Chapter 15
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Chapter 15: First Time as a Father
Not long after, Lin Nian took the medicinal herbs and passed them over.
Zhou Luo, who received the medicinal herbs, immediately saw that a hint of inferior-quality herbs was mixed in from a single glance.
He looked toward Lin Nian facing him, his gaze holding a profound meaning.
This guy actually wanted to harm me.
Meanwhile, Lin Nian wore a kind smile and said, \"Junior Brother Zhou, you need to refine earnestly and not disappoint Grandpa Shou, okay?\"
\"Rest assured, Senior Brother,\" Zhou Luo said with a smile as he took the herbs.
\"Begin,\" Lin Zhi Shou declared calmly, sitting upright in the chair.
Zhou Luo slowly sorted and placed the medicinal herbs into the furnace; of course, he also put in the inferior-quality herbs.
Seeing this, Lin Nian sneered coldly.
Later, if this guy failed in refining, he would whisper a few words in Grandpa Shou\’s ear, and even if he couldn\’t make this guy leave, he could certainly cause him to lose Grandpa Shou\’s trust.
After placing the herbs, Zhou Luo concentrated and began to stir the spiritual energy within his body.
With the spiritual energy circulating, a spiritual light flickered on him, and the next second, he pointed with his right hand as a crimson beam of light entered the furnace.
Whoosh—inside the furnace, fierce flames erupted and enveloped all the medicinal herbs together.
Aided by the blazing flames, those herbs began breaking down and melting, hissing with burning sounds.
Zhou Luo then released another stream of spiritual energy into it.
Under his control, the melted herbs were reorganizing and fusing.
The process of fusion was when the Pill Master\’s skill in controlling the herbs was most evident.
Usually, top-level Pill Masters could fuse the herbs perfectly together and fully utilize their medicinal properties.
Like Lin Zhi Shou, he could achieve a ninety-five percent fusion rate for a Vitality Pill.
But for a typical beginner Pill Master, a seventy percent fusion rate was already considered very successful.
Once the fusion rate fell below fifty percent, failing to form the pill was highly likely.
The fusion rate related not just to the Pill Master\’s skill but also to the materials of the herbs.
Based on Zhou Luo\’s usual performance, he could manage a sixty percent fusion rate, yet if inferior-quality herbs were used, the fusion rate would greatly decrease.
This was why Lin Nian was confident that Zhou Luo would fail.
But Zhou Luo was not worried about this issue.
Because as a top-level first-level Pill Master, he could still reach a fusion rate above eighty percent even if using all inferior herbs.
Thus, under his formidable ability, the herbs were continuously combining and refining, showing no sign of failure.
This scene made Lin Nian frown.
In his judgment, with Zhou Luo\’s ability, it was surely impossible to complete the fusion.
Yet this guy wasn\’t affected?
Is he forcibly merging them?
Considering this, Lin Nian\’s furrowed brow gradually relaxed.
If it was forced merging, successfully forming the potion would be absolutely impossible!
Time flowed slowly onward…
Lin Zhi Shou remained as still as if asleep, his eyes closed the entire time.
Lin Nian, meanwhile, was already envisioning a bright future.
As for Zhou Luo, he appeared to be struggling slightly.
Indeed, some struggle was necessary.
Here he was, a top-level first-level Pill Master, concocting an entry-level potion, yet he had to make it look incredibly difficult. It truly required a tremendous effort of will.
Under the cover of his masterful performance, the potion-making process slowly reached its final, most critical step.
Forming the potion.
This moment was often the step with the highest failure rate.
Because it demanded total concentration to ensure the balanced efficacy of every herb. The slightest error would cause the forming process to fail.
A faint smile had already appeared at the corner of Lin Nian\’s mouth, as if he could already see the failure.
Just then, a fragrant aroma of potion suddenly wafted into his nostrils.
Lin Nian thought he might be mistaken. He flared his nostrils slightly, confirming it really was the aroma of potion. His eyes widened in disbelief as he looked towards Zhou Luo.
Beside him, Lin Zhi Shou also opened his eyes. He even rose from his chair and walked straight up to the furnace.
Inside the furnace, amidst the refreshing scent, two Vitality Pills rested clearly on the bottom.
Lin Zhi Shou willed it, and the two Vitality Pills instantly landed in his palm.
He examined them carefully. Finding them flawless in quality, he couldn’t hide his astonishment.
Turning his gaze towards Zhou Luo, his look of approval was almost overflowing: \"Well! Very well! You\’ve actually produced two Vitality Pills in a single refinement.\"
\"It’s all thanks to Senior Brother. If he hadn\’t chosen such high-quality herbs for me, I likely couldn\’t have managed it,\" Zhou Luo said, looking toward the stunned Lin Nian beside him.
Lin Nian jolted slightly, a look of surprise flashing across his face.
Did this kid actually figure it out?
\"You\’ve taken me by surprise. Given time, you will undoubtedly become a first-level Pill Master,\" Lin Zhi Shou stated with conviction, patting his shoulder.
Before this, he had only seen the possibility of Zhou Luo becoming a first-level Pill Master.
But upon witnessing him produce two Vitality Pills in a single furnace within such a short time, he was now certain Zhou Luo would achieve it.
Lin Nian knew Lin Nian had spent three whole years just to master producing two potions per furnace.
Lin Zhi Shou resolved that once Zhou Luo could consistently produce two potions per furnace, he must report this matter to the family head.
The disparity in status between an entry-level Pill Master and a first-level Pill Master was immense.
…
In the following days, Zhou Luo devoted himself to refining his ability to produce two potions per furnace.
Naturally, this process wasn\’t smooth sailing.
If it were too easy, suspicions would certainly arise.
Not long after, Lin Qing Han’s time to give birth arrived.
Outside the room, Zhou Luo clenched and unclenched his fists tightly, his expression tense as he listened to Lin Qing Han\’s cries.
\"Husband, Sister Qing Han will certainly be fine,\" Lin Fei Ying, heavy with child herself, held his hand and comforted him softly from beside him.
\"I know. I\’m just… excited,\" Zhou Luo answered truthfully.
Through two lifetimes, this was his first time becoming a father. Even compelled by circumstance, the excitement was overwhelming.
He had waited so long for this day.
He had even already chosen a name for his first child.
Suddenly, a sharp, clear cry of a newborn pierced the air. Everyone outside the room jolted, faces lighting up with joy.
Precisely at that moment, a notification sound echoed in Zhou Luo’s ears.
[Congratulations, Host, on the birth of your first child. Acquired twenty-year lifespan bonus!]
[As this child possesses Ninth Grade spiritual roots, Host gained 1 talent point!]
[Current Aptitude: Ninth Grade (1/100)]
A stream of messages stunned Zhou Luo momentarily.
The mention of \"talent points\" in particular invigorated him.
So it’s true! If I father children with spiritual roots, my own spiritual roots can potentially advance.
Snapping back to the moment, he looked toward the closed door with deep concern.
The door opened. A midwife, face beaming with joy, held a small infant and announced loudly, \"It\’s a boy!\"
Zhou Luo’s body trembled. He reached out cautiously, taking the small infant. Gazing at the tiny, wrinkled, red face, a broad, unrestrained smile spread across his face.
Starting today, I have my first child!
