Void Spirit Pill

"Regular food, 0.2; Qi Replenishing Body Nourishing Soup, 0.2; Foundation Strengthening and Qi Nourishing Porridge, 0.1; Dragon Bone Medicinal Bath, 0.3; Bear Gallbladder Skin Tempering Paste, 0.15; Jade Essence Skin Refining Powder, 0.15. Using these six methods of gaining Potential Points simultaneously, I can reach 1.1 Potential Points per day, stably starting with 1."

"Unfortunately, I've already finished the Lantian Jade Refining Pills. Otherwise, I could keep adding another 0.3. Now that I'm a pharmacist, I don't need to spend silver on these medicines, and I can increase the amount I use. Still, at most, it would only reach 1.3, and that would have to be once every few days."

Yang Chan was in his newly assigned pharmacist's room. It was much larger than his previous apprentice pharmacist's room, and two young, pretty maidservants attended him. Life was far more comfortable than before.

At that moment, Yang Chan was planning how to obtain Potential Points. There was a limit to the Potential Points he could gain from taking the same medicine in a single day, but different medicines did not share that restriction. Thus, Yang Chan was considering new medicinal supplements.

Among the medicines Yang Chan used daily, Bear Gallbladder Skin Tempering Paste and Jade Essence Skin Refining Powder still had room for improvement. Under normal circumstances, they would each provide 0.2 Potential Points, but now they only gave 0.15. This was because his medicine-compounding ability was not yet sufficient. Medicines prepared by an Intermediate Alchemist would reliably provide 0.2, without fluctuations.

Yang Chan could only wait until his pharmacist ability improved further before he could prepare them.

As for the Lantian Jade Refining Pill, which could add 0.3 Potential Points, Yang Chan did want to refine it. However, his ability was insufficient, and the ingredients were not cheap either. He could only use his identity as a pharmacist to gather materials, then refine it afterward.

In Taiyu City, pharmacists could use a portion of the medicinal herbs, but not without limit. Therefore, Yang Chan was only gathering them bit by bit, in no rush to acquire a large quantity for compounding medicine.

Instead, Yang Chan planned to prepare a new medicine: the Void Spirit Pill. It was a pill that nourished essence and qi, greatly benefiting the nourishment of Jing Power and External Refinement: Skin and Flesh. It could restore the body's essence and qi, increasing the time one could spend cultivating.

After making his selection, this was the medicine Yang Chan found most suitable for himself. Refining Void Spirit Pills did not require profound alchemy skills. As long as he properly prepared the medicinal ingredients, paid attention to the moisture during refinement, and controlled the heat well, the chance of success would be high.

The ability requirements for refining Void Spirit Pills were not that high either. Yang Chan's current ability was considered sufficient. Aside from obtaining some ingredients through his pharmacist status, he could purchase the rest and begin refining.

This would help his cultivation, increase his Potential Point gains, and improve his pharmacist ability. It was truly killing three birds with one stone.

Yang Chan still had other prescriptions in hand, but the reward for becoming a pharmacist within the Qingyuan Sect had yet to arrive. The silver he possessed was limited, so he could only choose the Void Spirit Pill, the medicine most useful to him.

"In another two days, I should have gathered all the materials for the Void Spirit Pill. Then I can refine it."

"Although I have these memories in my mind, I might still make mistakes when refining it myself. Before the final refinement, I'll first use a small portion of the ingredients to try it out."

Yang Chan silently pondered this in his heart.

Watching was one thing, remembering was another, and doing it was something else entirely. Yang Chan did not plan to continue spending Potential Points on his pharmacist skills at this time. Instead, he intended to keep improving his Martial Cultivation and reach the third level of External Refinement: Bronze Skin—the antique bronze stage—as quickly as possible.

Zhao Qiyang gave Yang Chan a sense of danger. Only by continuing to improve his Martial Cultivation could he feel safer.

During this period, he had secretly monitored Zhao Qiyang as well. Unfortunately, the other man appeared perfectly normal, and he had not discovered why Zhao Qiyang was targeting him.

Yang Chan had a guess in his heart, but it had not been confirmed. Otherwise, he would not even need to act himself.

He had kept a low profile in the Qingyuan Sect and treated others kindly. Anyone who wanted to target him must have a problem.

"The Ox Demon Strength Fist has now reached the second step of External Refinement: Bronze Skin. The brass color is growing deeper and deeper. At this rate, if I work hard for another three days, I'll definitely advance to the third step, the antique bronze stage."

Yang Chan glanced at the proficiency on the panel. He had already raised it to Second Order: Entering the Hall, 53%. By Yang Chan's estimate, once it reached sixty-six percent, it would undergo another transformation and achieve the true state of being impervious to blades and spears.

Though this imperviousness to blades and spears only applied to ordinary weapons, tempering the body to such a degree was already exceedingly rare. Not to mention that every transformation of skin and flesh brought improvements to the entire body—strength, speed, reaction speed, and more. Those improvements were all extremely clear.

"Hard work will surely bring rewards. I'm not as busy as before these days, so I'll spend more time on the Ox Demon Strength Fist. No matter what demons and monsters come my way, as long as my strength is sufficient, I can beat them to death directly."

Yang Chan was a kind and gentle man, unless someone wanted to harm him.

With that thought, Yang Chan walked into the courtyard. Just as he was about to begin practicing the Ox Demon Strength Fist, he heard movement not far away. Yang Chan immediately stopped practicing and listened again to confirm it.

The sound had come from Zhao Qiyang's room nearby. The pharmacists' residences were all relatively close together, and Yang Chan would occasionally check Zhao Qiyang's room each day, along with the other pharmacists' residences.

Once he confirmed there was movement, Yang Chan first returned to his room and brought along the things he had prepared before descending the mountain, as well as lime, a specialty of Taiyu City. It was something excavated alongside dragon bones. Since he had seen it, he naturally would not let it pass him by.

After bringing everything, Yang Chan quietly crouched outside Zhao Qiyang's courtyard without entering.

Thanks to the Tai Chi Health Cultivation Technique, his five senses were stronger than those of ordinary people. He could detect even the slightest movements.

If the movement had come from another pharmacist, Yang Chan would have ignored it outright. But he felt that there was something wrong with Zhao Qiyang, so he hid and eavesdropped.

His current position was rather special: it was outside Zhao Qiyang's house, but if he took one step back, he would enter another pharmacist's courtyard. This was the escape route Yang Chan had prepared for himself.

Even if someone discovered him, he could leave quickly while shifting suspicion onto the other pharmacist, freeing himself from involvement.

"Didn't I tell you not to come looking for me during this period? Ever since the matter at the medicine store, someone in the Qingyuan Sect has been watching me. This makes it very easy for me to be exposed."

Zhao Qiyang shouted in a low, angry voice. Even this was the result of him forcibly restraining himself; otherwise, his voice would have been heard by people nearby.

For the sake of safety, Zhao Qiyang had done nothing at all during this period and kept an extremely low profile. Other than the uncontrollable killing intent that arose whenever he saw Yang Chan, he had behaved normally in every other respect.

Zhao Qiyang had hidden within the Qingyuan Sect for many years. He could still suppress the killing intent in his heart and refrain from acting, waiting quietly for an opportunity. But while he thought that way, someone else did not. At such a time, they had come directly to find him, leaving Zhao Qiyang both alarmed and enraged.

As an infiltrator, if the Qingyuan Sect discovered him, his fate was easy to imagine. He would surely die an ugly death.