"Bang!!"
The Shennong Cauldron emitted a resonant boom, immediately followed by billowing black smoke spilling out from the exhaust port.
"Cough cough..."
Mu Jinyu couldn't help but cough a few times, reaching up to wipe the sweat on his forehead, leaving several black streaks across his face.
"Another failure; I've wasted three batches of ingredients. This is really costing me a fortune!"
Mu Jinyu complained with a tone of quiet resentment.
Since he had started to engage in alchemy, he had blown up three batches already, wasting the materials for three batches of Rush Yuan Pills, which pained him greatly.
When had he ever faced such a grievance in his past alchemy endeavors?
He had always succeeded with the first batch of elixir.
A little failure would result in fewer pills or fewer Danwen, but after three batches and getting the hang of it, he would be able to reliably produce six pills per batch, each pill with six perfect Elixir Patterns!
