Chapter 13: The Medicine Arrives and the Illness is Cured

  In the dimly lit and quiet secret room, Du Fei Yun slowly opened his eyes from a cross-legged sitting position. With a thought, the small black cauldron at his chest suddenly flew out and hovered in mid-air before him.

  The Nine Dragon Cauldron quickly transformed into a one-foot square under his mental control. His right hand still pinched the gesture on his knee, and his left hand was flat and stretched out, closely attached to the mysterious pattern at the bottom of the Nine Dragon Cauldron, as a thread of yuan force surged in and entered the cauldron.

  As the saying goes, "practice makes perfect". After refining the elixir with the Nine Dragon Cauldron once, he already understood how to manipulate it. Of course, he could only control the size of the true fire inside the Nine Dragon Cauldron. The Nine Dragon Cauldron must still be hiding even more mysterious and profound secrets that were not something he could comprehend at present.

  A faint, weak yuan force surged into the bottom of the Nine Dragon Cauldron along the mysterious pattern, quickly stirring up the massive amount of yuan force stored within. Gradually, a true fire of yuan force formed inside the cauldron, bursting out and causing the temperature inside to rapidly rise.

  Half a minute had passed, and the temperature inside the cauldron was extremely high. Du Fei Yun stretched out his right hand like lightning, grabbed the neatly arranged medicinal materials beside him, and put them into the cauldron one by one in sequence according to the records of the alchemy formula.

  Seven-lobed grass three qian, Luo Feng fruit four qian, Fu Ling two qian, Seven-color flower one qian, Saltpeter powder one qian, Ink sand one qian...

  Du Fei Yun, who had long memorized the Dan Fang, silently recited the required materials as he put them one by one into the cauldron. His left hand remained motionless, stuck to the Jiulong Ding, manipulating the Yuan Li True Fire inside the Jiulong Ding.

  Unlike the first time he refined the Dan medicine, Du Feiyun, who had experience, was much calmer and more stable in his heart when refining the medicine again, and his movements were also neat and tidy.

  In the dark, crimson cauldron, a scorching yet unflustered aura rose, as medicinal powder and saltpeter mixed with ink sand, wrapped in yuan force true fire, emitting a thread of acidic decay, making Du Fei Yun's brow furrow.

  In the process of refining Dan medicine, one cannot afford to be distracted or deviate in the slightest. Even if the faintly visible green smoke with a foul odor rises before him, he can only endure it strongly and dare not cover his nose with his hand, let alone evade it.

  He held his breath and patiently put all the materials into the medicine cauldron one by one, then quickly closed the lid, finally letting out a sigh of relief.

  Having had this experience, he finally knew that the process of refining Dan medicine was not always accompanied by a refreshing fragrance, but also had various pungent and unpleasant smells. Moreover, the materials for many Dan formulas recorded in the pharmacopoeia were strange one after another, and it was likely that such experiences would become more frequent in future alchemy.

  Thinking of this, Du Fei Yun couldn't help but secretly think that refining the elixir was not so easy after all, and there would be many difficulties and hardships.

  He continued to maintain the yuan force output, causing the yuan force true fire in the tripod to scorch and melt many medicinal materials, gradually condensing together, producing many subtle reactions.

  As time slowly passed, the yuan force in his body gradually depleted. Without hesitation, Du Fei Yun, who had experienced this before, once again did the same as last time, refining medicine while entering a meditative state to cultivate.

  In theory, this kind of one-heart-two-use thing is absolutely impossible to accomplish, even if the cultivator's strength is strong enough, they wouldn't dare do it.

  However, Du Fei Yun was completely different. He could maintain a state of emptiness to cultivate and at the same time output Yuan force to manipulate the Yuan fire in the medicine cauldron.

  The first time he refined the medicine, he was able to focus his mind and use it in two ways without any danger, and all that can be said is that his luck was good. The second time he refined the medicine, he was still able to focus his mind and not fall into evil demons, which may have a great deal to do with his two lifetimes as a person and his firm will.

  Time passed quickly, and in the dimly lit secret room, Du Fei Yun slowly woke up from his meditation, with a smile on his face as he withdrew his left hand that was stuck to the bottom of the medicine cauldron.

  After an hour of effort, the Bixi Ling medicine was finally refined successfully. He lifted the lid of the Jiulong Ding cauldron, and a sour smell wafted out, filling the entire secret room.

  His mind stirred, and a black elixir flew out of the Nine Dragon Cauldron, gently falling into his palm. The Bi Xiang Ling Yao, which gathered over twenty kinds of medicinal materials, was only the size of a broad bean when it finally condensed into a dan pill. Its entire body was black and shiny, with a thread of scorching heat, emitting an acidic smell.

  With both hands holding the Bi Xu Ling medicine, Du Fei Yun carefully observed the color, texture and transparency of the Bi Xu Ling medicine. After identifying it for a moment, he finally came to the conclusion that this newly refined Dan medicine was a second-grade Dan medicine.

  The first time Du Fei Yun used the Jiulong Ding to refine the elixir, he refined a three-grade elixir, but this second time, he refined a two-grade elixir, and in his heart, there was also some small disappointment.

  But then he thought again, alchemy not only has a high failure rate, but also ordinary alchemists find it difficult to refine high-quality elixirs, most of which are just first and second grade elixirs. Only then did his heart feel slightly relieved.

  The nine-dragon cauldron returned to its patterned form on Du Fei Yun's chest under his mental manipulation. He picked up the wooden box he had prepared earlier, put the elixir inside, and then stood up and left the secret room.

  Liu Xiangtian had been anxiously waiting outside the rockery in the backyard, and as soon as Du Feiyun came out, he hastily approached him with a look of urgency on his face.

  "Is the medicine ready?"

  "It's all right." Du Feiyun's mouth was slightly curved with a faint smile, and then he stepped towards Mrs. Liu's bedroom.

  "Where's the medicine you've been brewing?" Liu Xiangtian found that Du Feiyun didn't bring out a clay pot or ceramic bowl, his face suddenly turned black, thinking that Du Feiyun was fooling him.

  But unexpectedly, Du Feiyun didn't listen to his words and continued walking forward.

  With a belly full of anger, Liu Xiangtian followed Du Feiyun to the old lady's bedroom door, only to see Du Feiyun step inside first, turn around and calmly close the door behind him, naturally also shutting Liu Xiangtian out.

  Liu Xiangtian's eyebrows jumped again, and he secretly thought that this little rabbit must be deliberately provoking him. If it weren't for his mother's illness, he would have hung the little rabbit up and beaten him a good one by now.

  In the room, Du Fei Yun came to the bedside, picked up a bowl of lotus seed soup from the table, took out the Bi Fu Ling medicine and put it in, stirred it with a spoon before dissolving the Dan medicine. Then, he slowly fed the old lady the dissolved Bi Fu Ling medicine lotus seed soup.

  He put the porcelain bowl back on the table, and Du Fei Yun sat down at the edge of the bed, observing Old Lady's reaction. Time passed quietly, a moment, half an hour...

  The old lady's face and arms, which were originally covered with thumb-sized blood blisters and pus sacs, have actually faded and shrunk at a visible rate over this period of time.

  Seeing Bi Feng Ling's medicine really taking effect, Du Fei Yun also had a hint of a smile on his face, feeling much more at ease in his heart.

  An hour passed, and the old lady, who had been closing her eyes with a weak breath, coughed lightly and then opened her eyes weakly, coming to.

  She looked around blankly for a moment, and then saw Du Feiyun's face. The old lady with sleepy eyes was stunned for a moment, and then her face showed a thick layer of affection, slightly surprised and said: "Feiyun? Is it really Feiyun?"

  "My poor grandson, Grandma can finally see you, it's really great!"

  "Poor child, it's Grandma's fault... all these years, letting you and your mother suffer..."

  The old lady had just woken up and hadn't even checked her condition, but she was overjoyed to see Du Feiyun, holding his hands tightly while scolding herself, with tears welling up in her eyes.

  The door creaked open, and Liu Xiangtian walked in with a delighted expression upon hearing the noise. Seeing his mother awake and her condition slightly improved, he also looked at Du Feiyun with a hint of gratitude.

  At this time, Du Feiyun stood up and was about to turn around and leave. As he passed by Liu Xiangtian's side, he didn't forget to say to him: "My task is already completed, I hope the master of the Liu family can keep his promise and send 1,000 taels of silver and three portions of old ginseng and lingzhi to my home."

  Having finished speaking, Du Feiyun walked out with his hands behind his back.

  Inside the house, Liu Xiang Tian gazed at his back with a thoughtful expression. The old lady, with tears streaming down her face, was still calling out Du Fei Yun's name...