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Before Jiang Cheng could do anything, someone suddenly shouted.

"I believe Sect Leader Jiang is a true Eighth-Grade Imperial Alchemist!"

The only one in the crowd who could say this with such certainty was Celestial Venerable Liu Yuan.

He believed Jiang Cheng was capable of anything.

Brother Cheng patted his shoulder with great satisfaction.

"You’ve got keen ears and sharp eyes!"

Everyone else around was utterly speechless, feeling that this guy only listened to what he wanted to hear.

"By the way, do you have any alchemical problems to ask?"

Jiang Cheng now found Liu Yuan exceptionally pleasant, after all, he was the only one cheering for him in the entire audience.

So, he who usually couldn’t be bothered to give pointers, decided to be kind for once.

Hearing this, Taiheng and Qing Ling felt they couldn’t bear to witness it.

Boss, you cheated your way through, just let it pass.

Let’s just pretend we don’t know.

But you insist on flaunting your half-baked alchemical skills, how are we supposed to save your dignity after this?

Liu Yuan, however, was overjoyed.

He quickly and respectfully asked for advice: "When I refine the Seventh-grade Cyan Frost Mist Pill, the pill array becomes unstable just before it is finished, resulting in a high failure rate..."

Upon hearing this question, everyone was dumbfounded.

"Liu Yuan, what kind of question is that?"

Taiheng Daoist Venerable said with displeasure: "The Cyan Frost Mist Pill is notoriously difficult to make, and its low success rate is common knowledge, universally acknowledged, so how could there possibly be a solution?"

"Exactly!"

Venerable Qing Ling also gave him a glare: "You’re posing a question to Sect Leader Jiang that has no answer, aren’t you putting him in a tough spot..."

Before he could finish, Jiang Cheng interrupted directly.

"That’s simple!"

He smiled slightly: "The instability of the pill array is due to a conflict between As You Wish Sand and Seven Holy Wood Marrow Stone, Celestial Secret Flame Bamboo..."

"Ah?"

Taiheng and Qing Ling were both taken aback.

He can really just casually name the seven or eight main ingredients of the Cyan Frost Mist Pill?

It seems he truly has a deep understanding of alchemy.

And on the side, Yan Yi showed an even more surprised expression.

She originally didn’t believe Jiang Cheng could practice alchemy.

But just from that sentence, it proved he wasn’t an outsider to the Alchemy Dao.

Before Liu Yuan could speak, Taiheng couldn’t help but frown.

"As far as I know, As You Wish Sand is inherently harmonious, capable of perfectly integrating with most materials, how could there be a conflict?"

"That’s because you know only part of it. When Seven Holy Wood Marrow Stone and Celestial Secret Flame Bamboo fuse together, they mutate, and As You Wish Sand conflicts with that mutated product..."

Jiang Cheng spoke eloquently for several minutes.

In those minutes, he cited various examples, casually discussing the properties and transformation processes of dozens of materials.

Taiheng Daoist Venerable and Qing Ling Daoist Venerable gradually showed different expressions.

Sometimes enlightened, sometimes bewildered.

Enlightened because they gained many insights.

Bewildered because many things, even after years of alchemy, they never thought of, let alone achieved.

By the end, the expressions of the hundreds of Imperial Pill Masters present all turned to shock.

Taiheng Daoist Venerable no longer believed Jiang Cheng had cheated previously.

Even though he was an Eighth-Grade Imperial Alchemist, and the Cyan Frost Mist Pill was just Seventh Grade, Jiang Cheng’s few words revealed profound knowledge he had never heard before.

Only when Jiang Cheng stopped, and the others on the scene were deep in thought, did he respectfully ask for further advice.

"Do you have a solution to this problem?"

"Of course I do."

Jiang Cheng said with a relaxed smile.

"Simply advance the opening time of the third pill array by half a quarter-hour, and delay the closing time of the eighth pill array by five days!"

Taiheng Daoist Venerable was stunned once again.

He had thought the solution would surely be to add some special auxiliary material to neutralize the medicinal properties or something.

And yet, it only required adjusting the opening times of two pill arrays?

"Can that really work? Without adding anything?"

"Add what?"

Jiang Cheng said nonchalantly: "Are materials free? Besides, adding unnecessary things will cause more unwanted transformations, thereby affecting the quality of the finished pill."

"And altering the opening and closing times of those two pill arrays is sufficient to change many things."

Many pill masters were once again left bewildered, their skills not high enough to understand what changes that would bring.

But Taiheng Daoist Venerable, Liu Yuan, Qing Huan, and others immediately fell into deep thought.

They kept simulating the scenarios in their minds that such a change would bring.

A full half-quarter later, Taiheng suddenly slapped his thigh.

"Brilliant! Truly brilliant!"

"I get it, I truly get it now!"

At this moment, he was like a student finally understanding a difficult problem from a teacher’s lesson.

Overjoyed.

He looked at Sect Leader Jiang with eyes that had become incredibly fervent, fervor reaching the level of worship.

And shortly thereafter, Liu Yuan, Qing Huan, and Qing Ling, along with other Seventh-grade Emperor Alchemists, also realized the brilliance.

"Amazing, truly amazing!"

"These two small adjustments are truly creative strokes of genius!"

"How did I never think of doing it this way before?"

Their reactions left the Ancient Pill Stream’s Imperial Alchemists below Fifth and Sixth Grades astonished beyond belief.

Even though they didn’t understand, the reactions of their ancestors and seniors were more than enough to explain everything.

He, he can actually provide guidance to Taiheng Daoist Venerable?

Oh my god!

This is even more incredible than passing Origin Certification, right?

They finally believed that Jiang Cheng had true talent and learning.

And Taiheng Daoist Venerable was now beside himself with joy.

"I even feel like I have opened the door to a whole new world, and it seems other difficult problems might be solved the same way?"

Liu Yuan and Qing Ling, along with the others, found a kindred spirit and repeatedly agreed.

"Yes, yes, it probably can be."

"Only, we need countless attempts and failures to gradually figure out where exactly to make changes, but Sect Leader Jiang..."

Everyone turned to look at Brother Cheng.

Those eyes burned as if they were looking at the world’s most precious treasure.

Exactly, there’s no need to figure it out slowly; just ask Sect Leader Jiang directly, isn’t it?

Brother Cheng can indeed solve nearly all their alchemical difficulties.

He’s qualified to teach Taiheng Daoist Venerable.

Because he possesses all alchemical knowledge of Eighth-grade and below; if it exists in this world, it cannot escape his mind.

"Sect Leader Jiang, heh heh heh..."

Taiheng, Liu Yuan, and the others rubbed their hands together, laughing flatteringly.

Their wrinkled faces were smiling like blooming chrysanthemums.

"What are you guys doing?" Brother Cheng became cautious, "I’m not into that."

Liu Yuan ingratiatingly leaned over.

"We have an immature request."

"If it’s immature, then you don’t need to say it." Brother Cheng turned to leave.

He originally intended to refine a furnace of Eighth-grade Imperial Pills on the spot.

But he now felt he had shown off enough and these people were convinced.

So there was no need for any more effort.

"No no no!"

Taiheng and the others became anxious.

"How about you go on stage and give us a lecture on the Alchemy Dao?"