Either this step had to be completed with extraordinary alchemy skills, or it required an exceptionally powerful divine sense. This relatively clumsy method was used to achieve the same result.
That was precisely what made the Ice-Pattern Marrow-Replenishing Pill so difficult to refine. Even a third-grade Pill King would find it extremely taxing if his Primordial Spirit was lacking. As for Pill Kings whose Primordial Spirits surpassed those of ordinary cultivators, they were even harder to find. Lu Xiaotian alone was an exception. Not only was he already a third-grade Pill King, but there was no need to mention the strength of his Primordial Spirit.
The Ice-Pattern Grass took shape inside the pill furnace, forming row upon row of fine scales that wrapped around the medicinal liquid within. From time to time, drops of medicinal juice seeped out and fell onto the scorching furnace walls. With a hiss, they turned into wisps of smoke that rose through the small round hole in the furnace lid.
This process continued for several hours before three liquid pills finally appeared inside. They were wrapped in ice-colored scales, like three soft pearls.
"Three mid-grade pills." A trace of hesitation flashed through Lu Xiaotian's eyes. There was indeed hope of breaking through to the high grade, but the risk was considerable, and he had no second set of spiritual materials. There was no need to take that risk.
Having made up his mind, Lu Xiaotian stretched out his palm and slapped the air. The top of the pill furnace sprang open, and the three pearl-like liquid pills fell into his palm. Lu Xiaotian selected one and stored it separately in a pill bottle. He did not ask for any additional payment for the refinement. The remaining two mid-grade pills were worth far more than several