Bai Jing looked at the pill in his childlike senior brother's hand. The patterns on its surface were intricate and exquisite, flashing with dazzling purple light. A waft of pill fragrance rushed into his nose, and he felt even his lungs could barely hold themselves back, making him itch to breathe it in and refine it.
"How many Superior-grade Spirit Gathering Pills are in a bottle?" he asked.
"Five!" The child held up five fingers.
Bai Jing nodded and immediately said, "Get your junior brother five bottles of the superior-grade ones!"
He had condensed a Purple Gold Dao Platform. The space within his Dao pool was several times larger than an ordinary person's, so naturally, he required far more spiritual power.
Compared to inferior-grade Spirit Gathering Pills, superior-grade ones suited him better.
"Junior Brother is certainly generous. Only superior-grade Spirit Gathering Pills are worthy of a genius like you." The childlike senior brother beamed.
Yet Bai Jing only gave a bitter smile at the flattery and said, "I merely want to raise my cultivation quickly. How could newcomers like us have so much Immortal Merit to keep consuming such precious pills? I'm only having a little taste."
"Junior Brother, this senior brother of the pill path has heard of your brilliance in the trial grounds. You must have earned quite a bit of Immortal Merit, no?"
Bai Jing was slightly stunned at those words. Even such a trivial matter was known to him?
He immediately shook his head. "Not much. It's all for cultivation. Rather, I envy Senior Brother—earning Immortal Merit through pill refinement, how easy that must be."
The childlike senior brother did not agree. "How could it be as simple as Junior Brother imagines? The path of pill refinement is much like array formation and spiritual cultivation. It