Book 5: Chapter 36: Tone It Down


    For all the stagnation that had marked the months he spent trying to make pill refining work as others did it, the time after he figured out the trick followed a path of meteoric mastery that even he wouldnt have credited if he hadnt experienced it personally. He flew through the primer. The early recipes seemedughably easy to him when he let his instincts guide the process. There were days when hepleted half a dozen new pills even when intentionally maintained a leisurely pace. That wasnt to say it was entirely smooth sailing. While his pills would generate the right kinds of results, they were routinely much more potent than they should be.


    At first, he simply shrugged it off. It was possible that he was working with better or more potent ingredients. He had collected many of his nts from far deeper into the wilds than most people ventured. The harvesting in those areas was much lessmon and the qi was often denser, which allowed nts to grow longer and absorb more qi. It was also possible that he was simply enjoying better results because his process was more efficient in some inscrutable way. He couldnt really test that because his process diverged so much from the process other alchemists used to make their pills. The kind of one-to-oneparison that would have provided answers to that question simply wasnt possible under those conditions.


    As the results piled up around him, though, it became harder to ignore. Hed never lost sight of the end goal of learning pill refining. It was so he could make the pills for the Five-Five Body Transformation and save his own life. The persistently much-higher-than-average potency of his pill refining jeopardized that end goal. He didnt want to kill himself in the bid to save himself, and a twice as powerful pill for that body refining could kill him. Granted, he was much healthier than he had been when hed first arrived on Fu Runs doorstep, and surviving that kind of body refinement depended a great deal on personal willpower. Still, the body itself had to be able to withstand the pressures of the change. He might be willing to stack his will up against the demands of more powerful versions of those pills, but he was less certain that his body could hold up. It was a concern that Fu Run shared.


    Part of me is ecstatic with these results, said Fu Run, waving at Sens most recent batch of pills. Ive been meaning to ask. What youre failure rate with these?


    Sen nced at the pills on the work table. Zero.


    Fu Run closed her eyes and took a deep breath. You arent just saying that to get under my skin, are you?


    Why would I do that?


    Thats what I thought. Dont ever let that bit of information slip to another alchemist. They might well try to murder you.


    Why? asked Sen.


    Because no one has a failure rate of zero. <em>No one</em>. Its half the reason that pills and elixirs are so expensive. A thirty percent failure rate is considered outstanding, exceptional even, especially with moreplex pills and elixirs. I imagine that someone like Ma Caihong has a better sess rate, but I doubt even she gets it right every time.


    Sen thought back about that. It was true that Auntie Caihongs pills and elixirs <em>usually</em> came out fine but not always. He could remember times when she would throw something away out of a cauldron in disgust.


    Thats true. I saw some of her attempts fail. I just assumed she was trying to make something especially difficult.


    Ha! She probably <em>was</em> trying to make something difficult. I dont know why shed waste her time on anything that wasnt difficult. Theres no point in making simple things when you have that kind of skill. Its literally a waste of time. The point is that your freakish sess rate is the kind of thing that will make other alchemists hateful and vengeful. Everything you make costs you less and, judging by these, is worth more. People have killed for a lot less than that.


    I will bear that in mind, said Sen, offering Fu Run a bow.


    You do that. Still, as happy as your results make me, its still troubling. If you cant figure out a way to tone this down, I cant even begin to guess what kind of pills youll get for your body cultivation. Have you tried to tone it down? To make something less potent on purpose?


    Sen shook his head. I wouldnt really know where to start. I think I know, in a vague, general sort of way, why theyre better. But I dont understand the details nearly well enough to be able to say, oh yeah, if I just dont do this, Ill get weaker pills.


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    Thats one problem with intuitive genius. Well, I suggest that you start experimenting. I doubt that youll be able to get them notched all the way back to what a <em>normal</em> alchemist does. If you can reduce the improvement by even twenty-five percent, though, it will make a big difference when ites time to make your body cultivation pills. If you can get it down by fifty percent, that might even let us make some predictions about what will happen with those pills.


    Any suggestions about where to start?


    Fu Run''s brows lowered into a scowl. I can make suggestions, but theyd be guesses. I can only see part of what youre doing and the how of it is lost on mepletely. My best bit of guesswork advice is to not aim for perfect fixes. When you adjust temperatures and qi inside the cauldron, it looks like you always aim for a perfect result. Stop doing that. Aim for a less-than-perfect adjustment. See what happens.


    Everything inside of Sen railed against doing that. It felt fundamentally wrong not to do his best. On the flip side, hed done a lot of things he didnt like when his life was on the line. Hed just add trying this approach to the list. Besides, even if it didnt work, it might give him a better idea of what to try. Hed done enough healer work to understand that extra potency wasnt always the best thing for the person receiving the elixir. Of course, in those days, his best efforts were generally something that peoples bodies could tolerate. When hed been helping after the battle between the fire cultivators and the water cultivators, he remembered in a misty, dreamlike way that he had tailored elixirs to the needs and physical capacities of the injured. He just couldnt remember how hed done it. Hed been in a trance-like state for most of that time, and it only came back to him in patchy shes.


    I guess its worth a try, said Sen, still feeling a little doubtful.


    Fu Run shrugged. Like I said, Im guessing as much as anything else. I have no idea if that approach will work or not. I just know that youre going to want better control over the oue with your body cultivation pills than youre getting right now.


    Fair enough.


    Since you already know you can make these, you can always experiment with them. Youll have a good frame of reference with the original pills. Obviously, theres no way to know exactly how much weaker any given pill is, but you should be able to make a decent estimate.


    That makes sense. I may pick one of the earlier pills, though. Maybe even that first healing pill. The ingredients are moremon and less expensive. No point wasting valuable resources on things I may end up having to throw away. If I figure out a way to reliably make less potent healing pills, then it might make more sense to try it on recipes like those, said Sen, gesturing at the pills on the table.


    As you think is best, said Fu Run.


    Sen hesitated to bring up his next point, but hed already been putting it off for a while. Theres something else I wanted to talk to you about.


    Oh?


    Falling Leaf.


    Fu Run tilted her head slightly as if shed expected something else. What about her?


    You made a big deal about getting her to stay. I always assumed you had a n for her as well. But, at this point, it seems like you dont. Am I wrong about that?


    Fu Run heaved a little breath. I wanted her to stay as an incentive for you to stay. As willful as you are, it seemed entirely likely that youd just up and disappear one day if you got fed up with me.


    Is <em>that</em> why you never gave me the manual?


    It was a consideration, but it was mostly because of the reason I originally gave you. You cant be trusted with it. Well, maybe you could be now that you have a clearer picture of whats at stake, but certainly not before. Youd have killed yourself with it, for sure.


    Sen grumbled something under his breath, but it was mostly for show. He probably <em>would</em> have killed himself with the manual if shed given it to him. Impatience and fear would have driven him to a rash decision. Even now, he wasnt confident that he wouldnt make a bad choice if he had free ess to the manual.


    Fine. There might be <em>something</em> to what youre saying. Back to the topic at hand. Falling Leaf?


    I had some vague notion that I might teach her something while she was here, but I dont know that shes really suited to learn anything that I have to teach.


    Shes not stupid, said Sen, feeling very defensive on Falling Leafs behalf.


    I know she isnt stupid, but shed not inclined to this kind of work, is she?


    Well, Sen paused, no. I guess shes not.


    I dont think you recognize it, but shes still far more panther than human and probably always will be. Shes very oriented on physical action or things thatplement physical action. My areas of expertise are, forck of a better term, more academic.


    Sen gave a begrudging nod. I expect thats all true, but youve still bound her to this ce. You let here and go as she pleases, for which Im very grateful, but shes bored. She has been for a good long while now. I try to do my part, but I think she feels left out. Mostly because she is being left out. Thankfully, shes not resentful by nature, but give it another four years and she might get there.


    Fu Run frowned. What is it that youre asking for?


    Can you please <em>try</em> to find something to teach her? I cant imagine youve gotten this far without mastering some kind of weapon. She hasnt shown a lot of interest in them so far, but she might get interested if a nascent soul cultivator offers to teach her.


    Fu Run drummed her fingers on the table for several long moments before she nodded. I suppose you have a point. If Im going to insist that she remain bound to this ce for several years, the least I can do is offer to teach her something.


    With a palpable sense of relief, Sen offered a deep, formal bow. Thank you, Fu Run.