"The texture isn't bad. Too bad it's still trash."
Bai Jing kneaded the "jelly" again and again, licked it with his tongue, then promptly vomited it out with a pained expression.
Afterward, he disposed of it along with the charcoal.
Not only did the "jelly" lack any medicinal potency, it was poisonous!
It had nearly killed him.
Of course, the comforting part was that this meant he was improving. He was not far from successfully forming a pill.
Next, the morning lesson that had never once been missed proceeded as usual, and the Talent Tree grew in an orderly fashion.
After that, Bai Jing continued throwing himself into pill refinement.
He planned to grind this pill formula up to low grade first before making any other arrangements.
Nearly two hours later, the thirteenth batch was finished. The result was a pile of charcoal accompanied by one "jelly."
In the fourteenth and fifteenth batches that followed, most of the results were "jellies," but Bai Jing would not dare taste them even if beaten to death.
"My whole body is made for grinding—how can I rest!"
As he washed the pill cauldron, Bai Jing noticed that the dark circles under his eyes had grown rather severe.
He had been refining pills day and night, and his spirit had become somewhat listless.
The Dragon Tiger Pills from before had long since been used up.
But!
Bai Jing took an exquisite jade bottle from his storage pouch and opened it. A medicinal fragrance immediately spread through the air, making even his soul tremble.
Spirit Replenishing Pills!
He had bought them to compare their medicinal effects with those of the Dragon Tiger Pills, so that he could settle on a price once his own pills were complete.
"Only four pills!" Bai Jing poured them all