The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron
Chapter 1218 - Chapter 1218 Chapter 1217 State of Mind

Chapter 1218: Chapter 1217: State of Mind Chapter 1218: Chapter 1217: State of Mind Jade Qincheng looked at Fang Lin in astonishment. What is this guy talking about? A pill refining contest with me, a member from the Seven Seas Taoist Sect, is just a trivial matter? Where does this confidence come from?

However, Jade Qincheng, after all, is Jade Qincheng. After a brief shock, she calmed herself down and her mental state was not disturbed by Fang Lin’s words.

Seeing Jade Qincheng regaining her composure in an instant, Fang Lin’s eyes showed a slight surprise and he thought to himself that this woman was truly extraordinary; no wonder even Long Zhixin had lost to her.

For a Pill Refiner, in addition to having superb skills, the mental state is also extremely important, especially before pill refining and during the process itself. One must have a stable mind. If the mental state is unstable and fluctuates, it is easy to make mistakes in pill refining.

Sometimes, Pill Refiners do not even realize that their mental state has been affected, leading to the failure of pill refining.

Fang Lin, naturally, was not someone who acted recklessly. The reason he spoke that way was to deliberately disturb Jade Qincheng’s composure, causing her to feel unsettled.

But unexpectedly, this woman with a scar on her face was even more composed than he had imagined. Her cultivation in mental state was indeed quite profound.

“You’re very confident,” said Jade Qincheng, smiling faintly. If one were to ignore the scar on her face, Jade Qincheng would look very beautiful when she smiled.

Fang Lin responded, “Confidence comes naturally from strength. It is foolish to be blindly confidence without strength.”

Jade Qincheng nodded, seemingly in agreement with Fang Lin’s words.

“May I ask you a question?” Fang Lin said earnestly, staring at Jade Qincheng’s face.

“Go ahead and ask,” responded Jade Qincheng.

Fang Lin looked at the scar on Jade Qincheng’s face for a good while and asked, “Why do you keep this scar?”

Jade Qincheng smiled lightly, “That question, a girl named Long Zhixin also asked me before. The reason is, I feel that this scar doesn’t affect me in any way. I don’t care about how others view me, whether they think I’m beautiful or ugly.”

Upon hearing this, Fang Lin said, “Oh,” and had an even higher opinion of Jade Qincheng. Not many women could be so indifferent to their appearance.

This Jade Qincheng did not care about her looks or how others perceived her, showing that her mental state was profoundly deep, having reached a level akin to still water, hardly affected by external factors.

This was the mental state a skilled Pill Refiner should have. Although Fang Lin was still unclear about Jade Qincheng’s level in the Alchemy Tao, he could tell from her maintaining the scar on her face that her mental strength was extremely powerful.

“However, the fact that you’ve kept it on your face indicates that you do really care, and you’re using this scar to remind yourself not to disturb your composure, right?” Fang Lin said, giving Jade Qincheng a deep look.

Jade Qincheng’s face remained expressionless, but deep inside she felt as if she’d been struck hard. Fang Lin’s words almost caused her to lose control of her mental state.

Fang Lin, particularly sensitive to the nuances of Pill Refiners, could tell that Jade Qincheng’s mental state had finally been disrupted by him.

“I guess, that scar was caused by a pill-refining accident you had in the past,” Fang Lin continued, persistently using the scar on Jade Qincheng’s face to disturb her mental state.

“You’re right, this scar was indeed caused by a pill-refining mishap I had before. Ever since that incident, I’ve kept it as a constant reminder that my heart must not be disturbed,” said Jade Qincheng. She had regained her composure, and even though Fang Lin had reopened an old wound, she still maintained her mental equilibrium.

Fang Lin smiled, “Alright then, it’s no wonder you can represent the Seven Seas in this contest. I hope you won’t disappoint me.”

Jade Qincheng smiled as well, “I also hope you won’t disappoint me because otherwise, this contest would be quite dull.”

Fang Lin did not continue the conversation. His internal injuries had eased a bit, but it was merely a slight relief; injuries to the heart meridian weren’t something that could be healed in a short while.

But now, there wasn’t ample time for Fang Lin to keep healing; he had to defeat the opponent before him.

Fang Lin stood up, his complexion still pale, but the pain in his chest was no longer as intense as before.

“Fang Lin! You can do it!”

“You must win!”

“Defeat the Seven Seas’ barbarians, and raise our Nine Countries’ spirit!”

“The honor of the Pill Alliance rests on you now!”

…

Below the array platform, a wave of cheers rose up; they all came from the Pill Refiners of the Pill Alliance, placing their last hope on Fang Lin.

Even though Fang Lin came with an injury, they believed in his strength. After all, Fang Lin had never tasted defeat in the field of alchemy, being the youngest Master of Pill in the Pill Alliance, the youngest Hall Master, and moreover, a prominent figure in the Pill Alliance.

“You must win!”

A chorus of shouts erupted; at this moment, regardless of their cultivation level, whether Pill Refiners or Martial Artists, all the people of the Nine Countries–even those who previously had some prejudice against Fang Lin–were shouting these four words for him.

You must win!

Fang Lin stood on the array platform, those voices echoing in his ears, yet his mood was exceptionally calm, undisturbed by even the slightest ripple.

“Elder, may I be informed of the content of this contest now?” Fang Lin looked at Elder Tianjun below and asked.

Elder Tianjun immediately replied, “Within the time of seven incense sticks burning, you must refine the Cloud Dream Pill. Once the seventh incense stick burns out, whether successful or not, you must stop. The outcome will be decided based on the duration of the refining and the quality of the pills.”

Fang Lin nodded, and Jade Qincheng looked composed.

The Cloud Dream Pill was an upper fifth-grade pill, and its refining difficulty ranked within the top ten of numerous fifth-grade pills. Many Masters of Pill deemed the Cloud Dream Pill the most difficult to refine.

Moreover, the medicinal ingredients needed for the Cloud Dream Pill were also very difficult to find–first was the Cloud Interspace Fruit, and second, the Hundred Dreams Purple Heart Flower.

One would need to traverse many mountains and great marshes to possibly find these two ingredients, and generally, they would not be very old.

Of course, with the heritage of the Pill Alliance, these two ingredients were naturally not scarce.

Refining the Cloud Dream Pill was the outcome of his discussion with Taoist Chongyun, but at that time, Elder Tianjun did not know that Fang Lin would come with injuries. If he had known earlier, he would not have agreed to let Fang Lin and Jade Qincheng refine the Cloud Dream Pill.

The difficulty of refining the Cloud Dream Pill was one thing; the time it consumed was another, and this was not good for Fang Lin, who was wounded.

Long Zhixin appeared below, unknowingly, staring at the two figures on the platform.

She had previously lost to Jade Qincheng and fainted from vomiting blood in a fit of frustration. Although she had now woken up, her vitality had been damaged.

But upon seeing Fang Lin arrive, Long Zhixin’s eyes shone with a renewed vigor. In her mind, if anyone in the young generation of the Pill Alliance could defeat Jade Qincheng–aside from those who could not make a public appearance–it was only Fang Lin.

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