(The previous chapters were 2,000 characters each, with two updates a day. These past few days, it had been changed to one 4,000-character update a day, so the total word count was about the same. But after the change, the already dismal data in every respect became even worse. So there was no helping it—it would be changed back to two updates a day. That could also improve the visibility of updates. The update times would return to the old schedule as well.)
"Brother Lu truly is a man of his word. You even refined pills for several extra days; I am deeply grateful. With Brother Lu's attainments in alchemy, you should not be an obscure nobody. How was it that I had never heard of Brother Lu's name anywhere from Blood Lion Mountain to Woundless City before?"
Shao Zixia's beautiful eyes swept over Lu Xiaotian again and again. Of the Soul-Calming Pills Lu Xiaotian had refined, middle-grade pills made up the majority, while low-grade Soul-Calming Pills were instead few in number. Such superb skill was not something an ordinary intermediate alchemist could achieve. Higher-quality Soul-Calming Pills would not only allow them to remain longer in this danger-ridden place, but would also reduce the effects of that mysterious aura to an even lower degree. Furthermore, among so many middle-grade Soul-Calming Pills, not a single high-grade pill had appeared. Whether it was Shao Zixia, Yu Dongbao, or the others, they all guessed that Lu Xiaotian had surely kept the high-grade Soul-Calming Pills for himself. It was only natural for an alchemist to tuck away the better pills. Who would not stuff good things into their own pocket?
In truth, just as Shao Zixia and the others had guessed, the finest batch of Soul-Calming Pills had indeed been kept by Lu Xiaotian