
Qin Jue did not expect that the first time he refined a medicinal pill would actually cause a huge commotion.
Originally, he had thought that even if he failed, he could only use his spirit energy to condense pills that would surpass tier one.
In the end, not only did he manage to refine it, he even refined a refined fourth grade pill?
An ordinary four grade pill refineer could only refine a high grade four pill. On top of that was a Supreme Stage Spirit Pill.
As for the pill that was refined, it could only be a coincidence due to luck.
Even first-rate pills refined many times were more expensive than ordinary first-rate pills.
This was because the refined medicinal pill showed that the medicinal strength had been purified by over ninety percent. Furthermore, it had to be matched with various favorable conditions in order to have a chance of successfully refining it.
Pill refiners capable of refining refined pills were all renowned existences in the alchemy world.
Most importantly, the pill refined had no pill poison.
As everyone knows, all pills, regardless of their value, will have a certain level of pill toxin. The poison of these pills would accumulate as the number of pills consumed increased, until it finally erupted uncontrollably.
Therefore, cultivators who frequently consumed medicinal pills would think of a way to use various heavenly treasures to eliminate the pill poison in their bodies.
On the other hand, people taking refined pills did not have to worry about this matter at all. Hence, every pill refined was extremely valuable and priceless.
Even though Wu Zhenjian was already a fourth grade pill purifier, he had yet to refine a refined fourth grade pill.
Thinking of his elder brother who had yet to refine a normal pill aside from the Soul Essence Wuji Saint, Qin Jue could not help but shake his head and sigh. Maybe this is the difference in talent.
Seeing everyone staring at the medicinal pill in his hand, Qin Jue stuffed it back into his storage ring and cheerfully said, "I won."
The results are clear at this point.
Zhang Yang's furnace has exploded. Even if Qin Jue were to purify the trash, he would still win, let alone a refined fourth grade pill.
“Teacher, Master, if he does not absorb the spirit qi around him and affect my state of mind, my furnace will definitely not explode. You must uphold justice for me!”
Zhang Yang was clearly unaware of the seriousness of the matter. He rushed to Wu Zhenjian's side, trying to ask him to help.
Wu Zhenjian: "..."
You make it sound like you'll win if the furnace doesn't explode.
"What's? Are you going to go back on your word? "
Qin Jue narrowed her eyes.
"Teacher…"
The slap!
Wu Zhenjian slapped Zhang Yang in the face and said coldly, "Rubbish, admit defeat and quickly kowtow to apologize!"
Wu Zhenjian never thought that Qin Jue could actually refine a refined fourth grade pill. Even if he wanted to act shamelessly, he couldn't do it in front of so many people. He could only give up on Zhang Yang.
“Pfft!”
Zhang Yang was injured. He immediately vomited blood and retreated, his face pale.
"Teacher…"
Seeing Wu Zhenjian's expressionless face, Zhang Yang knew that he had no other choice but to kneel before Qin Jue. "I'm sorry I was wrong!"
"God."
Qin Jue waved her hand impatiently.
“…”
Hearing this, Zhang Yang seemed to have lost his soul. He stood groggy from the ground and acted as if he was a lifeless machine.
As Wu Zhenjian's core disciple, Zhang Yang's life had run smoothly in recent years. Especially after she became a first-rate pill purifier, the people around her would always praise and flatter her. When was he ever so miserable?
All the cultivators present shook their heads and sighed. If Zhang Yang was unable to recover from this failure, it would be extremely difficult for him to make another breakthrough in the future.
It could even cause the demons within him, causing his cultivation to deteriorate.
Wu Zhenjian also lost face because of Zhang Yang. He glared at Ye Yao coldly. If not for this woman, things wouldn't have been so troublesome.
"Secte Master Wu, are you still going to make a move?"
Ye Yao laughed instead of being angry.
Qin Jue's victory in the pill refinement competition had exceeded his expectations. He was very happy now and did not care at all about Wu Zhenjian's enmity.
Wu Zhenjian flicked his sleeve and could only forcefully hold back his anger as he turned to leave.
Putting aside the fact that Ye Yao was from the same realm as him and was also a good cultivator, he said, Wu Zhenjian would definitely not act rashly now because he knew that Qin Jue was capable of refining an enhanced fourth grade pill. In his eyes, Qin Jue might even be a Heaven Stage cultivator. Wu Zhenjian was unsure of being able to fight two enemies at once.
Moreover, Qin Jue was now someone to look for. It is not known how many people want to be friends with him. If Wu Zhenjian were to rashly make a move, it was likely that he would be stopped by another cultivator.
"Mr ... Wait for me ..."
Zhang Yang followed behind Wu Zhenjian with lifeless eyes, still in a daze.
Seeing this, Qin Jue returned the pill furnace to Ye Yao and prepared to return to her room to sleep.
"Sir, what pill did you just strain?"
A cultivator watching could not help but step forward and ask, directly calling master Qin Jue.
"Pil Heart Drunk."
Qin Jue replied casually.
“Drunk Heart Pill? Why have I never heard it before? ”
The cultivator was somewhat dumbfounded.
It's nonsense. Of course you've never heard of it.
The Drunk Heart Pill was a pill refined by Qin Jue with a heart-shaped chocolate as the prototype. Therefore, how could he hear it?
What was worth mentioning was that since it was refined with spirit fruit, the twelve Drunk Heart Pills were also divided into several different flavors, and Qin Jue was able to use it as a snack.
"Then ... do Drunk Heart Pills have any special effects?"
After a moment of hesitation, the cultivator asked.
“Mm... it should be able to be used to increase cultivation.”
Qin Jue said unconvincedly, because even he did not know what the effect of this thing was.
Hearing that it could increase cultivation, the cultivator's eyes sparkled. He hurriedly said, "Master, I am willing to give you 10 high-grade spirit stones to purchase one Drunk Heart Pill!"
Once these words were spoken, it felt like a fuse had been ignited. Many cultivators shouted one after another, "I'm also willing to pay 10 high-grade spirit stones to buy the Drunk Heart Pill!"
"I will pay 20 high-grade spirit stones!"
"I'll pay 30!"
“50!”
“80!”
In an instant, many cultivators started a price war. One after another, the courtyard seemed to be an auction hall.
"I'm sorry, I don't sell."
"What?"
Everyone is dumbfounded. They had actually forgotten the most important factor. Qin Jue never promised to sell Drunk Heart Pills.
“I will give you 200 high-grade spirit stones to buy Drunk Heart Pills. How?”
At this moment, a black-robed Heaven Stage cultivator with a scar on his face stepped forward and said.
"This is the Valley Master of the Dark Abyss, Tang Tian!"
The other cultivators gasped and hurriedly withdrew from the person who had the scar.
Dark Abyss Valley was a Martial Dao faction formed by assassins. No matter where one was, assassins were the most feared existences.
Therefore, almost no one dared to offend the Dark Abyss Valley. Otherwise, they would not even know when they would die.
“The one standing next to Tang Tian should be his third son. It was said that Tang Tian's third son was talented and intelligent. Moreover, he was an expert in forging hidden weapons. He had once relied on his Profound Stage cultivation to successfully kill an Earth Stage cultivator. ”
“Ya, yes. Better stay away from him.”
“…”
Tang Tian did not seem to hear the discussions around him. He looked straight at Qin Jue and waited for a response.
“Not sell.”
Qin Jue's answer was still the same.