Naturally, Lu Xiaotian would never tell them about all the twists and turns involved. The fact that he was willing to refine pills for the two of them was already generous enough, and he would not take a single one less of the benefits he was due.
After receiving the three batches of spirit materials, Lu Xiaotian found time to refine the pills while cultivating. Of the four furnaces of spirit pills, only one succeeded, producing four pills. Lu Xiaotian took half of them again. Counting everything together, five furnaces had yielded two successful batches, with a pill-completion rate of forty percent. For Lu Xiaotian, who had only recently broken through to become a fourth-grade Pill King, or for any other fourth-grade Pill King, that rate was not low. However, excluding the portion Lu Xiaotian had skimmed off, the amount handed over to Nan Chendu and Shi Zhongyi was not particularly high.
Naturally, Nan Chendu and Shi Zhongyi knew that Lu Xiaotian had kept some Soul-Merging Pills for himself. That was his payment for personally refining the pills, so there was nothing much to say. Aside from Lu Xiaotian, the two of them had nowhere to find another fourth-grade Pill King to replace him.
Although Nan Chendu and Shi Zhongyi knew that Lu Xiaotian had taken some Soul-Merging Pills, they privately guessed that he had taken no more than two. That was already an extremely large number. If they knew that the amount they had received combined was only comparable to what Lu Xiaotian had taken, one could only wonder what they would feel.
One day, the Misty Flying Sword was still impossible to find anywhere between heaven and earth. In the region wrapped in hundreds of miles of sand and dust, the twelve Profound Flame pillars sped up and