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The Cultivation Room was silent.

Only the long breaths that came at wide intervals proved someone was inside.

When Luo Chen expelled yet another surge of Medicinal Toxin, the crimson flush on his face slowly faded.

Though much of the redness had faded, years of taking True Flame Pills and expelling Medicinal Toxin had left his face ruddy.

If he were a little broader, people outside might well start calling him the "Red-Faced Strongman."

That did not matter.

Cultivation offered ten thousand roads, each leading by different means toward the Great Dao of eternal life.

Because cultivators practiced such different arts and techniques, unusual signs often showed on their bodies.

Red faces, purple faces, even sickly, wax-yellow skin.

Others went awry in their practice and turned white-haired overnight, or found their hair withered and dry. Such things were hardly rare.

Luo Chen cared little about the color of his face, but its changes did show just how fierce the Medicinal Power of a Top-Grade True Flame Pill was!

"One pill is worth ten Low-Grade ones!"

He murmured to himself, delight filling his eyes.

With ordinary pills, Medicinal Power tended to double with each rise in grade.

One, two, four, eight: Low-Grade, Mid-Grade, High-Grade, and Top-Grade.

Luo Chen had worked that out himself.

Other Pill Refiners?

Sorry, but even among ten thousand Pill Refiners, there might not be one who could produce a Top-Grade pill. Naturally, they had no way to discover the pattern.

That was why Luo Chen was so delighted.

The unusual Medicinal Power of True Flame Pills broke that pattern slightly.

Their progression was one, two, five, ten.

In other words, True Flame Pills underwent a qualitative leap at High-Grade and reached their limit at Top-Grade!

The change far surpassed that of the Myriad Stars Pills he had