The moment Elder Bian Ji returned to the Alchemy Dao, he received a welcome fit for the moon surrounded by stars. Many people even hoped he would immediately refine Feign Death Pills.
Elder Bian Ji did not care much about requests from cultivators outside the Alchemy Dao. He had always been used to doing things his own way and disdained things like cultivating emotional intelligence—those with strength were simply this confident.
However, another elder told him, "The Dao Master hopes you can first refine two batches of Feign Death Pills. This stuff... seems to have quite broad applications. We previously underestimated cultivators' expectations for this pill."
"Underestimated them?" Elder Bian Ji muttered softly, but did not ask further. To him, anything unrelated to pill refinement was not worth caring about. What mattered was that the Dao Master wanted him to refine pills, so he would refine two batches.
Because his Divine Soul was relatively powerful, he could use Spirit Severing to refine pills, so refining two batches at once was no issue. Since he still had energy to spare, he also refined a batch of "discarded products" that could feign death for fifty years.
Refining a batch like this took around eighteen days. When he emerged from the pill room twenty days later, he was stunned to discover, "There are actually this many people?"
When he had returned, several hundred people had been waiting near the Teleportation Array. Now, the plaza more than a hundred li from the pill room was gathered with what was likely over ten thousand cultivators, most of them from outside the Alchemy Dao.
This was quite astonishing. Although the place where Elder Bian Ji refined pills was not at the Alchemy Dao's main gate, it was still a Sub-Mountain Gate. Under normal circumstances, not many