Chapter 2048 — What Is a Genius, Part One
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"Mm-hmm!" Han Jingyi put away her earlier cheerful look, and her originally cute little face became incomparably serious. She extended her right hand, and in an instant a cluster of bright red flame appeared out of thin air in her palm.
This was fire-element pill fire.
"So fast?" Wei Zhao's eyes went wide, as if he had seen a ghost—he could scarcely believe it.
That speed was far faster even than Wei Zhao's own condensation. But the pill-fire condensation formula Bai Lingtou had given her was much more complex than the one Wei Zhao had obtained from Zhang Lifeng; it required true qi to circulate through the body's meridians for a long while before pill fire could finally be condensed in the palm.
Yet Han Jingyi seemed to have waited hardly any time at all before pill fire appeared directly in her palm. Wei Zhao found it utterly inconceivable. What kind of speed was this?
"Huh? Is that already fast? Jingjing thought it was still a little slow..." Han Jingyi withdrew the pill fire from her hand and said.
"Still slow..." Wei Zhao's self-esteem took a severe blow. Han Jingyi was practically a freak of nature! But try as he might, Wei Zhao could not understand why Han Jingyi's pill-fire condensation was so fast.
After all, according to Bai Lingtou's pill-fire condensation formula, condensing pill fire within three minutes was already considered very fast, and around five minutes was normal.
His own pill-fire condensation method, obtained from Zhang Lifeng's tomb, was faster than that—normally about a minute, or thirty to fifty seconds at best—but still not as fast as Han Jingyi. Her speed was practically pill fire within twenty seconds!
Of course, the speed of condensing pill fire actually had nothing to do with alchemy, for alchemy was quiet, patient work that could not be rushed. One had to make full preparations, and only then could one concentrate on secluded pill refinement until it succeeded or failed.
So at the start of alchemy, the speed of condensing pill fire made no difference at all—tens of seconds or tens of minutes were much the same, so long as the pill fire was condensed.
And this was also why Bai Lingtou, having long grown accustomed to this pill-fire condensation method, had never bothered to learn any others. After all, all roads lead to Rome; only the speed differed, the result was the same, and there was no need for Bai Lingtou to study other pill-fire condensation methods.