"Dharmic Condensation Buddha Ring Pill? Benefactor Lu, are you certain?" Wuyuan was taken aback, and an uproar immediately swept through the crowd.
"Haha, Lu, you're asking for death!" Hearing Lu Xiaotian's choice, He Wenyu couldn't help bursting into laughter. Though he'd felt he had a psychological advantage over Lu Xiaotian, he hadn't been completely certain of victory. But after seeing Lu Xiaotian make such a choice, a great weight lifted from his heart.
"I'm certain. I'll make the Dharmic Condensation Buddha Ring Pill," Lu Xiaotian said with a nod.
"Since Benefactor Lu has made his decision, very well. I'll have someone deliver the spirit materials to the designated pill room shortly. This ship has over a hundred rooms, and the Green Lotus Temple has selected thirty-five of them for this pill-making contest. Each room is equipped with a projection stone, so the guests here can watch the pill kings' progress. The setup also minimizes outside interference. Now that you've chosen the pills you'll refine, please proceed to your respective pill rooms." Wuyuan gestured for them to go ahead.
"Is that Lu fellow insane? He's actually chosen a spiritual pill that only a third-grade pill king might be able to refine." Among those present, aside from people like Shang Wuhen, who knew nothing about the art of alchemy, there were many alchemy masters and grandmasters, and they were all talking about it.
"Brother Lu, what is he planning?" Zhu Jinfu slapped his forehead. His wealth far exceeded that of an ordinary Spirit Transformation cultivator, but even he couldn't afford to throw money around like this. It had been one thing to give Lu Xiaotian an expensive pill furnace; that was a favor, after all. But now he'd wagered another two thousand low-grade spirit crystals on Lu Xiaotian. Added together, the two