The Mu Clan, a tense atmosphere hung over the encampment.
Jiang Feng had obtained sufficient materials and began preparing to refine Transcendence Divine Pills.
Refining Transcendence Divine Pills inside the Golden Coffin would not only reduce the difficulty, but also accelerate time.
The refinement of divine pills differed from that of ordinary pills. The efficacy of a divine pill lay primarily in its pill spirit. Thus, the core of refining divine pills was spending vast amounts of time nurturing a pill spirit with incantations and heavenly treasures.
Refining one Transcendence Divine Pill required ten thousand years. Refining ten thousand Transcendence Divine Pills required one hundred million years.
One hundred million years was neither particularly long nor particularly short for gods.
Even if the Golden Coffin accelerated time to its utmost limit, it would still take ten thousand years.
Over ten thousand years, countless variables could arise.
"Guiqing, you must be extremely careful during this time," Jiang Feng cautioned. "The imperial clan has already noticed our movements. They definitely won't sit by and do nothing."
Mu Guiqing said, "You can rest assured on that point. The imperial clan may be overbearing, but without absolute proof, they won't dare act recklessly. After all, they don't rule only our Mu Clan."
Jiang Feng nodded. "You're right. They certainly won't dare make any major moves, but there definitely won't be a shortage of minor ones."
Mu Guiqing thought for a moment, then nodded. "Don't worry. While you're in seclusion refining pills, I'll reduce all unnecessary clan activities."
Jiang Feng knew that what was meant to come would come eventually. There was no avoiding it.
The only thing he could do was keep the risks under control as much as possible.
He had already made arrangements, refining a spirit artifact for each of Red Phosphorus