Free Web NovelChapter 1351: Chapter 507: Fire Listening
Actually, Alchemist Bai Lu didn’t need Zhou Xuan to remind him about the value of this heart; he understood it even more clearly than Zhou Xuan.
After all, in his many years of alchemy, he had never seen such a treasure.
He studied the heart seriously like an old scholar, getting closer and closer, almost sticking his nose into it.
"The way you’re so serious makes me a little afraid," Zhou Xuan said.
"What are you afraid of, sir?"
"I’m afraid you’ll swallow the heart in one bite," Zhou Xuan joked. "Old Bai Lu, let me make it clear first: if you swallow it, I’ll cut open my stomach to dig this heart out."
He continued, "This heart is worth at least a third-grade pill."
As soon as he said this, Alchemist Bai Lu’s face changed dramatically, and he uprighted his right middle finger to his lips, signaling Zhou Xuan to lower his voice.
Manager Liu, standing nearby, almost dropped his jaw in shock, his mouth forming an "O" shape. Even the knife he was using to carve the wedding doll trembled slightly.
Fortunately, he had years of experience as a swordsman, and his hands were steady. He regained control of the knife and asked Zhou Xuan with a shaky voice, "Sir, is this tiny heart actually a third-grade pill?"
"At least third-grade." Zhou Xuan’s words made Manager Liu shake his head repeatedly. It wasn’t that he didn’t believe Zhou Xuan, but he still felt the other’s words were somewhat boastful.
What kind of concept is a third-grade pill?
The ancient hall fire pit has been around for over two hundred years. Ning Bukong has practiced alchemy countless times, and even the alchemy workers have gone through several batches.
It was only through such hard work that forty years ago, they accidentally produced a single Guiyun Pill from the bodies of six hundred dead people, which was rated as "sixth-grade" by the Heavenly Dome.
It was precisely because of this "sixth-grade" pill that Ning Bukong received praise from the Heavenly Dome and was rewarded with a "White Cicada."
"Just a sixth-grade pill garnered direct commendation from the Heavenly Dome. If this heart is refined into a third-grade one, won’t it be fantastic?"
Manager Liu said, "It seems that you’ll be summoned by Bai Yujing."
"Who can say what grade the pill will turn out to be? You just do your job well, and the sir will treat you well. Things you shouldn’t discuss, don’t ramble on about them."
Seeing that Manager Liu was lost in thought, Alchemist Bai Lu quickly scolded him.
Manager Liu was very afraid of Bai Lu, so he dared not speak anymore and continued with his work.
Then, Alchemist Bai Lu dragged Zhou Xuan to a corner of the inner hall and quietly said, "Sir, aren’t you afraid of having ears on the wall?"
"What do you mean?"
Alchemist Bai Lu looked around to confirm no one was eavesdropping and then said, "Sir, it’s a third-grade pill. Don’t you have any thoughts?"
"What thoughts?" Zhou Xuan pretended not to understand and asked.
"To take it... secretly... secretly..." Alchemist Bai Lu made a gesture of grabbing something and putting it into his pocket.
Zhou Xuan immediately shouted, "Oh, you old rascal, are you suggesting I pocket the Heavenly Dome’s pill? Steal the elixir? Such shameless, disgraceful deeds—how could I possibly do such things?"
This scolding scared Alchemist Bai Lu. He quickly pleaded, "Sir, lower your voice. I can’t bear the blame for this." fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
He also never expected that back in the stone temple, Zhou Xuan had the face of a "medicine seller," identifying "medicine representatives" in the Heavenly Dome, giving kickbacks so they would heavily praise his good medicine,
and this sneaky businessman image—how could it transform within the Ancient Soul Returning Hall into a "righteous alchemy envoy?"
Seeing that he had scared Alchemist Bai Lu enough, Zhou Xuan then said with a smile, softly, "Old Bai, old Bai, think about it. The pill we might refine now can’t be taken secretly even if we wanted to."
"Huh?"
"When I cut down Ning Bukong, the Zoroastrianism immediately got the news. Why is that?"
"Is there a traitor in the inner hall?" Alchemist Bai Lu immediately gave a resentful glance at the five alchemy workers, including Manager Liu.
Zhou Xuan was amused and flicked Bai Lu on the forehead, saying, "Old Bai, think again—these few alchemy workers from Wuwen Mountain can’t leave this ancient hall. How can they relay messages?"
Then, Zhou Xuan pointed to the fire tower outside the hall, "The real informer... isn’t people... it’s this."
"Can this fire tower report to the Zoroastrianism?"
"What else?"
Zhou Xuan calmly analyzed, "The fire pit of the Zoroastrianism has been refining elixirs for so many years, but has even a single pill leaked to the human world?"
"This..."
"Of course, nothing has leaked," Zhou Xuan said. "So, alchemy has always proceeded methodically, yet no disciple in the human world has even consumed a single elixir,
even the great practitioners in the human world think alchemy is simply nonsense,
Why is this? Naturally, it’s because the Heavenly Dome’s control is extremely strict—perhaps not only the fire pit of the Zoroastrianism but also every pill furnace used for alchemy; whatever elixirs are refined and however many, the Heavenly Dome monitors it all."
Zhou Xuan’s reasoning was well-founded. In the field of alchemy, Alchemist Bai Lu was also a smart person. He immediately recalled something Danzi had said—
—Before I descended into the world, I saw all the pill furnaces under the sky.
If Danzi could see, isn’t it possible that someone in the Heavenly Dome could also see everything inside all the pill furnaces?
All pill furnaces are monitored, so Danzi escaped by faking death, tricking everyone.
