After refining for two days like this, Ye Jingcheng finally took down the closed-seclusion sign.
Now, in his storage pouch, he had already prepared more than a hundred Dust-Descending Pills.
But in Ye Jingcheng's budget, he had to prepare at least six hundred Dust-Descending Pills.
Of these, he would take three hundred with him, and leave another three hundred in the mortal world.
That way, even if the family emerged from seclusion in the future, or if Ye Qingyan also smuggled himself into the Spirit Realm, the mortal world would not end up unable to smuggle people over later.
Fortunately, whether the Dust-Descending Pills had spirit patterns or what their quality was like did not matter.
When Ye Jingcheng refined them, he did not need to pursue the ultimate so obsessively. He only needed to ensure their quality was acceptable. The reason there were only a little over a hundred Dust-Descending Pills was merely that the supply of spirit herbs had not been abundant enough and had limited him.
As for these spirit pills, he also planned to give Divine Lord Zhengyuan and Purple Sun Divine Lord one each.
As for the others, he had no such thoughts.
Even Heaven-Breaking Divine Lord and Vast Righteousness Divine Lord were the same.
The two of them were only icing on the brocade for the Ye Family, but the Righteous Path Sect and Purple Sun Sect had absolutely been charcoal sent in the snow.
If too many people knew about the Dust-Descending Pills, it would definitely affect the Ye Family's concealment. After all, the number of Ye Family members going up this time would not be small.
Moreover, for cultivators who smuggled over, even without Dust-Descending Pills, nothing would happen in the first three hundred years. Only after three hundred years would tribulation