Everything happening in the Blood Red Space was unknown to Ye Yiming.
At this moment, Ye Yiming was comprehending the legendary Pig's Foot Mode. It was that kind of domineering aura, where the tiger's body shook, attracting many followers, and a bunch of beautiful women throwing themselves at him, displaying the demeanor of a king.
Unfortunately, even when a maid called Ye Yiming for dinner, he was still hoping for some outstanding performance from her. However, her expression was the same as usual, disappointing Ye Yiming, who sighed in sorrow.
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Feeling gloomy, Ye Yiming finished dinner and immediately returned to his room to continue his alchemy. Because Ye Yiming firmly believed that once he had pills and wealth, won't the followers and beauties come flocking?
However, Ye Yiming had no intention of continuing to refine Intermediate Warrior Pills. With an eighty percent success rate, nine out of ten times he could successfully refine Intermediate Warrior Pills. Therefore, Ye Yiming decided to start refining Advanced Warrior Pills.
In fact, Ye Yiming was looking forward to refining mutated Advanced Warrior Pills, which would be amazing! Although he knew the possibility was slim, there was no harm in thinking about it!
After sorting out the black ash from the previous failed attempts at Intermediate Warrior Pills, Ye Yiming carefully took out the package containing the herbs for refining Advanced Warrior Pills. He couldn't afford to be careless! Despite the package not being very large and weighing less than twenty catties, the herbs inside were Ye Yiming's entire wealth.
Although Ye Yiming usually spent money lavishly, his actual wealth was only a little over one hundred gold, which was pitifully little. After returning from the Zihuang Palace yesterday, Ye Yiming packed and sold all the items in his room and secretly 'borrowed' some ornamental fish from Old Master Ye's small courtyard.
However, even with these actions, Ye Yiming only managed to gather less than one thousand gold. In the end, Ye Yiming had to beg his mother for money, but ever since the incident involving Ye Yiming, Wang Yulian had kept a strict watch over him and even cut off his pocket money.
Fortunately, Ye Yiming had understood the essence of "cry, make a scene, or threaten suicide." Finally, in a shameless manner, he acted cute and cried in front of Wang Yulian, softening her heart and getting one thousand gold from her.
Thinking back on this, Ye Yiming felt a bit embarrassed. Damn it! Who would have thought that I, the outstanding and divine (god of otaku) Ye Yiming, would pretend to cry and act cute for a mere thousand gold!!!
If I had another chance, I would definitely say to God, "Great Lord in Heaven, please give me more chances like this!"
After sighing, Ye Yiming focused his mind because the herbs worth nearly two thousand gold in his hand were his path to prosperity! He took out some herbs and was about to put them into the pill furnace when he thought for a moment and reduced the quantity of herbs. Since this was his first time refining Advanced Warrior Pills, using enough for three pills would suffice. This way, even if he failed later, he wouldn't feel so bad!
After refining Intermediate Warrior Pills multiple times, Ye Yiming had a good understanding of the herb quantities required for pill refinement. He couldn't be sure about the exact amount, but he was confident about three to five pills.
After putting the herbs into the pill furnace, Ye Yiming held the eccentric pill furnace close to his chest, chanting softly and feeling the presence of gods and buddhas in his heart.
It turned out that Ye Yiming's approach was effective. After his chanting, the system immediately issued a prompt, making Ye Yiming burst into laughter.
"System Prompt: Congratulations to the host for successfully refining the pill! Obtained one Advanced Warrior Pill! Alchemy proficiency increased by 5 points."
Advanced Warrior Pill: A human-grade lower-tier pill. After consuming it, an Intermediate Warrior can become an Advanced Warrior, gaining 1875 cultivation points.
Although he only refined one Advanced Warrior Pill, Ye Yiming was still satisfied. As long as he didn't fail, it was enough.
Ye Yiming calculated roughly that even if he refined one pill each time, he could still refine a total of twenty thousand gold worth of Advanced Warrior Pills. Of course, that was under the condition of no failures. But even if there were a few failures, Ye Yiming could accept it.
Moreover, the cultivation points of this Advanced Warrior Pill were as many as 1875. Only 125 cultivation points short of the perfect 2000 for an Advanced Warrior Pill, it could already be classified as top-grade.
Such top-grade pills were naturally not to be sold by Ye Yiming. Good things were meant to be kept for oneself. Without hesitation, Ye Yiming immediately stored the Advanced Warrior Pill in the system's storage grid.
After finishing, Ye Yiming started his alchemy business again.
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Alchemy success! Alchemy failure!
Time passed slowly like this, and Ye Yiming, who had been in a state of excitement all along, didn't feel much about it. He was completely immersed in alchemy. Success meant collecting the pills and starting another round of alchemy, while failure meant turning the herbs into black ash and starting again.
Although he repeated these monotonous and boring actions, Ye Yiming didn't feel bored at all. In his eyes, each pill had turned into a pile of gold! Whenever he succeeded in alchemy, Ye Yiming would grin foolishly. After a failure, he would feel a pang in his heart and pat his chest.
Until a moment when Ye Yiming reached for the package but found nothing inside. Turning his head, he realized the package was empty, and the herbs worth nearly two thousand gold had been used up!
Ye Yiming frowned, immediately looked out the window, and saw that it was already getting light outside. A whole night had passed!
It's already morning? Ye Yiming was surprised. He never expected that he would spend the whole night refining pills. But now, he didn't feel the slightest bit sleepy, which was quite surprising!
Counting the pills he had refined yesterday during the day, the total was as follows: one hundred and thirty Intermediate Warrior Pills and, most importantly, over three hundred Advanced Warrior Pills, precisely three hundred and twenty-three!
Three hundred and twenty-three Advanced Warrior Pills! If converted into gold, with each pill worth one hundred gold, the total would be thirty-two thousand three hundred gold!
Thirty-two thousand gold! Just thinking that yesterday he was sulking for one or two thousand gold and acting cute and crying, Ye Yiming felt as if he had been hit by a huge windfall from the sky, feeling extremely happy.
"Smack! Smack!" Happiness came too suddenly, making Ye Yiming feel somewhat unreal. He immediately gave himself two slaps on the face.
"Ouch! That hurts!" The burning sensation on his face told Ye Yiming that this wasn't a dream; it was real!
"Hehehehe!" After confirming that it wasn't a dream, Ye Yiming laughed foolishly.
This sudden laughter scared a maid passing by his door, who immediately screamed and ran away.
It was only at this moment that Ye Yiming was awakened by the scream. He quickly wiped the saliva from his mouth, tidied up the pills, and casually walked out of the room as if nothing had happened.
Thirty-two thousand gold! Ye Yiming was excited; he couldn't wait to find Wang Weilong. He couldn't wait to turn these pills into gold.
Just as Ye Yiming stepped out of the door and took a few steps, Wang Yulian saw him. Seeing Ye Yiming's hurried appearance, Wang Yulian asked, "Ming'er, where are you rushing to so early in the morning?"
"Nowhere, just morning exercises. I'll be back soon," Ye Yiming said, increasing his pace, not wanting to be stopped by his mother at such a critical moment.
"Morning exercises? I didn't know Ming'er had a habit of morning exercises?" Wang Yulian looked puzzled, about to ask Ye Yiming for details, but in the blink of an eye, Ye Yiming was out of sight. In the end, Wang Yulian could only give up.
Walking briskly, Ye Yiming had just reached the gate of the Duke's Mansion when a servant happened to approach him, holding a letter in his hand.
"Young Master, this is a letter from the Prime Minister's residence, sent by one of their guards. He said it's from their Third Young Master to you," the servant said as he handed the letter to Ye Yiming.
"A shameless letter?" Ye Yiming was stunned when he heard it was from Wu Yaolin, feeling confused.
"A shameless letter? Oh, it's from that Wu Yaolin. What kind of letter is it? An invitation?" Ye Yiming asked.
The servant finally understood and said, "I'm not sure about that. Young Master, you better read it yourself. I'll take my leave." With that, the servant left after Ye Yiming nodded.
The young master's thoughts are quite peculiar. I should report this to Madam.
After the servant left, Ye Yiming realized his mistake. He hadn't noticed that the letter was wrapped in red paper, so how could the servant know what kind of letter it was?
Damn it, what kind of shameless letter is this? And it's wrapped in paper, making me embarrass myself in front of my own servants.
Just as Ye Yiming was feeling annoyed and about to tear open the wrapped letter, a scream as if someone had lost their father suddenly came from the door.
"Oh no! Oh no! Cousin Yiming, something bad happened!"
Ye Yiming's heart skipped a beat when he heard the panicked voice. He quickly unfolded the letter and read its contents:
"Dear Cousin Yiming,
I hope this letter finds you well. I am writing to inform you of a dire situation. Last night, our family's treasure, the Flame Crystal, was stolen! This crystal is of immense value and importance to our family's cultivation techniques. Without it, our progress will be severely hindered.
I have reason to believe that the thief might have hidden the Flame Crystal in your possession. Please, Cousin Yiming, I beg you to search your belongings and see if you have unknowingly received it. If you do, please return it to us immediately.
This matter is of utmost urgency. Your cooperation is crucial to resolving this issue swiftly and avoiding unnecessary complications.
Yours sincerely, Wu Yaolin"
Ye Yiming was dumbfounded after reading the letter. He couldn't believe what he had just read. The Flame Crystal, stolen? And they suspect it's with me?
"What's wrong, Cousin Yiming? Did something happen?" Wang Weilong's voice came from behind, full of concern.
Ye Yiming quickly folded the letter and put it away. He forced a smile and said, "It's nothing, just some trivial matters. Don't worry about it, Weilong."
But Wang Weilong could sense something was off. "Cousin Yiming, you seem tense. Is there something you're not telling me?"
Ye Yiming hesitated for a moment before saying, "It's Wu Yaolin. He sent me a letter saying that their family's Flame Crystal was stolen, and he suspects it might be with me."
Wang Weilong's eyes widened in shock. "The Flame Crystal? That's a crucial item for their family's cultivation! How could it be stolen? And why would they suspect you?"
Ye Yiming shook his head, feeling a mix of frustration and confusion. "I don't know why they suspect me. I haven't seen or heard anything about their Flame Crystal. This is ridiculous!"
Wang Weilong frowned, deep in thought. "Could this be a misunderstanding? Or is someone trying to frame you?"
Ye Yiming sighed. "I don't know, Weilong. But I have to investigate this matter. I can't let them falsely accuse me of stealing their treasure."
Wang Weilong nodded in agreement. "I'll help you however I can, Cousin Yiming. Let's get to the bottom of this."
With determination in his eyes, Ye Yiming nodded back. "Thank you, Weilong. Let's go see Wu Yaolin and sort this out."
As they walked towards the Prime Minister's residence, Ye Yiming couldn't help but wonder who would want to frame him and why. This unexpected turn of events had thrown his plans into disarray, but he was determined to clear his name and find out the truth behind the stolen Flame Crystal.