Bai idly rolled pills, like a top scientist doing addition and subtraction within ten.
The more she rolled, the sleepier she became. Drowsy enough to yawn and let her soul wander beyond the heavens, her hands kept busy while her thoughts drifted off to some unknown temple to eat offerings. The Tu family cultivators watched with pounding hearts, terrified that the Mysterious Girl would lose focus and produce Failed Pills. These were not the bruise remedies sold on every street corner. The various medicinal ingredients were costly and rare; to gather enough alchemy materials, the entire Tu family, despite having several Nascent Soul Cultivators, had to tighten their belts.
After rolling a few, she held out her hand, and Tu Yue immediately brought over a Jade Box to hold the pills.
Fat Head Tiger was the sleepiest of all, sprawled outside the tent and snoring away. He intended to restore his energy before opening the trial at dusk, hoping to endure ten moves as soon as possible and spare himself the suffering of the trial.
She processed four batches of ingredients in succession.
At the level of the strongest alchemists nearby, they could at most produce four pills, and might even fail the refinement or create half-finished products.
Bai used only part of the ingredients, yet produced three or four pills each time.
So many Nascent Soul Condensing Pills had already frightened several key members of the Tu family, leaving them tense and excited, their hearts racing.
It was almost foreseeable that, for some time to come, the forces within the city would undergo earth-shaking changes.
When no more alchemy ingredients were delivered, Bai Yujun knew this was already the Tu family's limit. They must have exchanged benefits with other lineages to scrape together these materials. Glancing at the ingredients