Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
If he hadnât seen it with his own eyes today, Hyrum Lujan wouldnât have believed that this was Braydon Nealâs first time refining pills.
He made the process of refining pills and purifying spirit herbs look as easy as pie.
Braydon controlled the five balls of spirit liquid and spun them around, speeding up the removal of impurities.
Hyrum had never seen such a technique before!
âLittle Sevenâs purification speed is ten times faster than yours!â Rhea Reeves said.
âYoung Master, have you really never learned alchemy before?â
Hyrum started to doubt his life.
âTo be able to cultivate the Mount Sino Sword Art to the eighth level and perfectly execute Sword Manipulation,â Jevan Cox said calmly, âbeing able to purify five spirit herbs is not difficult at all for Young Master.â
âMount Sino Sword Art, ten thousand Qi-imperial swords?â
Hyrum was shocked. He knew how difficult it was to control objects!
However, controlling objects was something that a spirit alchemist had to master.
Since ancient times, when the supreme pinnacles opened their spiritual apertures and used their mental power to control objects, countless cultivators had become mentally deranged and crazy, causing their minds to collapse!
It might not be difficult to control one or two spiritual objects!
If they trained hard, they could reach the realm of controlling three to five objects.
Any higher would require talent!
At this moment, Braydon was purifying the spirit liquid in the pill cauldron.
Each ball of spirit liquid emitted a rich medicinal fragrance.
This was the essence of spirit herbs.
Consuming it would have miraculous effects on martial artists.
For martial artists who were refining pills for the first time, it was already not easy to be able to do this step!
In ancient times, most alchemy beginners would first learn how to purify spirit herbs and then mix them to concoct medicine.
Although the effects of the medicine were not as good as the spirit pills, when paired together, there was still an extraordinary effect.
It was obvious that Braydon did not know how to use the essence of spirit herbs to concoct medicine.
That was something that only children liked to play with.
What Braydon wanted was a spirit pill!
Braydon controlled the five balls of spirit liquid and fused them one by one.
The order of the fusion of the five balls of spirit liquid could not be wrong.
If there was even the slightest mistake, the same thing would happen.
The cauldron would explode!
Braydonâs expression was calm. He controlled the spirit liquid with his mental power and watched the fusion process.
There was no room for deviation.
The spirit liquid of the Essence Replenishing Flower and the Blood Clotting Grass fused together, and the spirit liquid of the Vermilion Fruit Treeâs stem was added into it.
The five balls of spirit liquid slowly formed a liquid the size of a babyâs fist.
The fusion was successful!
The corner of Hyrumâs mouth twitched. He was starting to doubt his life, and even more so, he was wondering if this was Braydonâs first time refining pills.
Hyrum was being toyed with by Braydon!
If it was Braydonâs first time refining pills, the pill refining talent he had displayed was way too terrifying!
For a martial artist who was refining pills for the first time, he would be able to perfectly fuse the spirit liquids. The next step would be to cut the pill.
Hyrum looked at the pill cauldron and suddenly said, âYoung Master, the spirit liquids have completely fused. When the medicinal properties are stable, we can divide them into several smaller pills!â
As soon as he finished speaking.
Inside the pill cauldron, the five spirit liquids merged into one.
Braydon divided the liquid the size of a babyâs fist into ten pieces.
These were ten pills!
As the temperature of the flames in the cauldron rose, the ten pills slowly solidified and formed a layer of pill clothing on the surface!
Pills were produced in the pill cauldron. From the spirit liquid to the process of solidifying into a pill, a black or brown solidified surface would form on the surface.
That was the pill shell!
The shells were in the shape of the pills.
If the pill shell was not crushed, the pills inside could be sealed forever, so that the medicinal strength of the pills would not leak out and could be preserved for a long time.
If the shell was crushed, the medicinal efficacy of the pill would also be lost over time.
Braydon stared at the ten pills in the cauldron.
A faint burning smell quietly spread out.
Braydon frowned slightly and extinguished the flame in the pill cauldron with a thought.
Ten scalding pills flew out of the cauldron and floated in front of Braydon.
Everyone surrounded him.
âCrush the pill shells and youâll be able to see the pills inside. When you refine pills, there will be a situation where the pills are wasted.â
âA wasted pill is inevitable.â
Rhea also knew about alchemy.
Braydon held a pill in his left hand. He exerted a slight force with his fingers, and the brown pill shell on the surface of the pill, which was a thin layer, peeled off.
It was like peeling grapes.
A pitch-black pill appeared in front of everyone, emitting a burning smell.
âBrother, is this thing delicious?â The little fool asked softly as he shook his head.
âYou canât eat this!â
Braydon exerted force with his fingers and crushed it into powder.
He was worried that after throwing it away, Luke would pick it up and eat it.
This pill was obviously a failed pill. There were many impurities inside. If a martial artist ate it, not only would it be useless, but it would also be harmful!
Braydon crushed the second pill.
A faint fragrance immediately appeared!
âItâs a successful pill!â Stratford Layton exclaimed in surprise.
âItâs a success!â
Rhea was surprised. She had thought that all ten pills were useless.
After all, refining pills was not that easy.
To be able to refine a spirit pill on his first attempt, it was a little too mystical.
However, the spirit pill was right in front of them.
Hyrum was stunned and murmured, âFirst time refining and I really did it!â
âLuke!â
Braydon passed the milky white pill between his fingers to Luke.
Luke had been craving for it for a long time!
He squatted there and waited for half a day before finally getting a spirit pill.
Luke swallowed the pill in one gulp.
Instantly.
The blood in his body was boiling, but after a slight restlessness, his blood calmed down once more.
The little foolâs vitality was as high as tens of thousands of Na. If a spirit pill could cause the vitality in the little foolâs body to boil, then how powerful must the spirit pill be?
âHowâs the medicinal effect?â Jevan asked.
âThe power of the spirit pill is warm. It seems to have increased my vitality by 100 Na!â
Although Luke was greedy, he was straightforward when it came to serious stuff.
One Blood Clotting Pill could increase one hundred Na of vitality.
No wonder the ancient people loved spirit pills so much!
This thing was indeed something that martial artists could not refuse.
One pill was equivalent to a month of hard work for a normal low-level pinnacle cultivator.
One could imagine that if it was a higher-grade spirit pill, the effect would definitely be even stronger!
Braydon raised his hand and slapped down.
The remaining eight pills were broken open.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Five charred pills emitted a pungent smell.
There were also three milky-white spirit pills that slowly emitted a fragrance.
âThere are other successful Blood Clotting Pills?â Hyrum asked in surprise.
âIncluding the one that Luke ate just now, the success rate of this batch of four Blood Clotting Pills seems to be higher than Lord Hyrumâs!â
Rhea chuckled.
Hyrumâs mouth twitched, and he said helplessly, âYoung Masterâs success rate is indeed higher than mine!â
âOne Blood Clotting Pill can increase a martial artistâs vitality by 100 Na!â
Braydonâs eyes lit up.
If that was the case, would he be able to help the Northern Army produce a batch of high-level pinnacles by using pills at all costs?
Nowadays, no country in the world would say no to a higher number of pinnacle martial artists!
The more pinnacle martial artists there were, the more the countries would revere them.
If there were more than 10,000 pinnacle martial artists in Hansworth, would the hundred countries outside the borders make a hunting plan and attack the borders of Hansworth?