Lu Xiaotian replayed the several pill formulas Kuang Ziyou had provided in his mind. These pill formulas were not secrets to either Yu Xuan or the Honghao Celestial Court. Once an alchemist attained a certain status after advancing to become a third-grade Pill Saint, they could gain access to them. If Lu Xiaotian stayed in the Honghao Celestial Court a little longer, he would be able to obtain these formulas as well.
The higher a Pill Saint's grade, the more secrets of the Heavenly Pill Palace they could access. At this point, Kuang Ziyou had merely brought that process forward somewhat. However, although both celestial courts possessed formulas for these four immortal pills, refining them was no easy task.
Lu Xiaotian had a premonition that the other side would certainly not let the matter rest. After all, for the Yu Xuan Celestial Court—which currently believed it had to outdo its opponent in everything—to let him leave Yu Xuan Celestial Court unscathed was not something it could easily accept. Even for the sake of face, it had to make the other side look bad; otherwise, would that not amount to showing weakness? Even if some people did not care about empty reputations, the voices advocating victory over their opponent would certainly make up the majority.
However, since the other side knew that, as a third-grade Pill Saint, his Primordial Spirit was bound to be far stronger than that of an ordinary Mysterious Immortal, using a pill battle to wear down part of his spiritual sense first would be a good strategy.
Lu Xiaotian naturally understood the other side's plan. However, they were still estimating him according to the strength of a third-grade Pill Saint. Given the difficulty of refining these four pills, merely deducing the medicinal properties of the various immortal