently as she worked and was very well-behaved.
Her hands trembling, Mu Wanwan controlled her spiritual energy and added the three masses of essence slowly into the elixir cauldron. Her concentration was at its peak—she was about to condense them into a pill now, and must not fail!
The three masses of light green, light blue, and amber essence slowly drew close to each other under the control of her spiritual energy…
This time, Mu Wanwan did not attempt to use brute force to condense the ingredients together like the last time, but only gently pulled out the spiritual energy that was separating the three masses of essences slowly.
She was prepared for failure, but this time, the three masses of essence slowly condensed together, mixing into a large liquid mass of all three colours, rotating in the elixir cauldron.
While using her spiritual energy to knead the liquid mass in a stirring motion, she also controlled her spiritual energy power to increase the elixir fire, and the liquid mass became smaller and smaller, and more and more solid.
She was completely immersed in the process. After an unknown amount of time, she heard a “clack”—a slight cracking sound came from the elixir cauldron, and the unique fragrance of medicinal pills wafted out. Three pills rushed out of the elixir cauldron, hanging in mid-air.
Mu Wanwan looked at the pills she had just refined with joy. Then, her smile froze on her lips——
Why were these Spirit Returning Pills somewhat different from the ones she saw in the elixir store before?
They did smell more fragrant than the ones in the store, and they also had a stronger concentration of spiritual energy, but their colour and shape seemed a little off.
Other people’s Spirit Returning Pills were light brown, round, small, and shiny.
The ones she made were orange, pockmarked and pitted, and didn’t look round at all _(:з”∠)_
“Chirp!” Mengmeng was rather excited and was flapping its little wings—then, it actually began to lift its increasingly fat little body in the air.
Mu Wanwan had a bad premonition and stood up immediately, but she was still too late. There was nothing she could do as she watched Mengmeng open its little beak and swallow a pill just like that.
Mu Wanwan, “…”
She was really mad, but it was her little chirp and she couldn’t do anything to it.
