"No. Normally, a batch of Blood Bone Elixirs should yield five pills."
Bai Lan stirred the remaining residue in the elixir furnace, sensing the traces of medicinal power still within it as she muttered to herself.
Judging from the more than hundred previous furnace explosions, the differing medicinal power left in the residue could be used to deduce which step of the refining process had gone wrong.
After pondering for a moment, Bai Lan decisively loaded a save.
After several dozen more repeated reloads, Qiu Tian saw five Blood Bone Elixirs float out of Bai Lan's furnace and promptly lay straight back down in his coffin.
"Mmm~ This time there are five. That's within the normal range." Bai Lan nodded in satisfaction.
Qiu Tian's silence was deafening. After all, within this entire Void Stone, he was the only person... no, the only corpse, who was a native of the cultivation world.
Was this normal?
This was normal, right?
But on second thought, Fellow Daoist Bai had never been someone who could be judged by common sense. Any impossible thing that happened to her somehow seemed perfectly reasonable.
Yet for some reason, the corpse felt a little uneasy. It seemed she and he were not cultivating the same immortality.
Forget it. He was already dead. Better to let it go.
After saving, Bai Lan placed the five Blood Bone Elixirs into a bottle. Based on the average market price of First Tier elixirs, she estimated that these five pills could earn her at most... one hundred Spirit Stones.
That was not even as profitable as getting robbed once!!!
"..."
This was the biggest loss yet.
Forget it. She still had to keep refining elixirs. The formulas in the Mysterious Fiend Elixir Scripture were the only copies in the entire cultivation world,