"Um, I guess I did learn it—I learned it from my mother," Ling Baobao continued with the Hand Formation, but there was no response from the useless stone.
"It’s impossible, even if the quality is impure and meteorite gold can’t be refined, there should be some reaction, right? How can there be no reaction at all?" Ling Baobao’s face was full of confusion as he talked to himself.
"Why don’t you try changing the sequence?" Mu Hanyan casually suggested. She had succeeded in refining Cangxuan Cloud Silk by changing the sequence, and had some experience with this.
"What, you can just change the sequence?" Ling Baobao looked at Mu Hanyan in surprise.
"Yeah, using that Hand Formation right now, you get no reaction; if you change the sequence, wouldn’t that make it exactly right for a reaction?" Mu Hanyan said impatiently.
This Ling Baobao seems not to be stupid, how could he not understand such a simple concept?
"Yeah, why didn’t I think of that?" Ling Baobao slapped his forehead in excitement, then looked at Mu Hanyan with a troubled expression, "But how should I change it? My second master once said, on the Cultivation Path, in all things, there is a rationale to follow; the sequence probably shouldn’t be changed randomly, right?"
It seems this guy has no shortage of masters, so how did they teach such a foolish disciple?
"Why do you have such a blockhead, what Cultivation Path, what principle of all things, weren’t they all discovered bit by bit through trial and error by our predecessors? Look, just try something randomly, what’s the harm going to be? Will it kill someone?" Mu Hanyan said, then casually performed the Hand Formation.
These Alchemy Hand Formulas were elementary, quite simple, and after giving them a few more glances, Mu Hanyan managed to learn most of them, also casually adding a few Hand Formulas she had seen from Ling Baobao.
"Pfft!" A wisp of blue smoke rose from the useless stone.
The Alchemy Liquid that was dripped earlier had not entirely evaporated, but as its efficacy waned, it could no longer be effective. A few casual Hand Formulas from Mu Hanyan maximized the remaining effect of the liquid, making sure none of it was wasted.
"Eh!" Ling Baobao stared at Mu Hanyan in shock.
The reason why Mu Hanyan’s Hand Formulas worked was obviously because she had combined the sequences from both him and Yao Guangcheng. But he clearly hadn’t tried hard, just performing them randomly, and yet they had taken effect.
Thinking about the hundreds, even thousands of times he had tried without success, now that Mu Hanyan had randomly gestured a few times and succeeded, Ling Baobao felt his self-esteem greatly injured.
What he didn’t know was that not long ago, a top alchemist from the Royal Family’s court, whose fame was hundreds to thousands of times greater than his, had suffered an even bigger blow.
Mu Hanyan herself was also stunned. How could it be, another success? Could this hand really turn stone into gold?
Beside her, Yuan Tianbo also opened his mouth in surprise. How did this good-for-nothing suddenly transform into a genius in half a year? He knew that the Hand Formation was also something he had learned, after studying it for half a year, and it was still hit or miss. Looking at Mu Hanyan’s rusty movements, it was clear she had just learned them today, but they worked at the first attempt. Fresh chapters posted on novel·fiɾe·net
But it was fine, it was just a useless stone anyway—they could let them play with it without worrying.
Just as he was thinking this, Yuan Tianbo heard exclamations from the crowd: "Look, look, it’s not a useless stone, it’s actually... actually Chenyun Gold!"
"What!" Yuan Tianbo almost jumped.
Looking carefully, indeed, the corner of what had been deemed a raw stone, a useless stone, was shining with a hazy color like the morning glow, a flowing radiance, was it not the Chenyun Gold that was more expensive than even Purple Cloud Star!