Refining Bigu Pills

Refining Bigu Pills

He left the Mysterious Space and flew toward Danxia Mountain on his flying instrument.

Shi Yue had over a hundred jin of Spirit Rice, as well as several hundred jin of Blood Qi Fruits and Purple Luo Apricots. They were just right for refining Bigu Pills.

After reaching Danxia Mountain, Shi Yue spent two Spirit Stones to rent a low-grade Alchemy Room.

During this month, Shi Yue had also set aside some time to read a few notes on alchemy, gaining a great deal from them.

This time, he was quite confident he could refine Bigu Pills.

Shi Yue sat cross-legged in front of a Yellow Furnace. After meditating for a quarter of an hour, he opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of stale air, and began refining pills.

He formed a Hand Seal with both hands and sent several spells toward the dragon's head. Streams of scarlet flame shot from it and gathered beneath the furnace.

After a little less than a quarter of an hour, Shi Yue felt the furnace had been preheated enough. He tossed in the ingredients he had prepared in advance and put the lid on.

A quarter of an hour later, waves of rich medicinal fragrance wafted out of the furnace.

Smelling the rich fragrance, Shi Yue became even more cautious, his expression grave.

After half a quarter of an hour, there was a BANG! A charred smell drifted out of the furnace.

This batch of Bigu Pills had failed again.

Shi Yue furrowed his brow and carefully recalled the entire refining process. He figured the flames might have been too strong, causing the failure. He cleaned the dregs from the furnace and began refining a second batch of Bigu Pills...

Two days later, Shi Yue sat cross-legged in front of the furnace, which was engulfed in roaring flames. The Alchemy Room was filled with a rich fragrance.

Shi Yue looked haggard, his eyes bloodshot.

He had lost count of how many times he had failed. There was only one thought in his mind now: refine Bigu Pills.

He refused to believe it. If other people could refine them, why couldn't he, Shi Yue? He would prove to himself that he could do it.

After half a quarter of an hour, Shi Yue withdrew his Hand Seal, and the flames surrounding the furnace instantly scattered and vanished.

He flicked his sleeve, and the lid flew up, landing steadily on the ground.

Shi Yue rose and strode over to the furnace. Inside lay ten yellow pills, each the size of a dragon's eye.

A tremendous sense of accomplishment brought a smile to Shi Yue's weary face. After failing again and again, he had finally succeeded in refining Bigu Pills.

Shi Yue picked up a yellow pill, sniffed it a few times, and put it in his mouth.

The moment it entered his mouth, the pill dissolved into a stream of sweet liquid that flowed into his stomach.

The next moment, a warm sensation spread through his body, and his stomach felt faintly full.

Shi Yue nodded with satisfaction. Though he had failed over a hundred times before succeeding once, at least he had succeeded. As long as he kept practicing, he believed his success rate would continue to rise.

He took out an empty White Porcelain Bottle and put the Bigu Pills inside.

A wave of drowsiness swept over him, and Shi Yue's eyes kept drooping shut. After refining pills day and night for two days and two nights, he had reached his limit, both mentally and physically.

Shi Yue's expression shifted. He entered the Mysterious Space, walked into the Stone Room, lay down on the stone bed, and slowly closed his eyes.

After who knew how long, Shi Yue opened his eyes, feeling refreshed and invigorated.

By then, all the rice stalks in the Spirit Field had fallen over, and some had even begun to rot.

Shi Yue took out a Black Porcelain Jar and pulled out a handful of Spirit Rice Seeds, scattering them evenly across the Spirit Field.

After he used Shi Yu to bring down the rain, green seedlings poked up from the soil one after another.

Next, he checked the growth of the Condensing Smoke Grass and Blazing Sun Grass. Once he confirmed they were fine, he left.

After leaving Danxia Hall, Shi Yue flew back to Uncle-Master Zhou's cave abode.

As soon as he entered, Shi Yue hurried over to the three mu of Water Moon Flowers and used Shi Yu on them.

When he was done, Shi Yue went outside and flew toward Great Void Valley.

The five Blood Qi Fruit trees and five Purple Luo Apricot trees had produced far too much fruit, several hundred jin of each kind. Shi Yue had used only a few dozen jin of Blood Qi Fruits and Purple Luo Apricots to refine Bigu Pills. He planned to keep some for refining more pills and sell the rest for Spirit Stones, which he could use to buy Cultivation Resources.

After reaching the market, Shi Yue circled around it once and entered a shop that bought Spirit Herbs.

The shop, called Hundred Herbs Hall, was two streets away from Green Pill Pavilion, which Taixu Sect had opened.

By rights, as a disciple of Taixu Sect, Shi Yue should have sold his spirit fruit to Green Pill Pavilion. But he had no intention of doing so. Quite a few fellow disciples went in and out of the pavilion, and it would be troublesome if anyone recognized him. Selling the fruit to strangers was safer.

The spacious hall was packed with cultivators, some fifty or sixty of them. They were all gathered around several counters, talking with a few shop assistants dressed in yellow.

Shi Yue quietly swept the crowd with his spiritual sense and found they were all Qi Refining Stage cultivators. After a moment's thought, he headed toward one of the counters.

Shi Yue glanced to either side. Only after confirming that no one was paying attention to him did he relax and ask bluntly, "Do you buy spirit fruit?"

"We do. Please go into the side room on the left. Someone inside will assist you, Fellow Daoist." The shop assistant pointed to a Stone Room on the left side of the hall.

Shi Yue nodded and headed toward the Stone Room.

A yellow curtain hung over the entrance, obscuring the view inside. A burly, dark-faced man stood guard outside.

As soon as Shi Yue approached the Stone Room, the dark-faced man stopped him.

"Someone is conducting a transaction inside. Please wait a moment, Fellow Daoist," the dark-faced man said flatly.

At this, Shi Yue nodded and waited where he stood.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a short, plump, middle-aged man walked out of the Stone Room.

The middle-aged man's brows were tightly furrowed, and he did not look pleased. He glanced casually at Shi Yue, then hurried out of Hundred Herbs Hall.

Seeing this, Shi Yue quickly went inside.

The Stone Room was some fifty or sixty zhang across and furnished with several elegant, antique tables and chairs. In one corner stood a purple incense burner, where a stick of incense smoldered gently, filling the air with a faint sandalwood scent.

An astute-looking Green-robed Old Man sat in a grand chair. His spiritual aura was at Qi Refining Level 7.

"This old man is Liu Yuan. May I ask your name, Fellow Daoist?" The Green-robed Old Man saw Shi Yue, stood up, and asked with a smile.

"Zhao Yue," Shi Yue replied, giving a false name.

"So you're Fellow Daoist Zhao. What Spirit Herbs would you like to sell? Please take them out. Our shop will certainly offer you a good price," the Green-robed Old Man said with a broad smile.

"Do you buy Blood Qi Fruits and Purple Luo Apricots? And what are your prices?" Shi Yue asked bluntly.

The Green-robed Old Man looked a little disappointed at this, but quickly recovered. After a moment's thought, he replied, "Of course we do. These two kinds of spirit fruit are among the lowest grade, though, so they aren't worth much. Blood Qi Fruits go for two Spirit Stones per jin, and Purple Luo Apricots for four Spirit Stones per jin."