What did the foundation of a major orthodox sect look like?
What did ruthless efficiency look like?
Seven thirty in the morning.
"Cough, cough! Blech! Cough!"
Wang Jixuan stood before the Alchemy Furnace, his face blackened with soot as he coughed several times.
The furnace ash had choked him.
Looking at the six pills in the glass beaker before him, a satisfied smile spread across his lips.
The pills were complete!
Although this was his first proper attempt at alchemy—the previous batch did not count—and although he had indeed wasted just a tiny bit of material today, he had at least achieved results!
Still, Daoist Wang admitted that he had little talent for alchemy. Even after becoming more practiced and finding better materials, it would be difficult for him to refine immortal pills. At most, he could make some spirit pills for practical use.
In any case, it was enough.
The six pills came in three varieties.
The slightly larger pill was a [Tiger Subduing Great Yang Pill]. It could help men restore their virility, consolidate their foundation and cultivate their origin, and open up their meridians.
This had been specially refined for Old Zheng.
Old Zheng had worked hard and contributed greatly. Wang Jixuan had always kept this matter in mind, and this time, he would help Old Zheng make a small breakthrough.
Hmm... hopefully not the kind of breakthrough from zero to one...
The two pale golden pills were life-extending [Crane Origin Pills]. Wang Jixuan had refined three in total.
He had already sent Peony to deliver one to Black Shell. Peony only needed to place the pill directly on Black Shell's forehead.
Actually, these were rather inferior Crane Origin Pills. Genuine Crane Origin Pills required the inner core of a thousand-year-old immortal crane and could grant an