Turns Out, I’m In A Villain Clan!

Chapter 564 Refining Grade-8 Pill

"Grade-8?"

Mu Linyue froze for a second.

Then she burst out laughing.

"Hahaha... Bai Zihan, I didn't think you could joke with such a straight face. Hahaha-!"

Her laughter rang clearly through the courtyard.

It wasn't just amusement, there was also a hint of mockery within it.

After all, a Grade-8 pill?

Even the greatest alchemists in the region wouldn't dare claim such a thing.

And yet, Bai Zihan said it so casually and so seriously that one might think he was truly serious.

Bai Zihan's expression slowly darkened as Mu Linyue laughter continued.

Her laughter continued for quite some time before she finally noticed his expression.

Only then did she gradually stop, though a faint smile still lingered on her lips. "Okay, okay... I'll go and inform my father."

This time, she didn't tease him further.

After all, she knew Bai Zihan's temperament.

Pushing him too far wouldn't end well for her.

Without waiting any longer, she turned and left.

Bai Zihan watched her go for a moment before turning in the opposite direction.

Soon, he arrived at his alchemy room.

Although it was unknown when he would return, if at all, the Mu Clan still kept this room as his personal alchemy room.

With a wave of his hand, one after another, materials appeared.

Spiritual herbs!

Demonic beast cores and blood!

Each one radiated a powerful aura.

Not to mention, the demonic beast cores were from the Immortal Ascension Realm, while the spiritual herbs were also of Grade-8, containing powerful Qi.

Dense Qi filled the alchemy room.

Thud!

Then another object appeared.

A cauldron!

It landed heavily at the center of the room.

It was a Heaven-Grade Cauldron.

One of the treasures obtained from Immortal Emperor Feilian's storage ring.

Even she had only one such cauldron. That alone spoke volumes about its rarity.

For refining Grade-8 pills, having such a cauldron was very helpful, especially when facing the pill tribulation.

Of course, simply a cauldron wouldn't protect the pill from the Pill Tribulation, but it would definitely help.

Everything was ready for pill refinement.

Just then, the door opened once more.

Mu Linyue entered without any hesitation, as if it was her alchemy room.

"I've informed father," she said casually.

After informing Bai Zihan, she didn't leave.

Instead, she walked in and stood at a distance, watching.

She had done this many times before, observing Bai Zihan refine pills when he was still at the Mu Clan previously.

However, the moment her gaze fell upon the materials laid out before him, her expression changed.

The earlier amusement faded, replaced by shock.

(Those materials...)

With her knowledge, how could she not recognize them?

Most of them were clearly Grade-8 spiritual herbs.

Her eyes slowly widened.

(Does he really want to refine a Grade-8 pill?)

The thought surfaced once more.

She didn't doubt Bai Zihan's alchemy skill and acknowledged that he was indeed much better than she was.

However, she also didn't think that he could refine Grade-7 and above pills.

She wouldn't have believed he could refine even Grade-6 pills if she hadn't seen it several times with her own eyes.

But Grade-8 pills?

Strictly speaking, if one could manage to do so, then he or she would definitely

be considered the best alchemist of the Eastern Region.

Not only right now but in the history of its existence.

Her gaze locked onto Bai Zihan.

And then something else caught her eyes instead.

The cauldron.

(This...)

It wasn't the cauldron given by the Mu Clan.

She was certain of it.

Not only that-the aura it emitted was far superior to any cauldron that she

had seen.

Even compared to the one used by Huo Shenyu, this cauldron felt more

powerful.

A trace of greed flickered in her eyes.

For someone like her who pursued the path of alchemy, a cauldron was like a sword to a sword cultivator.

Obviously, when she saw a high-quality cauldron, she would want it for herself.

Although she didn't know for sure, she knew that it was higher grade than the one used by Huo Shenyu, so at least an Earth-Grade Cauldron.

Questions surged within her mind.

What pill was he going to refine?

Where did he get this cauldron?

But in the end, she said nothing and just continued to watch quietly.

She knew better than to disturb an alchemist while they were going to refine a

pill. She considered that the worst possible thing one could do.

So she suppressed her curiosity and simply watched with even greater focus.

Bai Zihan stood before the cauldron.

With a slight motion of his hand, flames ignited.

It was still a fire formed by Qi.

(Perhaps I need to look into finding Spiritual Flames or some powerful Beast

Flames!)

Not only would they be better for refining pills, but also helpful in combat.

But obviously, the ones that could satisfy him wouldn't be easy to find. However, with his current wealth and status, it wouldn't be difficult either-as long as they existed in the Desolate Heaven Empire, he could obtain them.

However, this wasn't the time to think about such things.

He controlled the fire to an astonishing degree.

One by one, the materials rose.

The first batch entered the cauldron.

Instantly, the refining began.

Impurities were stripped away with terrifying precision.

There was no wasted movement.

Every adjustment, every fluctuation of flame was perfectly controlled by him.

Even the smallest trace of impurity in the materials was eliminated.

Then he transitioned into the next step seamlessly.

Mu Linyue's eyes gradually shifted from earlier curiosity to pure admiration for

the display of skill.

(No matter how many times I see it, it's always so beautiful.)

In her eyes, this was not simple pill refinement.

It was an art!

Bai Zihan's movements were smooth and natural.

Like an artist painting.

Like a dancer moving across a stage.

Every action flowed into the next.

Perfectly and elegantly, without the slightest flaw.

Hours passed.

For most alchemists, maintaining such intense focus for even a fraction of that

time would already be exhausting.

But Bai Zihan remained unaffected by the passage of time.

Even after many hours, he still maintained the same level of focus he had when

he started refining the pill.

Every movement was still as precise as before.

Every control of flame remained perfect.

It was as if time had no effect on him at all.

Then it was time for the condensation of ingredients and the formation of the

pill.

The aura within the cauldron suddenly condensed.

All the refined essences began to converge.

Merging, compressing, and transforming. Pill Formation!

Bai Zihan's gaze sharpened slightly.

His hand moved, and the flames shifted.

And within the cauldron, a faint glow began to take shape.

At the same time, the heavens seemed to respond.

A low rumble echoed from above.

Mu Linyue's eyes widened instantly.

She looked up.

Beyond the roof, dark clouds were gathering rapidly and violently.

"This..."

Her heart trembled.

Pill tribulation! She knew it well.

It only appeared when refining Grade-7 pills and above.

But-

The one forming now was different from what she knew.

The clouds were much larger than the ones she had seen before.

It felt far more oppressive.

The clouds churned like a storm about to devour everything. Lightning flickered faintly within.

Even without fully descending, the pressure alone was enough to make her feel

suffocated.

Her gaze snapped back to the cauldron.

Then to Bai Zihan.

Shock filled her eyes.

This confirmed that the pill Bai Zihan was attempting was at least Grade-7!

Moreover, this tribulation she was witnessing was stronger than any she had seen before. Stronger than when Mu Tianxuan refined his pills.

Stronger than any of the other Grandmasters.

A thought slowly surfaced in her mind.

Her voice came out almost as a whisper.

"Could it really be... a Grade-8 pill?"