Chen Lin sighed secretly. Just as he thought, the other party had noticed him from the very beginning.
The reason why things have come to this point today is that he was not careful enough.
But at this moment, Te also calmed down, and said with a sneer: "I can try to help you refine it, but you need to swear an oath to the devil in your heart. As long as I refine the elixir, you can't harm me, and you have to protect me and take me away from here!"
Seeing that the other party did not answer immediately, he immediately stretched his neck and said firmly: "If you don't agree, then please do it. Anyway, it doesn't matter if you die sooner or later. One or two days won't make a difference."
The old man's mouth twitched twice, and suddenly he smiled, "Okay, then it's as you wish. I hope you can give me a surprise."
After saying this, the old man pointed to the sky and swore an oath to the devil in his heart.
Chen Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Of course, even so, he couldn't really rely on the other party for his own safety. As long as he found an opportunity, he would still escape. Everything now was just a delaying tactic.
"Time is running out. I have prepared enough materials. Fellow Daoist Chen, let's get started now!"
The old man slapped his storage bag, and a pile of alchemy materials appeared on the table.
Chen Lin took a quick glance and thought it was enough to practice it more than ten or twenty times.
It seems that what the other party said was right, and he had indeed made sufficient preparations to obtain the Blood Demon Pill.
His eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly said, "Yu Daoyou, as an alchemist, you should also know that distraction is the worst thing to do when refining an elixir, so I have to go back to my room to refine it. Otherwise, don't blame me if I can't refine it."
The ability to hit the target ten times makes the scene of forced success in crafting items too obvious, so try to conceal it as much as possible.
Otherwise it’s hard to explain.
Unexpectedly, the other party agreed very readily.
"Okay, then please do as you please, Fellow Daoist Chen. I only want the Blood Demon Pill. As for how you refine it, I will not get involved."
After saying that, he took out a bag, put all the materials including the alchemy furnace in it, and made a gesture of invitation to Chen Lin.
Chen Lin nodded, picked up the bag silently, and walked towards the door.
Suddenly, he felt a wave of magical power behind him, and his shoulder felt a slight pain as if something had bitten him.
He was about to ask a question when the other party spoke.
"An honest man should not do shady things. I have left a mark on you, but it will not harm you. I will remove it after you finish refining the elixir. Also, don't leave this courtyard during this period, otherwise it will inevitably cause unhappiness."
Chen Lin's expression changed, but he said nothing and walked out silently.
When he returned to his room, he threw the bag to the ground with a gloomy look, his hands clenched so tightly that veins bulged.
But slowly, calm was restored.
There is no point in being furious. If you want to break the situation, you can only be patient.
What he is struggling with now is whether or not to refine the Blood Demon Pill.
The other party can practice the Blood Demon Art by using the Blood Demon Pill. Given the evil nature of the Blood Demon Art, the possibility of successfully building the foundation is very high.
Once the other party becomes a foundation-building master, his hope of escaping his clutches will be even slimmer.
Moreover, it is not impossible that the other party would kill people to silence them in order to keep the secret of practicing the Blood Demon Art.
The oath to the inner demon is indeed binding, but he cannot entrust his life to an oath.
But if he fails to refine the elixir, the other party will be extremely disappointed and will definitely kill him to vent his anger.
After thinking for a long time without being able to come up with a good solution, Chen Lin could only temporarily adopt a delaying tactic and slowly refine the elixir for a few days.
There are many kinds of materials for the Blood Demon Pill, but there is only one main ingredient, which is the blood essence of the monster.
Neither the original owner nor Chen Lin himself had ever seen a monster, they had only heard of it.
According to the recipe, the essence and blood required for this pill must come from a second-level monster or above, and must be extracted from a living creature.
There are no requirements for the type, but the effects of pills made from the essence and blood of different types of monsters will be different after use.
According to his understanding, this elixir should also be considered an alternative foundation-building elixir. After being used and refined through the Blood Demon Art, its own properties have actually changed. It is hard to say whether it can be considered a human being or not.
It is precisely because of this that one can ignore bottlenecks and practice at a rapid speed.
Of course, the price is also very high, which is equivalent to exchanging lifespan for cultivation.
As for whether there are other disadvantages, that is not something he can understand. His knowledge in this area comes from the original owner's memory, and the original owner didn't know much.
A night passed.
Chen Lin did not make the elixir. He simply processed the materials and then took a rest.
The next morning, he washed up first, then cooked a pot of spiritual rice porridge. After he had eaten and drunk his fill, he set up the alchemy furnace, filled it with fuel, and prepared to start the fire.
During this period, he looked into Yu Yuehai's room through the window several times, and each time he saw him standing in front of the door, looking at him with a gloomy face.
It seems like I haven't slept all night.
This is also the reason why he dared not delay any further.
Before lighting the fire, Chen Lin carefully checked the furnace.
This is a regular alchemy furnace with an inscribed magic array on it. Not only does it have a stable temperature and can be used to refine some high-level elixirs, but it also has a certain bonus to the success rate of refining elixirs.
Among the magical instruments, the alchemy furnace is the most expensive.
Alchemy furnaces are also divided into different grades, but even the worst low-grade alchemy furnace is probably worth hundreds of medium-grade spirit stones.
In a foundation-building family, it can be regarded as a family heirloom.
Touching the array pattern engraved on the alchemy furnace with his hands, Chen Lin's heart was burning with excitement. If he had such an alchemy furnace, he could try to refine more advanced elixirs.
Unfortunately, Yu Yuehai's cultivation level was beyond his ability to resist, otherwise he really wouldn't mind killing people for treasure.
He suppressed the greed in his heart and went to the window to look outside again. Yu Yuehai was still standing there with a gloomy face and a cold light flashing in his eyes.
He took a breath, turned around, sat in front of the furnace, and lit the fuel.
The ingredients for the Blood Demon Pill were quite a lot, and the steps were complicated. In addition, it was his first time using a real alchemy furnace, and he failed to control the mana input well. As soon as he opened the furnace, he heard a bang, and all the materials that had been put in turned to nothing.
Chen Lin grinned, not caring about it, and calmly stood up to clean the furnace.
Just delay it as long as possible.
Outside.
Yu Yuehai stood at the door of his room. When he heard the sound coming from Chen Lin's room, the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
"Brother, are you sure this person can refine the Blood Demon Pill?"
A woman's voice sounded from inside the house, and then a figure walked out. It was the female owner of Shuiyue Pavilion.
"I'm not sure, but there's no way. You know the characteristics of the Blood Demon Pill. The success rate is too low and it depends entirely on luck. I have refined it dozens of times and never succeeded. There are only a few dozen pieces of the monster blood I collected before. I know there is no hope, so I can only let him try."
Even he, who was wealthy, couldn't help but frown when he thought of the materials he had wasted.
"But it seems that he has never used even a magical instrument-level alchemy furnace. He has wasted a furnace of materials before the furnace formation was activated. Can this person really refine the Primordial Pill and Enlightenment Pill that you improved?"
The woman's face was filled with suspicion.