Various Heaven Grade pills and precious spirit herbs that had long since vanished.
But none of those things were any use to him. At his current level, he couldn't use them anyway.
And Emperor's reaction was exactly what Ye Lin had expected.
Emperor stared at the pill in Ye Lin's hand, utterly aghast, his breathing growing more and more ragged.
The Dao Pill was an ancient-era pill. Its method of refinement had long been lost, and even if it still existed, no one could make one.
After all, refining this kind of pill required nine ninth-tier alchemists working together, and even then, there was only a sliver of a chance it would succeed.
Nine ninth-tier alchemists! They stood at the very pinnacle, supreme and unrivaled. Even now, ninth-tier alchemists held the highest status and could look down on any faction.
Even a faction like Nameless Mountain had to treat ninth-tier alchemists with the utmost courtesy.
That showed just how precious ninth-tier alchemists were.
And that still wasn't enough. To refine a Dao Pill, nine ninth-tier alchemists had to work together. Even then, there was only a sliver of a chance of success, let alone a pill with markings.
Simply managing to refine one would be an extraordinary feat.
And with so many pill markings, he guessed only a king-level alchemist from the ancient era could have made it.
A Dao Pill. This was a Dao Pill! Ye Lin was right: he had indeed been stuck at the peak of Spirit Transformation for a long time.
He cultivated through the imperial fortune method, but the Glazed Dynasty had made little progress over the past several thousand years. That was why his cultivation had stalled.
He had no confidence in breaking through on his own. Without the Luck Golden Dragon to protect