The role of the Alchemy Furnace is not only about whether it will explode.

More importantly, it saves Qin Chuan a lot of time.

He just needs to control the Spiritual Power well, and the Alchemy Furnace will operate automatically, even skipping the grinding step—it's incredibly convenient.

Furthermore, the speed, quantity, and quality of pill formation have all significantly improved.

In less than half an hour, he can refine one batch, producing four more pills than using a crockpot.

At a price of sixty thousand yuan for each Yang Gathering Pill, in less than half an hour, he can earn six hundred thousand.

It's almost more outrageous than a money printing machine.

Using up half of the ten sets of materials all at once.

It wasn't until he felt dizzy that he slowly stopped.

Though the Alchemy Furnace is good, it is also a big eater.

The speed of Spiritual Power consumption exceeded Qin Chuan's estimation, leaving him puzzled.

Logically, the Alchemy Furnace is a Magical Artifact that assists in alchemy; its Spiritual Power consumption should be slightly less than using a crockpot.

But the actual effect was far different from what Qin Chuan expected.

Not only was it not less, but even more.

If not for Qin Chuan practicing the Nine Dragon Creation Skill, he might really be drained by it.

However, Qin Chuan did not worry much. The consumed Spiritual Power could be replenished through cultivation.

The Yang Gathering Pill is still the priority.

Looking at the fifty high-quality Yang Gathering Pills, Qin Chuan seemed to see three million waving at him.

"After all, Yang Gathering Pills are ungraded elixirs. I wonder what the Nine Yang Pill Furnace's performance will be when refining graded elixirs?"

Qin Chuan pondered secretly.

At his current realm, he is still unable to refine those graded elixirs; only upon reaching the Foundation Establishment Realm can he do so.

"Foundation Establishment is a hurdle!" Qin Chuan lamented.

Then he silently put away the Yang Gathering Pills and looked at the Nine Yang Pill Furnace in front of him.

"Where should this thing be placed?"

Although the Nine Yang Pill Furnace is only the size of a basketball, who would casually carry a basketball around town?

Furthermore, this thing is a treasure and can't be left just anywhere.

As Qin Chuan was secretly pondering, the chubby body of the Nine Yang Pill Furnace suddenly trembled.

Qin Chuan was taken aback and rubbed his eyes, feeling that the Pill Furnace seemed to have shrunk a size.

"This thing can change size at will? Isn't it like the Ruyi Jingu Bang?"

He widened his eyes in disbelief.

As if responding to his words, the body of the Pill Furnace trembled again.

This time, the Pill Furnace was only the size of a palm.

"Can it get even smaller? Best if it could be like a keychain." Qin Chuan took out his keys and waved them in front of the Nine Yang Pill Furnace.

The Pill Furnace suddenly bounced twice.

For some reason, an image of gritted teeth and stomping feet involuntarily appeared in Qin Chuan's mind.

"Amazing, this thing has a spirit."

Qin Chuan looked at the Pill Furnace, now the size of a keychain, delighted.

A Pill Furnace with a spirit, this time he's made a big profit.

Qin Chuan picked up the Pill Furnace and clipped it onto his keychain.

The Pill Furnace shook violently, seemingly displeased with his action.

"Hey, you even have a temper, huh?"

Qin Chuan extended his hand and patted the chubby body of the furnace, then casually put the Pill Furnace into his pocket.

In a good mood, he took the refined Yang Gathering Pills and found Old Master Jiang.

"Finished refining? It didn't explode?" Old Master Jiang showed slight surprise.

"Old Jiang, can't you hope for something better for me?" Qin Chuan chuckled wryly.

"Ahem ahem..."

Old Master Jiang's old face blushed, and he smiled awkwardly.

Then he carefully took the elixir pills and examined them: "Mr. Qin, this time the quality seems much better than last time."

Although he couldn't refine elixir pills, he knew about them.

This time, the Yang Gathering Pills exuded a faint medicinal fragrance.

One look and you know it's extraordinary.

Qin Chuan nodded, not denying it.

Subsequently, Old Master Jiang had someone bring a bank card, which he handed to Qin Chuan.

Three million isn't a small amount for him, and he couldn't produce that much all at once.

So he made an advance payment of one million.

The remaining two million would be given to Qin Chuan after the Yang Gathering Pills were sold.

Qin Chuan had no objections, and after taking the bank card, he was ready to go home.

The excessive consumption of Spiritual Power had to be replenished urgently.

The fastest way, of course, was Dual Cultivation.

But, right now, finding someone wasn't appropriate; going home to cultivate quietly was best.

"Yaxin, help grandpa..." Old Master Jiang, as always, wanted to create some alone time for the two young people.

But before he could finish speaking, Wen Yaxin quickly ran to get the car: "Don't worry, grandpa, I know how to handle this."

"This child."

Old Master Jiang smiled and shook his head, his eyes full of doting affection.

Before long, Wen Yaxin's Audi A4 appeared before Qin Chuan.

Due to the excessive consumption of Spiritual Power, not long after getting into the car, Qin Chuan fell asleep.

He didn't know how much time had passed.

Qin Chuan slowly opened his eyes and instinctively glanced in the direction of the driver's seat.

At some point, Wen Yaxin had changed into a crop top and shorts, returning to her usual spicy girl image.

At this moment, she was fast asleep.

The peaceful and sweet appearance was completely different from her usual fiery image.

Qin Chuan rubbed his temples and took out his phone to check the time, only to find it was out of power.

Having no choice, Qin Chuan could only wake Wen Yaxin: "What time is it? Where are we?"

"You're awake?"

Wen Yaxin rubbed her sleepy eyes and took out her phone to look: "It's seven thirty."

Qin Chuan's heart sank slightly.

This late, his stepmother and sister Ye Wenxi must be worried.

He hurriedly borrowed Wen Yaxin's phone to call his stepmother, explaining the situation and saying he'd get back as soon as possible.

While he was on the phone, Wen Yaxin nonchalantly turned on the car's heater.

Due to summer, and the air inside the car not circulating, even before Qin Chuan finished the call, beads of sweat appeared on her neck.

She deliberately pinched her collar, shaking it back and forth to let air in.

As her wrist moved, the two prominent, snow-white mounds on her chest began to appear and disappear.

The sweat on her neck slid down along her sexy collarbone, eventually disappearing into her cleavage.

After a short while, Wen Yaxin's chest and back were soaked.

This made the already snug tube top stick even tighter to her delicate body as if glued to it.

She quietly waited for Qin Chuan to finish the call, then breathlessly said: "Do you feel warm? I feel really stuffy."

As she spoke, she exaggerated her movements, her two little white rabbits on her chest seemingly about to jump out.

Qin Chuan lowered the car window, and a wave of heat hit his face: "It is a bit, where are we?"

In September, Jiang City is still a furnace; even as the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, there's no hint of autumn.

"The parking lot under my house," Wen Yaxin casually replied.

"Wait, why did you bring me here?" Qin Chuan was puzzled.

"I don't know where your home is, I couldn't very well take you to school, could I?"

Wen Yaxin complained, then opened the car door and got out: "I have to go up and change clothes, and drink something cold, then I'll take you back."

"Wait, let's go together, I'm thirsty too."

Qin Chuan said.

Hearing Qin Chuan's words, a sly smile instantly curved on Wen Yaxin's lips. This time, let's see where you can escape to!

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