After all five types of pills had been refined.
Ye Qingxuan made an estimate. At Hundred Treasures Pavilion's repurchase price of seventy percent of the market price, he could sell them for 389,970 low-grade spirit stones.
The spirit stones he had spent procuring spirit herbs, meanwhile, amounted to less than forty thousand low-grade spirit stones. It could be said to be a staggering profit.
Of course, other alchemists did not possess Ye Qingxuan's heaven-defying pill success rate. Alchemists who occasionally made a mistake and ruined an entire furnace of pills were everywhere.
After refining the spirit herbs, Ye Qingxuan had Ye Zhaoheng and Ye Zhaoyu take all the pills to Hundred Treasures Pavilion to sell, while also procuring a few more things for him.
He himself began studying the artifact crafting inheritance, preparing to use the spirit minerals and materials he had previously purchased to forge artifacts.
Since Bai Wenyang already knew Ye Zhaoheng and Ye Zhaoyu, he did not send Bai Wenyang a message in advance to explain everything this time.
Once the two brothers, Ye Zhaoheng and Ye Zhaoyu, brought the pills to Hundred Treasures Pavilion, Bai Wenyang was stunned once more.
He knew that Ye Qingxuan's alchemy talent was heaven-defying, but did it have to be this heaven-defying?
How long had it been? Not only had he refined Tier Two Pills, he had refined so many of them? Just how terrifying was that pill success rate?
If not for the constraints of the Dao Oath, he truly would not have been able to resist sharing Ye Qingxuan's information with several of his friends, giving them a shock as well.
But now, Bai Wenyang could only think about it in his heart!
After selling all the pills, the two brothers, Ye Zhaoheng and Ye Zhaoyu, followed Ye Qingxuan's