There was no issue with the elixir recipe; the problem must have been in the alchemy techniques.

Chu Feng had refined most of the auxiliary medicines many times and was very familiar with their properties. Only the Corpse Flower was too rare, so he was not well-acquainted with its attributes.

During the refinement, Chu Feng used the Abnormal Fire for precise extraction, eliminating its internal yin energy and evil energy.

This should be the crux of the issue.

"Let's try again; hopefully, it will succeed!" Chu Feng once more took one-fifth of the Corpse Flower.

This time, however, he decided to boldly retain its yin energy and evil nature.

After cleaning the waste residue in the Pill Furnace, Chu Feng composed himself and began anew.

...

A day later, faint aroma of medicine wafted from the Pill Furnace. With a single inhale, his mind shook, and his soul seemed to float, as if trying to escape his body.

Chu Feng felt a pleased thrill in his heart, knowing the elixir was about to be successfully refined.

As time passed, a mass of pure energy appeared above the Pill Furnace.

"Buzz-buzz~!"

The furnace lid vibrated continuously.

"Open!"

Chu Feng struck the decision with a finger, and the Pill Furnace lid popped open, followed by a burst of five-colored auspicious energy flying out. It hovered in the Alchemy Room, spiraling around the beams, and after five circles, the five-colored auspicious energy slowly contracted.

Then its true form was revealed.

It was surprisingly a glistening large pellet. Its whole body was shiny with black light, surrounded by pure energy, with excellent appearance.

"Collect!"

Chu Feng had already prepared the Jade Box. He pointed at the elixir hovering in mid-air.

It was drawn into the Jade Box by Chu Feng, and after closing the lid, he sealed the seams with wax to prevent the medicinal energy from escaping.

"This elixir is a Ninth Grade Reviving Elixir, slightly below my expectation. It should suffice for Chang'e's preservation, though surely the effect won't meet my expectations." Chu Feng successfully refined a Ninth Grade Reviving Elixir, his heart filled with joy.

Chang'e's life had the most basic assurance.

He didn't even take a breath before he immediately grabbed the elixir and rushed to Fengluan Palace at the fastest speed.

"My husband, you finally emerged; did you succeed?"

Han Xiaoying and Han Shuang happily came to meet him.

"Yes, I refined a Ninth Grade Reviving Elixir, but it didn't meet expectations!" Chu Feng nodded and walked straight to the sickbed in the room.

Through the pink canopy, Chang'e lying on the bed was faintly visible.

"How is her condition?" Chu Feng asked.

"It's getting worse; her breath is increasingly weak!" Han Xiaoying shook her head, sighing, her delicate face full of worry. "I'm really worried that if we don't treat her in time, she might..."

Though she didn't speak it aloud, Chu Feng understood Han Xiaoying's meaning.

He parted the canopy, instantly seeing a beautiful yet pale and dim face, once a captivating beauty that drove men to obsession. Her delicate brows were furrowed with a painful expression.

Part of her mind had been devoured, her 'soul's nest' damaged, leaving her Divine Soul homeless and without nourishment.

Slowly, she withered away.

What awaited her was only death.

Chu Feng held her hand, feeling its icy coldness. Trying with his two fingers to press her pulse point, he felt a weak pulse, intermittently stopping, frighteningly inconsistent.

"Chang'e, you must recover, give me a chance to atone!"

"All our moments on Changbai Immortal Mountain, the vows we've made, every word, every scene, I remember crystal clear. Even with reincarnation, it cannot make me forget those lovely memories."

Chu Feng instinctively covered her icy jade hand, placing it on his face.

With eyes closed, tears slid down his cheeks.

Only in loss do we realize what to cherish.

Chu Feng could no longer deceive himself—Chang'e had always held a significant place in his heart.

Without love, where comes hate?

If not for the depth of love, how could there be intense hatred?

After a moment, Chu Feng covered her with the blanket and stood up, "Xiao Ying, do not give her this Ninth Grade Reviving Elixir yet. I just checked; although her body is in dire condition, her internal immortal energy offers protection. Delaying another day shouldn't cause too much harm."

"If I haven't come out by sunset tomorrow, then give her this Ninth Grade Reviving Elixir to consume."

After speaking, Chu Feng quickly walked out of the palace without a backward glance.

"What does my husband mean?" About Chang'e's life and death, Han Xiaoying dared not make random guesses.

"I plan to enter seclusion again to refine a more effective elixir. If successful, the chance to save her will be greater."

As Chu Feng's words landed, he was already gone.

With Han Xiaoying and Han Shuang looking after her, he felt reassured.

Examining Chang'e's condition earlier, he naturally noticed the Lifebound Sword Essence left within Chang'e by Han Xiaoying and Han Shuang.

This moved Chu Feng deeply.

Still, he didn't mention it, but he respected and cherished them even more. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

...

In the Alchemy Room, Chu Feng first meditated to recover for a two hours. Once his body reached peak condition, he began refining the Reviving Elixir.

"Although I successfully refined it last time, my handling of the Corpse Flower wasn't perfect. Too much yin energy and evil characteristics were retained, too many impurities, severely affecting the quality of the elixir."

Chu Feng coolly pondered the shortcomings, continually summarizing his experiences.

The second attempt at refining the Reviving Elixir had been somewhat too conservative. To prevent failure again, his handling of the Corpse Flower had been very coarse.

Looking back now, the problem lay there.

Otherwise, with Chu Feng's alchemy skills and the Ten thousand years Corpse Flower as the main medicinal ingredient, the refined elixir should be well beyond Ninth Grade.

Gritting his teeth, Chu Feng took out the remaining Corpse Flower.

After preparing all the auxiliary medicines, he began refining the Reviving Elixir again. Having already refined it twice, he was very familiar with the entire process.

Heating the furnace, purifying the furnace, refining auxiliary medicines... Every step was memorized, flowing smoothly like clouds and water.

With solid skills and good fortune, this time the alchemy process was unexpectedly smooth.

Slowly, a mass of pure energy coiled above the Pill Furnace, condensing without dispersing.

"Still Ninth Grade?" Chu Feng felt a little disappointed.

Across the entire Divine Martial Continent, perhaps only Chu Feng would hold such stringent demands for himself. Other Alchemy Venerates would be thrilled if they managed to refine a Ninth Grade Elixir once every ten attempts.

Yet Chu Feng successfully refined two consecutive Ninth Grade Elixirs and still felt unsatisfied.

He hoped to refine a Super Ninth Grade Reviving Elixir.

Greedy and insatiable.

He couldn't be blamed; concerning Chang'e's life or death, he had to be greedy.

Only by refining a Super Ninth Grade Reviving Elixir could he ensure Chang'e receives the best possible treatment.

As time passed, the pure energy above the Pill Furnace grew increasingly concentrated, yet the Pill Furnace showed no signs of the elixir forming, causing Chu Feng to fret internally.

By all accounts, it should have formed by now.

Could it be that this time, the amount of medicine ingredients used was twice as much as last time?

This batch of ingredients could produce three Ninth Grade Reviving Elixirs.