More than twenty pills—Yang Chen felt deeply uneasy, unsure whether his luck would be good enough for him to succeed in one go.
What left Yang Chen exceedingly depressed was that his luck was clearly not much to speak of. After refining more than twenty pills, he had only succeeded twice, increasing his Dao Intent Inscriptions by over fifteen hundred. As for one type, he had used more than ten Dao Law Infinite Pills and still failed.
The later the Dao Intent, the harder it was to succeed.
The odds were one success in nine attempts.
Yet Yang Chen simply could not catch that one chance.
Left with no choice, he could only continue refining pills. In one breath, he refined another twelve before finally raising the Dao Intent Inscriptions of that last type as well.
The effects of top-grade medicinal pills were indeed extremely pronounced.
The final attempt directly increased his Dao Intent Inscriptions by over nine hundred.
Thus, each time, he could raise them by roughly more than seven hundred Dao Intent Inscriptions.
The final time was especially remarkable, raising the three remaining Dao Intents by a full two thousand five hundred Dao Intent Inscriptions.
Added to his previous fourteen thousand four hundred, his Dao Intent Inscriptions had drawn infinitely close to seventeen thousand daos, reaching sixteen thousand nine hundred Daos!
If that number got out, it would probably knock quite a few people's teeth loose in shock.
Of course, Yang Chen was the only one who dared play around like this.
Going back and forth, in order to raise these nine types of Dao Intent, he had spent more than fifty Dao Law Infinite Pills.
At thirty thousand points per pill, he had spent one and a half million points in less than a few days. Even