Chapter 95

Indeed, refining pills can also train the manipulation of spiritual energy. The changes in the medicinal properties, the formation of talisman seals, all greatly aid in comprehending the ultimate principles of heaven and earth. No wonder those pill refiners can advance without being much slower than ordinary spirit masters—”

Zongshou used to refine pills in the Divine Emperor game by choosing the foolproof method. In other words, he left everything to the system, and the success or failure of the pill refinement was entirely up to luck.

Most players did it this way. Some, however, chose to control the fire themselves. These were all extremely talented alchemists and pill masters in the real world. Just as he used the virtual environment to hone his sword skills and talisman techniques, these people also increased their pill refinement experience in the game.

Now, when he personally refined pills, the feeling was different. Zongshou was worried about the rapid increase in his soul power, which had expanded his soul sea by dozens of times, making it somewhat uncontrollable.

He decided to treat this pill refinement as his own cultivation.

After sitting still for half a day, Zongshou estimated that the time was sufficient. The silver-thread charcoal's fire had already started to weaken. He couldn't wait to lift the lid of the cauldron.

Inside, he saw a mushy mass. At the bottom of the cauldron, it was all soft paste, and the few pill-like objects were also limp.

"Not enough fire?"

Zongshou picked up the few pills, which did have a slight medicinal aroma. However, they were sticky and mushy. Looking at them, he wouldn't dare to put them in his mouth.

"Never mind, it's my first time refining pills. Not burning them to ashes is already a big favor. In a few days, I'll coax Xue'er to try one."

He shook his head again. This was different from the 'Fortune' Heavenly Talisman. He couldn't tell if it was a spirit pill or a poison pill.

Moreover, he now felt sorry for the girl and didn't want her to suffer.

"If Xue'er can't, it's a pity there's no chance to let Li Yunniang try. Or I could find a cat or dog to test the pill—"

He put away the few pills and didn't want to waste the medicinal paste. He rolled it into pills and wrapped them separately. Then he started refining pills again.

He had bought about 120 pounds of silver-thread charcoal. Zongshou, regardless of his fatigue, opened the cauldron five times, using up nearly half of it.

After a full day and night, the pills in the cauldron finally looked proper. They resembled longan, were pure black, and in terms of smell, size, shape, and color, they were similar to what was described in the books.

Zongshou suppressed his joy and hurriedly rushed out of the room.

He searched around, but the courtyard was quiet, with no beasts or birds to test the pills. Suddenly, he had an idea and walked to the pond, took out a pill, crushed it, and threw it into the water.

He was secretly wondering if he had such talent in pill refinement.

After just four attempts, he had successfully refined a pill. This level of skill could rival those legendary genius pill masters.

The powdered medicine entered the water, and the goldfish in the pond began to compete for it.

Then, under his expectant gaze, the fish began to float weakly to the surface.

Zongshou's eyes lit up. This pill, called 'Pulse Spirit Pill,' had this effect of softening the entire body's meridians. It was a special pill used in the future to correct the wheel meridians, with few uses but immense value.

A moment later, the goldfish began to flip over, struggling desperately before finally stopping breathing.

Zongshou stood there in silence, as if doused with a bucket of cold water, and the previous excitement vanished without a trace.

A cool breeze blew, chilling him to the bone. Looking up at the large sun in the sky, he felt a chill all over.

"This Pulse Spirit Pill is indeed quite challenging. Refining pills is not easy; the ancients were not lying—"

He was sighing when Chuxue's surprised voice came from the side: "Young Master, did you go coal mining? How did you end up like this?"

Zongshou was slightly stunned and looked at himself in the pond. Indeed, the silver-thread charcoal was not completely smokeless. After a day and night, his entire body was black.

His face was also black, with only his clear eyes and red lips standing out.

Just as he was bitterly smiling, Chuxue looked into the pond and her expression became even more surprised: "Young Master, you said you were refining the Pulse Spirit Pill to treat your dual meridian body. Could it be that you were actually refining a poison pill? One that can be smeared on weapons or thrown into water to poison a large area? That's fast—" She seemed to recall the time Zongshou used a poisoned knife to force Zhao Yanran to retreat. Her eyes sparkled.

Zongshou's face immediately turned red with embarrassment. But he quickly recovered, cleared his throat, and said with a calm and mysterious expression: "It's not exactly refined, just some results to test the effects. Using Pulse Spirit Grass to refine poison has never been done before, so I wanted to try. If this pill can be successful, even innate experts can be taken down!"

Chuxue's eyes were even more admiring, with a look of deep longing. Suddenly, someone else appeared from around the corner.

It was Xuanyuan Yiren and Li Yunniang. Seeing Zongshou's appearance, the two women first frowned. Then Xuanyuan Yiren sniffed and said, puzzled: "There's a smell of charcoal and this fragrance, which is medicinal? I've never smelled anything like it, it's quite strange—"

A moment later, her gaze fixed on Zongshou's right hand. She lightly stepped forward, grabbed Zongshou's right hand, which had just touched the medicine powder, and sniffed it, her expression becoming even more peculiar.

Finally, she even stuck out her tongue and licked the inside of Zongshou's palm.

Zongshou immediately shivered, feeling a warmth in his lower abdomen. Li Yunniang's face turned black like a pot, and her gaze, sharp as needles, seemed to want to cut Zongshou into a thousand pieces.

Xuanyuan Yiren, however, showed no sign of discomfort, carefully tasting the medicine powder. Her eyebrows relaxed: "Pulse Spirit Grass is the main ingredient, along with tray root, palm ginseng, purple wisteria, silver翘 (silver翘 is not a recognized term, so it might be a typo or a specific term in the context, which I will leave as is), and yes, even blister beetles!"

Zongshou froze, staring at Xuanyuan Yiren, who had returned today after leaving yesterday, in disbelief.

The twenty-some ingredients in the Pulse Spirit Pill were all correct. What was this woman's tongue made of?

He heard Xuanyuan Yiren continue to ponder: "You're refining a pill? The Pulse Spirit Grass in the Demon Corpse Mountain has a slight toxicity and is usually considered useless by pill masters. Why are you using this herb to refine a pill?"

Zongshou was about to say he wasn't refining a pill but a poison when he saw Xuanyuan Yiren look enlightened, her eyes shining: "No, Pulse Spirit Grass combined with blister beetles and purple wisteria can soften the entire body's meridians. The other auxiliary herbs are used to eliminate the toxicity. What a wonderful formula! Zongshou, are you trying to use this formula to solve your dual meridian body? If you can also find a suitable physical technique, it might be possible—"

Zongshou was completely speechless, staring at Xuanyuan Yiren, thinking this girl must be a demon.

Just by licking his palm, she could guess all of this?

Then, he felt another gaze on him. It was Xue'er, but her expression was full of disdain.

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