"Ladan started drawing the pill so early." Lu Xiaotian's eyes narrowed. It wasn't that the other party had spent too little time refining the pills; it was just that drawing the pill was usually done at the very last moment. Yet the one-eyed, white-haired old man still had a considerable amount of spiritual materials left to add to the furnace, and he had already begun drawing the pill. This had truly caught Lu Xiaotian off guard.
While Lu Xiaotian was still wondering why, the one-eyed, white-haired old man suddenly sped up. He swiftly tossed one spiritual material after another into the pill furnace. Before they could even touch the original pill liquid, the spiritual flames refined them into liquid, and each batch split into three.
The three portions looked identical, but in truth there were subtle differences between them. I see, Lu Xiaotian realized at once. Once dissolved, the spiritual liquid formed from the Thousand-Heart Fruit added last was extremely unstable. The one-eyed old man was worried that this uncontrollable liquid would ruin the entire batch of pills, so he had divided it into three portions. Even if he couldn't control one and it ruined that portion, all his efforts wouldn't be for nothing. As the common saying went, you shouldn't put all your eggs in one basket.
"B-Brother Lu, I can't hold out much longer. Damn it, I've been pulling this mystic rod day and night for several days without even a moment to catch my breath." The wild boar demon Pig Seven cursed and began pleading with Lu Xiaotian for help.
Human strength had its limits, and so did demonic strength. Lu Xiaotian glanced at the body cultivators pulling the mystic rods beside the other five fire toads. He saw that most of them were in much the