Sigh, was I too impulsive?
Sigh, I should have learned more first!
Sigh, if I'd known, I wouldn't have taken out those three gemstones so soon!
Sitting on a sofa in the first-floor hall of Fengya Villa, Jeffrey grew increasingly uneasy and could not stop sighing.
Qin Shaofeng's actions just now had seemed far too hasty to him, and Qin Shaofeng had agreed far too readily.
Even if he managed to refine a pill like this, could it really raise Mental Power?
And even if it could raise Mental Power, could it help a peak Seventh Grade Magician advance to the realm of an eighth-grade Magic King?
The more Jeffrey thought about it, the more regret filled his heart.
But the die had been cast. All he could do now was wait.
Jeffrey believed that even if Qin Shaofeng could refine pills, it would at least take a long time.
In his view, martial artists' pill refinement was like the alchemy of Western alchemists—it required a lengthy period of time.
Yet Jeffrey soon learned that he had been wrong.
Less than ten minutes later, Qin Shaofeng appeared again.
And he held a pill in his hand.
For Qin Shaofeng, refining a pill that enhanced Mental Power was child's play.
The reason was simple. Among the many spirit herbs in the Nine Spirits Palace, there were quite a few medicinal ingredients that could enhance Mental Power.
The reason Qin Shaofeng had not specifically refined pills to enhance Mental Power, instead tossing all the herbs wholesale into the Nine Spirits Cauldron to refine Ninefold Spirit Pills, was because he had no need to improve his own Mental Power at all.
Moreover, the Ninefold Spirit Pills he refined could completely make up for inadequate Mental Power.
If one's Mental Power realm was insufficient,