As for those few people, they were either eccentric in temperament, immersed in alchemy all day long and indifferent to worldly affairs, or they charged an extremely considerable fee.
Refining one cauldron of pills cost at least several hundred crystal stones, and some even opened their mouths like lions, demanding over a thousand.
Ordinary Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators could not afford such an expensive fee either, let alone a mere Ma Tianxiong.
If he had not encountered him, this trip to Spirit Herb Mountain would have ended with him returning in dejection.
So be it. He would help him this once, and consider it repayment for the kindness from before!
With that thought, Lin Xuan poured the ingredients in his hand into the cauldron and began refining.
Two hours later, an explosive bang rang out.
Opening the lid of the cauldron and looking at the pitch-black pills inside, Lin Xuan sighed. It seemed his talent for alchemy was indeed rather poor.
But very quickly, he returned to his usual expression, clenched the ruined pills in his hand, and began mobilizing the Star Sea within his body.
The next day.
Ma Tianxiong arrived outside the cave residence as agreed, uneasy and apprehensive.
Although he knew the other party was the beloved disciple of Spirit Herb Mountain's sect master, and that his alchemy skills certainly could not be too poor, as the saying went, concern brought chaos. To him, the Martial Cultivation Pill was simply too important.
Waiting was a kind of torment. Fortunately, after less than half an hour, the tightly shut stone door opened with a rumble, and Lin Xuan stepped out.
"Senior..."
Seeing the anxious expression on the other party's face, Lin Xuan smiled calmly. He could understand that urgency for pills when a cultivator stood on the