Chapter 8: The Pitch-Black Spirit Pill

"Hello, guest. The medicinal herbs you requested are ready." The maid handed over a box filled with medicinal herbs.

The spirit plants Qin Ming wanted were very common; Jue Ming Pavilion had plenty of them.

Weighing the box in his hand, Qin Ming asked, "How many Spirit Stones?"

"One hundred and ninety Low-Grade Spirit Stones."

"Here you go."

After paying the Spirit Stones, Qin Ming took his sister directly back to his bedroom.

"Brother, what are you doing? You're not actually going to perform Alchemy yourself, are you?"

"Of course. Otherwise, why do you think I bought these spirit plants?" Qin Ming said as if it were obvious.

Qin Qing's gaze swept carefully across the room as she said, "Brother, even if you want to perform Alchemy, shouldn't you prepare an alchemy furnace first?"

Qin Qing still knew the basic common sense of Alchemy.

To refine Medicinal Pills, one must have an alchemy furnace, right?

But there was no alchemy furnace in this small room at all. Had her brother slept himself into a daze?

"Who said Alchemy requires an alchemy furnace?" Qin Ming said with a smile.

"Pill God Physique, Refine."

Instantly, a purple flame appeared before Qin Ming.

"So… so… so beautiful!"

"Brother, how did you do that? Can you teach me?" Looking at the beautiful flame, Qin Qing said excitedly.

"No!" Qin Ming shook his head directly, then opened the box in his hand, took out the spirit plants inside, and threw them straight toward the flame.

Each spirit plant was like an obedient little lamb, lining up and approaching the purple flame.

The medicinal herbs were instantly melted upon contact with the flame, becoming small, pure-colored liquid medicinal beads—red, green, yellow—multicolored and extremely beautiful.

Soon, all these herbs fused into small liquid beads, supported by an invisible force, dancing up and down in the air.

"Wow!" His sister, Qin Qing, couldn't help but watch in a daze.

"Refine!" At Qin Ming's command, the small medicinal beads began to fuse automatically, turning into solid little pills that flew into Qin Ming's hand.

Looking at the Seven-veined qi gathering pills in his hand, Qin Ming wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead.

My strength is still too weak. Refining a high-grade qi gathering pill actually took this much effort.

Almost… I almost refined them into perfect qi gathering pills.

If a perfect Nine-veined qi gathering pill appeared in a small place like Liu City, it would likely cause unnecessary trouble.

Fortunately, relying on his Pill God strength, Qin Ming still managed to refine Seven-veined qi gathering pills instead of Nine-veined ones.

"This… it was refined successfully just like that? This… how is this possible?" His sister, Qin Qing, stared with wide eyes, looking at the Medicinal Pills in Qin Ming's hand in disbelief.

On these Medicinal Pills, there were… one, two, three… six, seven.

Heavens!

A full seven veins—these are High Grade Medicinal Pills!

Medicinal Pills are divided into four grades: Low Grade, Medium Grade, High Grade, and perfect stage.

high-grade qi gathering pills are Medicinal Pills used by Martial Masters for Cultivation; a single one costs 10 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones.

That is 1,000 Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

Wasn't Alchemy supposed to be difficult?

Wasn't Alchemy supposed to require an alchemy furnace?

"Eh… why is there a black pill?" Qin Ming looked at a pitch-black pill in his hand, somewhat puzzled.

Logically, with his Divine Pill Realm strength, it was impossible for him to refine a failed pill.

Then what was the deal with this black pill?

Qin Ming held the pill to his nose and sniffed it; his Pill God Physique immediately reacted to the pill, and he understood its effect.

It improves Spiritual Root Aptitude for those below Medium Grade Spiritual Roots.

Improving Aptitude!

Qin Ming was greatly shocked. This was likely the result of triggering the Pill God Physique's Talent ability—a certain probability of refining a unique pill.

But this ability is simply too powerful!

This is a Medicinal Pill that improves Aptitude; even in his past life, having lived for over ten thousand years, Qin Ming had never heard of such a thing.

This ability… I like it!