External Elixir: Yueyang Bell

What a rip-off!

To be honest, Wang Chen had long wanted to drag Little Cauldron out and give it a beating.

In nearly ninety days, the total amount of Spirit Stones he had poured in, calculated in Lower Spirit, had actually exceeded five million!

What did five million Lower Spirit mean?

Just think of how, when Wang Chen had first transmigrated here, having a few Spirit Stones in his Storage Bag had already been enough.

If he had not struck it rich, he simply could not have afforded such refinement.

Wang Chen seriously suspected that the cauldron spirit had been skimming his Spirit Stones.

But he had no proof.

So although the surprise was welcome, when he once again saw Little Cauldron poke its head out of the Life-Giving Creation Cauldron to report the good news, his face was as black as Bao Zheng's. "It's done? Not embarrassed to keep gouging my Spirit Stones, are you?"

Although Wang Chen was the owner of the Life-Giving Creation Cauldron, he knew very well that the cauldron spirit was not truly under his control.

The troublesome part was that this fellow was highly sentient and had thoughts of its own.

In response to Wang Chen's sarcasm, Little Cauldron immediately cried injustice. "Master, Little Cauldron has been wronged! Your Golden Core is among the bottom three grades, and refining it into an external elixir was extremely difficult. Little Cauldron didn't pocket those Spirit Stones..."

At Pill Formation, there were nine grades, with the first grade being the highest and the ninth grade the lowest.

When Purple Mansion cultivators condensed Golden Cores, their talent, the resources they invested, their opportunities, and their fortune all affected the quality of the resulting pill.

The first, second, and third grades were the top three grades; the fourth, fifth,