Thunderstorm stood silently on Xu Potian's shoulder. Though he said nothing, his azure rat eyes, wreathed in faint lightning, were full of apprehension. He still had not opened the spirit box.
Xiao Chen had failed to refine the pills.
That was only to be expected.
What sort of medicine was the King Breakthrough Pill?
A true supreme medicine of heaven and earth.
To a certain extent, it could overturn cause and effect.
It could rewrite a person's fate.
Throughout the cultivation world.
Ninety-nine percent of Grandmaster Realm cultivators.
Would spend their entire lives trapped beneath the King Realm Heavenly Gate.
Their path forward would be cut off.
The King Breakthrough Pill could increase one's chances of reaching the King Realm.
Although only by thirty percent.
That was already enough to defy heaven.
What was more.
The opportunity to break into the King Realm that the King Breakthrough Pill provided.
Would come within a month of taking it.
What was the most precious thing beneath heaven?
Time!
If spiritual materials ran out, one could earn more.
Once time was gone.
It was nearly impossible to recover.
In Great Xia.
The King Breakthrough Pill was absolutely a supreme medicine rarely seen in an age.
For the past thousand years.
No one in Great Xia had heard of anyone successfully refining one.
So many veteran alchemists throughout Great Xia had been helpless to produce it.
How long had Xiao Chen even studied the Alchemy Dao?
How could he possibly succeed?
"Heh, little Tian, little rat, don't fucking sit in a sea of blessings without knowing how lucky you are. These are old treasures. The Young Master only spared a few to help you cultivate because he has your best interests at heart!" Seated in the place of honor in the great hall with