The Strongest Dandy in the City Chapter 2402 -

Arrived at the second level of the Medicine Tower.

The space was vast, with nothing around.

The air suddenly became turbulent and twisted, making Ye Chenfeng feel dizzy.

After a moment.

Once everything calmed down.

A Blue Medicinal Cauldron appeared before Ye Chenfeng, with flames burning inside, and a faint aroma of medicine wafting out.

Plumes of smoke rose from the cauldron, eventually forming characters in the void.

"Successfully refine the Seventh-Rank Purple Yuan Elixir to pass!"

The scene formed now was supposed to be an illusion, but it was indistinguishable from reality to Ye Chenfeng.

He sensed the situation inside the Blue Medicinal Cauldron.

The Seventh-Rank Purple Yuan Elixir inside had already been half-refined, and it was nearly ruined.

To continue refining an elixir that’s nearly ruined and make it successful is extremely difficult.

After all, every alchemist’s refining techniques and details are different, and even a tiny deviation can cause the elixir to be ruined.

Most importantly, this Seventh-Rank Purple Yuan Elixir was already close to being ruined.

Even an average Eighth-Grade Alchemist would likely struggle to take this nearly ruined Seventh-Rank elixir and make it successful.

As Ye Chenfeng sensed the situation within the cauldron, the recipe for the Seventh-Rank Purple Yuan Elixir imprinted itself in his mind.

In this illusion.

Ye Chenfeng couldn’t use the Green Flame but could only control the fire inside the Blue Medicinal Cauldron to refine.

An average Eighth-Grade Alchemist would find it difficult.

But is Ye Chenfeng an average Eighth-Grade Alchemist?

As Ye Chenfeng entered the second level of the Medicine Tower.

The scene inside the Medicine Tower reappeared outside.

After everyone saw the challenge on the second level of the Medicine Tower, they were all perplexed.

Though the challenges on the second and third levels change every time, over three hundred years ago, when Li Wunian passed through the Medicine Tower, he also had to continue refining a half-finished, nearly ruined elixir to success on the second level.

Back then, Li Wunian was a Fifth-Rank Alchemist, and the elixir he had to continue refining to success was only a Third-Rank Elixir.

With his Fifth-Rank Alchemist skills at the time, he narrowly refined that almost ruined Third-Rank elixir to success.

The difficulty of continuing to refine an elixir half-made by others, especially one nearly ruined, is significant.

Today, no one knows what level Ye Chenfeng’s alchemy skills are. Though he controlled a hundred flames on the first level of the Medicine Tower, controlling fire alone doesn’t mean his overall alchemy skills are high.

Moreover, this time, the Seventh-Rank Purple Yuan Elixir appeared on the second level. To refine a half-made, nearly ruined Seventh-Rank elixir to success, one’s alchemy skills must be at least Eighth-Grade, and even average Eighth-Grade Alchemists can’t achieve it—it demands a top-tier Eighth-Grade Alchemist.

In the past, Li Wunian only needed to continue refining a Third-Rank elixir on the second level.

Why does Ye Chenfeng now have to continue refining a Seventh-Rank elixir? No one here believes there’s no trickery involved, and given Ye Chenfeng’s youth, how could his alchemy skills reach Eighth-Grade? It’s impossible.

"Despicable, too despicable, is this the so-called Medicine Saint Hall? When did the Medicine Tower test become this hard?" Zhang Zhixing said indignantly.

In the deep stone chamber of the Medicine Saint Hall, Chang Baiwu and Yu Mingsong’s mouths carried slight smiles, as if they already foresaw the outcome.

"To restore a half-made, nearly ruined Seventh-Rank Purple Yuan Elixir to success, even I can only be thirty percent sure we need to explain to the outsiders later and provide a reason, only attributing it to a problem with the Medicine Tower," Chang Baiwu said calmly.

"We should also consider what compensation we can offer this young man, so he willingly accepts and doesn’t resent us," Yu Mingsong contemplated.

Li Wunian hadn’t spoken all along. Regardless of the final outcome, he needed to find a way to eliminate Ye Chenfeng.

Within the second level of the Medicine Tower.

Ye Chenfeng adjusted his breathing.

The voice of Old White Wu Fengxian echoed in his mind: "Little guy, saving an elixir that’s nearly ruined, and half-made by someone else is ten to dozens of times harder than starting from scratch. You’ve hardly faced such a situation before."

"Thus, I never had the chance to teach you this alchemy technique. I created this technique specifically for situations like this."

"Pay close attention, I’ll demonstrate it in your mind once."

...

After Old White Wu Fengxian’s demonstration.

Ye Chenfeng’s arm began to dance as Spiritual Energy and Divine Sense surged into the cauldron, first controlling the flame inside.

His presence remained firmly in the Earth God Realm.

After controlling the flame in the Blue Medicinal Cauldron, following Old White Wu Fengxian’s demonstrated technique, Ye Chenfeng adeptly began refining.

The flame was controlled impeccably.

Every wisp of air, Spiritual Energy, and airflow within the cauldron was precisely aligned to perfection.

Ye Chenfeng’s refining technique flowed seamlessly like clouds and water, giving an aesthetic sensation.

As time passed.

The aroma of medicine wafting from the cauldron grew stronger.

Suddenly.

A seven-colored rainbow phenomenon.

Formed atop the cauldron.

This indicated the success of the Seventh-Rank Elixir refining.

Only upon successful refinement does the seven-colored rainbow phenomenon appear.

After the seven-colored rainbow appeared, the path to the third level emerged, and Ye Chenfeng forcefully proceeded.

The air in the second level stirred again.

After the successful refinement of the Seventh-Rank Elixir, the illusion vanished, as did the cauldron.

Ye Chenfeng ascended the path to the third level of the Medicine Tower.

Outside the Medicine Tower was silent.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, unable to believe their eyes—did Ye Chenfeng truly continue refining the nearly ruined Seventh-Rank Purple Yuan Elixir to success? What does this mean? Even if Ye Chenfeng were a Seventh-Rank Alchemist, he couldn’t possibly continue refining a Seventh-Rank elixir to success unless he were an Eighth-Grade Alchemist, and he’d have to be at least an Eighth-Grade Alchemist to achieve it.

Aspiring alchemist Zhang Chengwen, stupefiedly said: "He, he must be at least an Eighth-Grade Alchemist? Same rank as the ancestors of the Medicine Saint Hall? How old is he? He should be around my age, right?"

Zhang Chengwen was hundreds of years old himself, and his guess was far from accurate.

Zhang Chengwen bitterly regretted not knowing sooner that Ye Chenfeng was at least an Eighth-Grade Alchemist; he’d have begged to become Ye Chenfeng’s disciple at all costs.

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