"Would there be any trouble? If it's dangerous, then forget it."
Upon hearing the words Pill Hall, Chu Zheng immediately spoke up. Pills would be the icing on the cake if they could get them; if not, it was no great loss.
If Fu Quanliang got himself killed over this, it would not be worth it.
"It won't be difficult. Several of the Pill Hall's medicine boys are old friends of mine. We entered the sect in the same batch, so there won't be any problem."
Fu Quanliang shook his head. If there were truly danger, he would not do it either.
No matter how experienced an alchemist was, they could not guarantee a one-hundred-percent success rate.
Generally speaking, if two out of three batches of herbal ingredients produced pills, with a success rate nearing seventy percent, one was already a qualified alchemist.
For a major sect like the Phantom Spirit Sect, the amount of scrap pills produced each day was an astonishing figure.
These scrap pills were usually ground into powder and used to fertilize medicinal fields. A small amount going missing would not draw anyone's attention at all.
The True Interpretation of the Dao of Alchemy Song Lingqing had given him contained much information on alchemy. Chu Zheng had read some of it over the past few days and had gained a basic understanding.
Alchemy was vast and complex. It did not demand much in terms of aptitude, but its requirements for talent and comprehension were absurdly high.
This differed from Immortal Bones. Those with High-grade Immortal Bones did not necessarily possess talent for alchemy, while those with Low-grade Immortal Bones and monstrously exceptional alchemy talent were not unheard of.
From medicine boy to qualified alchemist required at least several decades of training. It could be said that