Perfect Ninth Grade Elixir

Qin Ming had heard a legend before.

Legend had it that a Pill God could refine a Divine Grade Medicinal Pill, and it would be a unique Divine Grade Medicinal Pill.

This kind of Medicinal Pill was exclusive to a unique Pill God; even if someone became a Pill God later, it would be impossible for them to refine such a Medicinal Pill.

Qin Ming was already a Pill God now, and he had created some formulas in the past, but the highest grade only reached the eighth grade.

Qin Ming had never even created a formula for a ninth-grade elixir.

Of course, Qin Ming had absolute confidence that he would be able to create a ninth-grade elixir in the future.

As for the Divine Grade, Qin Ming had zero confidence; he didn't even have the slightest clue.

Because the Divine Grade Medicinal Pill was just a legend; he had only heard the name, but no one had ever seen one.

Could it be that the injury sustained by Old Ancestor Yang Quan required a Divine Grade Medicinal Pill to heal?

But that didn't seem right!

If it were a Divine Grade Medicinal Pill, the Ancient Secret Realm couldn't possibly have it; at the very least, Qin Ming had never heard of any place possessing a Divine Grade Medicinal Pill.

"How could a ninth-grade elixir not be able to heal it? What kind of injury did your Old Ancestor sustain?" Qin Ming asked curiously. He had never seen an injury suffered by a Martial Venerable that a ninth-grade perfect elixir could not heal.

Yang Quan said distressedly, "It's not that a ninth-grade elixir cannot heal it, but that it must be a High Grade ninth-grade healing pill to have any effect on the Old Ancestor."

"Bam!" Qin Ming slapped the table and said, "You scared me! I thought something major happened. Isn't it just a High Grade ninth-grade healing pill?"

Only now did Qin Ming realize he had misunderstood.

On the Qian Continent, a High Grade ninth-grade elixir was encountered once in a thousand years, so generally, when people spoke of a ninth-grade elixir, they were referring to a Low Grade ninth-grade elixir.

But for Qin Ming, the ninth-grade elixirs he spoke of were all of the perfect stage.

The two of them had a misunderstanding here.

"You have it!" Hearing the tone of Qin Ming's voice, Yang Quan stood up and said incredulously, "No matter the cost, as long as you can give me the High Grade ninth-grade healing pill, I would even give my life for it."

The entire Yang Family was not as important as the Old Ancestor. As long as the Old Ancestor was there, the Yang Family would exist. If the Old Ancestor died, the Yang Family would be unable to maintain a foothold in Yang City.

"I do not have a High Grade ninth-grade healing pill," Qin Ming shook his head.

"You don't?" Yang Quan was deeply disappointed, plopping down onto his chair and slumping over.

A glimmer of hope had just risen, but now Qin Ming's words had made him despair again.

"I don't have that kind of trashy Medicinal Pill, but I believe a perfect ninth-grade elixir should also be able to satisfy your requirements!" Qin Ming took out an exquisite jade bottle from his space ring and poured out a nine-patterned elixir.

As soon as the Medicinal Pill was poured out, the entire room was filled with an exotic fragrance. Yang Quan felt incredibly comfortable, and the Medicinal Pill before him told him in every way that this was a Peerless, excellent pill.

Yang Quan was completely stunned; this was his first time seeing a perfect ninth-grade elixir.

He knew the difficulty of refining a ninth-grade elixir and had once believed that a ninth-grade perfect elixir was simply impossible to refine.

Even the Pill Alliance had stated that for a perfect elixir, one needed to ensure the medicinal property of the Medicinal Pill was not lost while resisting the Heavenly Tribulation.

This was simply not something a human could accomplish.

He had also always believed that a perfect ninth-grade elixir could not appear, and that perfect elixirs could not exist in the world.

But now, everything before him told him that a perfect elixir did exist. And it was right before his eyes.

Seeing that Yang Quan had lost his focus, Qin Ming couldn't help but circulate his Spiritual Qi to contain the exotic fragrance of the entire Medicinal Pill. For Qin Ming, the Pill God, concealing the fragrance of a Medicinal Pill was merely a basic skill.