Invincible Little School Doctor Chapter 2386: You Call That a Mysterious Pill?

Ma Yi soon began alchemy, and things went smoothly at first. He extracted more than seventy types of materials one by one, showing a decent foundation.

But as he moved to later steps, mistakes kept piling up despite his best efforts, and the first batch ended in a Pill Explosion.

Hua Wen kept his promise and pointed out several places where Ma Yi neglected during the alchemy.

After receiving pointers, Ma Yi regained his state and quickly began the second batch refinement.

This batch went even better than before; everything went smoothly at first. Just as he was about to collect the pill, a mishap happened, causing the pill to crack in the end.

Instead of being anxious, Ma Yi was pleased, as he felt he finally saw the hope of pill formation.

He had refined the Heavenly Soul Blood Fusion Pill many times before but had never reached this level; it was extraordinary performance.

Unfortunately, the saying goes like chasing a mountain kills the horse; the seemingly close success was reluctant to meet Ma Yi.

The third and fourth attempts ended in failure; the progress wasn’t even close to the second attempt.

Seeing there was one chance left, Ma Yi hesitated to move and discussed with Hua Wen for half an hour until all doubts seemed resolved.

This time, he put in twelve minutes worth of effort, nearly exhausting all his potential.

Finally, Pill Lightning appeared, and a fragrant aroma erupted.

Elated, Ma Yi prepared to use the Pill Collection Technique to collect the pill from the furnace.

Perhaps too excited, his movements suddenly became chaotic.

Boom~

Due to inappropriate control, one of the two pills in Ma Yi’s Pill Furnace shattered instantly.

"Not good!"

Ma Yi exclaimed in shock and hurriedly readjusted his mindset to preserve the last pill.

His efforts finally reaped rewards as he successfully collected the last pill into his hand.

"I did it, I did it!"

Delighted beyond measure, Ma Yi held the last Heavenly Soul Blood Fusion Pill and boasted before Hua Wen.

Hua Wen stroked his chin and nodded with satisfaction: "Though it’s not of the highest quality, given the difficulty of refining this pill, reaching this level is indeed quite rare."

"Deacon Ma is truly talented; achieving advanced pill refinement in just five batches, that rascal pales in comparison to you."

"Indeed, where does he get the confidence to boast he could duel pills with Deacon Ma? He truly doesn’t know the immensity of heaven and earth!"

"I’ve noticed his Pill Room has shown no sign of activity; it seems he couldn’t even complete the liquid fusion. An impudent clown like him is no match for Deacon Ma, not even with a finger."

Many around complimented Ma Yi upon seeing his pill formation.

Ma Yi basked in flattery, his chubby face blossoming into a smile.

As the laughter continued, an untimely voice suddenly arose: "This thing, is it worthy of being called a Mysterious Pill?"

The crowd turned to the voice, finding it was Ye Haochuan, unbeknownst when he appeared among them.

In truth, he had long emerged from the Pill Room, mingling unnoticed as everyone focused solely on Ma Yi.

"Don’t speak nonsense, kid! What makes this pill not a Mysterious Pill?" Ma Yi retorted angrily.

Ye Haochuan chuckled lightly and said, "Mysterious Pills are categorized into Mortal Level, Spirit Level, and Perfect Level. Your pill’s texture is loose; its surface cracks like a parched land, crumbling at a touch. Such a pill’s efficacy doesn’t even reach half the Mortal Level’s threshold. Is that a Mysterious Pill?"

"This..."

Ma Yi’s face reddened with embarrassment but was at a loss for words.

Ye Haochuan’s words were indeed truthful; due to the final mishap, the pill suffered severe damage, and forming into a pill alone was already commendable, let alone worrying about its efficacy.

"Deacon Ma’s Mysterious Pill may lack, but it was refined nonetheless. Where’s your pill then?" someone offered support to Ma Yi.

"That’s right; seems you’re downgrading Deacon Ma’s pill merely because you couldn’t refine one yourself, trying to make yourself less embarrassed. Such childish trickery, truly juvenile to the extreme."

The crowd wasted no disdainful gaze upon Ye Haochuan.

Uninterested in futile arguments, Ye Haochuan drew out a pill, presenting it to Hua Wen: "Please inspect, does my Heavenly Soul Blood Fusion Pill measure up to Deacon Ma’s?"

Hua Wen’s eyes lit up at the sight of the pill, snatching it eagerly to examine closely.

"Cracks are so minuscule, abundant Spirit Halo surrounding the pill, occasionally emitting beast calls; this pill, if not Spirit Level, is certainly close!" Hua Wen’s voice trembled slightly.

Ye Haochuan’s pill shimmered brightly, making Ma Yi’s pill look like comparing a pearl to a mud pie, the contrast plain even to an amateur.

This level of pill wasn’t impossible for him to refine, but how old was Ye Haochuan?

Having such high alchemical expertise at just over twenty, his future achievements might surpass countless layers beyond measure!

The people who previously praised Ma Yi now wore flushed faces as if they’d been slapped multiple times.

"Who’s to say he didn’t acquire that pill elsewhere, using it to cover?" Someone tried a final struggle.

Before Ye Haochuan could explain, Hua Wen already countered, "This pill still retains warmth, clearly freshly refined. If anyone continues to utter jealous words with malicious intent, don’t blame this old man for being ruthless!"

With those words, the crowd dared not utter a word further, all sulkily closing their mouths.

Only Ma Yi remained unconvinced, muttering sourly, "If not for the last-minute mishap, I would have refined two pills, both of high quality!"

Hua Wen’s face darkened, reprimanding: "You’ve lived for four or five decades and still use ’if’ as an excuse? The world only looks at results; any ’if’ is your inept craftsmanship, a useless pretext!"

Ma Yi clenched his teeth, glared at Ye Haochuan, still grudgingly.

Ye Haochuan cast a mocking glance at Ma Yi, scoffing, "Even if your ’if’ were valid, you’d still lose because... I successfully refined three pills!"

As he spoke, Ye Haochuan drew out two more pills, placing them in Hua Wen’s hand.

"Impossible!"

Ma Yi’s eyes widened, unwilling to believe.

Not only he but even Hua Wen looked astounded at Ye Haochuan.

Five batches of materials amounted to three successful pills, and each nearing Spirit Level quality—something even he couldn’t accomplish!

Is this boy truly that formidable?

With doubts, Hua Wen inspected the pills once more, concluding, "No mistake, these three pills were freshly refined."

The crowd erupted into commotion upon his declaration.

Some doubted, while others admired Ye Haochuan, wishing to apprentice under him to learn such high pill formation proficiency.

Only Ma Yi remained, like petrified under Medusa’s curse, immobile!

"Deacon Ma, let the slaps and claims of having no eyes begin!"

Ye Haochuan’s triumphant voice snapped Ma Yi from his dazed state.