Leaving the Pill Hall, Chen Chuan arrived at the Outer Sect Disciple residence area under the guidance of a deacon Disciple.
He was assigned to a quiet courtyard to live with three other new Disciples.
Upon seeing Chen Chuan, the three of them came forward to greet him with great enthusiasm.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Chen Chuan learned that their names were Zhao Tie, Li Qing, and Wang Hao, all of whom had entered the Primordial Holy Land through their own hard work during the assessment.
When they looked at Chen Chuan, a Disciple who had come with a recommendation Token, their eyes inevitably held a hint of curiosity and awe.
"Senior Brother Chen," the slightly younger Wang Hao asked curiously, "which hall were you assigned to for your Cultivation?"
"I just returned from the Pill Hall. Elder Murong has already agreed to let me go study Alchemy tomorrow," Chen Chuan did not hide it.
Hearing this, Zhao Tie’s rugged face showed a look of envy.
"Senior Brother Chen is indeed extraordinary. An Alchemist is one of the most respected professions."
"However, I’ve heard that the threshold for the Dao of Alchemy is extremely high, and the costs are even more immense."
Li Qing also nodded in agreement. "That’s true. Within the Holy Land, gold and silver have limited use. Almost all Cultivation resources must be exchanged for contribution points."
"The fixed resources we receive every month are only enough for basic Cultivation. If we want to progress faster, we must complete missions for the Holy Land to earn contribution points."
Through their overlapping explanations, Chen Chuan gained a clearer understanding of how the Primordial Holy Land operated.
The Holy Land was more like a massive, self-sufficient Sect. Contribution points were the internal currency, while gold tickets from the outside world were almost reduced to waste paper here.
This caused his heart to stir slightly. The core of his Pay-to-Win System was spending money—it required cold, hard cash.
An idea quickly took shape in his mind.
He could refine Medicinal Pills and sell them to those who needed pills but lacked sufficient contribution points.
Such people usually had some Family background and held large amounts of gold tickets.
By selling Medicinal Pills to these people, Chen Chuan could use the System to improve rapidly while also solving his resource problem.
The next day at the hour of Chen, Chen Chuan stepped into the Outer Sect Pill Hall on time.
Elder Murong Xuan was already there, inspecting some medicinal Materials.
And that quirky Ye Linger had arrived early as well.
She was boredly fiddling with an exquisite jade bottle.
Seeing Chen Chuan enter, Murong Xuan nodded slightly.
Ye Linger, however, immediately perked up, her lively eyes circling over Chen Chuan’s body.
Seeing that Chen Chuan had no intention of proactively greeting her as his Senior Sister, her little mouth immediately pouted.
She put her hands behind her back and walked toward Chen Chuan with an intentionally steady pace, puffing out her not-so-imposing chest.
Trying to keep a straight face, she spoke in a tone that sounded worldly and sophisticated beyond her years:
"Ahem! Junior Brother, how can you be so rude upon seeing your Senior Sister?"
"Master only taught you yesterday to respect your teacher and the Dao. This word ’Dao’ includes the proper order between Elders and juniors."
"Disregarding your seniors like this is a great taboo in Cultivation, you know."
Chen Chuan looked at Ye Linger, who was half a head shorter than him and clearly still childish, yet insisted on acting like a little adult.
A wave of helplessness washed over him.
But rules were rules. He could only suppress his awkwardness, cupped his hands in a salute, and said flatly, "Chen Chuan greets Senior Sister Ye."
"Hehe, that’s more like it!" Ye Linger immediately beamed with joy, like a little cat that had successfully stolen a treat, shaking her head triumphantly. "Good Junior Brother, remember to keep this up in the future."
Watching this pair of jokers, Murong Xuan shook his head with a laugh before turning serious.
"Alright, since everyone is here, Chen Chuan, I will explain the basics of Alchemy to you today."
For the following time, Murong Xuan explained the control of pill fire, the critical timing for medicinal Fusion, and the secrets of condensing and collecting pills in simple terms.
Chen Chuan listened extremely intently.
His invincible talent was displayed to the fullest at this moment; not only did he memorize everything Murong Xuan said, but he could also infer other things from it and offer some unique insights.
This caused Murong Xuan to nod repeatedly, the look of appreciation in his eyes growing stronger.
After the theoretical study ended, Chen Chuan pondered for a moment and suddenly spoke. "Elder, this Disciple wishes to try refining a batch of Medicinal Pills personally."
Upon hearing this, Ye Linger’s eyes widened, and she stared at Chen Chuan as if looking at a fool.
"What? You want to perform Alchemy?"
"Hey, Junior Brother, you don’t have a fever, do you?"
"You’ve only learned theory for a single day, and you’re already dreaming of starting Alchemy?"
"Do you know how long I studied before I even touched a Pill Furnace?"
"It took me a full six months, plus another three months and no less than dozens of failures, before I barely managed to refine a batch of the most basic Grade One Medicinal Pills."
She extended her slender finger, nearly poking Chen Chuan’s nose.
"It’s only been one day for you. You’re being impetuous and overambitious; it’s impossible for you to succeed."
"Master, hurry up and knock some sense into him."
Murong Xuan also frowned slightly and advised:
"Chen Chuan, Linger’s words are blunt, but her reasoning is sound."
"The Dao of Alchemy emphasizes accumulation and practice. Rushing for success will only waste Materials and damage your confidence."
"I think you should settle down for a few more days."
However, Chen Chuan’s gaze was firm and his tone steady.
"Thank you for the reminder, Elder and Senior Sister."
"But I know what I’m doing and truly wish to give it a try. I ask the Elder to grant me this."
Seeing Chen Chuan’s persistence, Murong Xuan thought of his terrifying memory and unique understanding of medicinal properties, and his heart stirred.
Could this boy truly possess extraordinary qualities?
Letting him hit a wall and learn the difficulty of the task might not be a bad thing. "Fine, since you insist on trying, then try. What kind of pill do you wish to refine?"
"This Disciple wishes to attempt refining the Grade One Green Spirit Pill," Chen Chuan had planned this long ago.
"Green Spirit Pill?" Ye Linger sneered, crossing her arms.
"You really know how to pick them. The Green Spirit Pill is considered difficult to refine even among Grade One pills."
"I bet you absolutely cannot succeed."
Hearing Ye Linger’s words, Chen Chuan turned his head, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Oh? Since Senior Sister Ye is so certain, would you care to make a bet with me?"
"A bet? On what?" Ye Linger grew interested, her large dark eyes flashing with a cunning light.
"If I successfully refine a Green Spirit Pill, Senior Sister will lose two hundred thousand gold tickets to me. How about it?" Chen Chuan dangled the bait.
"Two hundred thousand gold tickets?" Ye Linger was stunned for a moment before laughing coldly.
"Hmph, a bet it is. If you succeed, I’ll give you five hundred thousand gold tickets."
"But what if you can’t refine it?"
Ye Linger did not believe she would lose.
Five hundred thousand!