Pill Formula Given by the Great Thousand Revelation

Wei Luo already had several portions of the secret medicine, along with a way to remove its side effects.

All that remained was to refine it.

The problem was that Wei Luo had never even seen anyone refine medicine or pills, much less done it himself.

So he needed to borrow the hands of a Zhao Family pill master to refine this medicine.

"Brother Zhao, when I obtained this medicinal powder, I also got a pill formula. It might have some special effect."

Wei Luo took out the pill formula he had prepared earlier.

The moment Zhao Xiu took the formula, his fingers were stained black with ink, and the corner of his eye twitched.

"Uh... the weather was damp. I didn't store it properly."

Seeing this, Wei Luo could only stubbornly keep up the act.

Zhao Xiu had practiced martial arts year-round and knew little about pills.

But an unknown medicinal powder paired with an unknown pill formula achieving the effects Wei Luo described was simply a castle in the air.

Zhao Xiu had already lost all hope in the formula and said, "Since you're so insistent, I'll help you. Once the pill is refined, you'll understand."

Thus, Zhao Xiu called for the old steward and had him take Wei Luo to the pill room to find a pill master.

The Zhao Family's pill room was in another courtyard.

Ten minutes later, Cheng Ming stared at Wei Luo's pill formula, reading it over and over.

Cheng Ming had served as a pill master for the Zhao Family for more than ten years. Not only was he highly senior, his pill-refining skills ranked among the best in all of Pingjiang Town.

At that moment, the wrinkles between Cheng Ming's brows were nearly squeezed together.

"I'll ask one more time. You want to use this pill formula to refine away the toxicity of this thing, right?"

Wei Luo nodded at his words.

"That's right."

Cheng Ming looked again at the old steward.

"This is Zhao Xiu's intention?"

The old steward nodded.

"That's right."

Cheng Ming glanced once more at the pill formula, which could only be described as "absurd," and a trace of anger flashed across his face.

"I only know how to refine pills, not immortal magic. This formula doesn't follow even a shred of medicinal principles. Whether it can even form pills is questionable. I can't refine it."

Seeing Cheng Ming refuse so decisively, Wei Luo could not help but give a bitter smile.

As an experienced pill master, Cheng Ming was rare technical talent.

He held a high position in the Zhao Family, which treated him with due respect. Wei Luo, an outsider, had even less right to order him around.

After speaking, Cheng Ming directly went to inspect the other pill furnaces, leaving Wei Luo standing there.

When faced with someone as capable as Cheng Ming and just as temperamental, he could only accept his loss.

"Young Master Wei, Pill Master Cheng has immersed himself in this field for a long time. Since even he says so, I think you should not cling too tightly to this pill formula."

The old steward also spoke up to persuade him.

However, Wei Luo did not give up. Nothing deduced by the Great Thousand Revelation had ever been wrong so far.

Fortunately, besides Pill Master Cheng, the Zhao Family had other pill masters.

Flames rose within the pill room. There were more than a dozen bronze pill furnaces, three or four of them lit, with pill masters and medicine boys standing beside each one.

"Pill Master Wang, could I trouble you to refine a batch of pills for me..."

According to the old steward, this Pill Master Wang had a relatively gentle temperament, so Wei Luo made his request.

"Since the young master ordered it, wait until I finish this batch, and I'll help you give it a try."

After speaking with him, Pill Master Wang learned that this had been ordered by Zhao Xiu and smiled as he prepared to agree.

But just then, two heavy coughs rang out.

"Pill Master Wang, watch your fuel consumption. Refugees have been gathering outside the city lately; medicinal ingredients must not be wasted carelessly."

Wei Luo turned his head and saw that it was Cheng Ming speaking.

The moment Pill Master Wang heard this, he immediately claimed to be unwell and said that after finishing this batch of pills, he would have to return home.

Wei Luo's face immediately darkened. It seemed Cheng Ming had decided his formula was useless and could not even be bothered to let anyone try it.

It looked like Cheng Ming was the boss of the pill room. Asking any other pill master would produce the same result.

Wei Luo fell silent for a moment, then made up his mind.

"Won't refine it for me? Then I'll refine it myself!"

Wei Luo did not know whether pill refinement had any shortcuts.

But Wei Luo had the Great Thousand Revelation. He had thought of one way to use it long ago, and today was the perfect time to try it.

Thus, for the next two hours, Wei Luo stood behind Cheng Ming the entire time without saying a word.

Just over an hour later, Cheng Ming began to feel uncomfortable.

Could Wei Luo be humiliated into anger and planning to attack me?

But Cheng Ming quickly dismissed the thought, because he noticed that Wei Luo had been carefully watching every step of his pill refinement.

Soon, Cheng Ming understood.

Wei Luo wanted to secretly learn his pill-refining methods!

"If pill refinement were so easy to learn, everyone could become a pill master."

Cheng Ming glanced at Wei Luo, his words carrying a pointed meaning.

He was indeed right. There were fewer pill masters than martial artists. Even Cheng Ming, who had immersed himself in pill refinement for decades, did not dare call himself a "master."

For an ordinary person to become a pill master, they first had to study medicinal ingredients for three years, then medicinal principles for another three years, before they could begin assisting a pill master.

Even if Cheng Ming explained all the techniques and steps of pill refinement to Wei Luo in one breath, he was certain Wei Luo would not be able to refine a pill.

So Cheng Ming no longer bothered to hide anything. Instead, he stepped aside and occasionally explained things to Wei Luo.

"You must control the temperature of this fire properly. The slightest mistake will ruin the medicinal ingredients. Do you understand?"

"You also need to mind the order in which the ingredients are added... and then how these medicinal pellets form into pills..."

Cheng Ming refined pills while mocking him, until even the old steward could no longer bear to watch.

"Young Master Wei, perhaps you should have the young master introduce you to a pill master from another family another day."

But Wei Luo did not care. He shook his head firmly.

Only when Cheng Ming had grown tired from refining pills and went aside to rest did Wei Luo stand up and leave.

"Heh, he's finally leaving. Wait... what is this guy doing?"

Cheng Ming's eyes suddenly widened. He watched as Wei Luo first went to the medicine cabinet and took out more than ten kinds of medicinal ingredients, then walked to a pill furnace and lit a fire beneath it.

"He's going to refine pills?!"

Inside the pill room, several pill masters were left dumbfounded.

"Is he insane? Does he really think he can refine pills after watching a few times? He's looking down on pill refinement far too much."

Even Cheng Ming's brows trembled. He had never seen such an arrogant and conceited person.

He immediately strode furiously over to Wei Luo.

"Stop right there! If you damage the pill furnace—"

Wei Luo could no longer be bothered to speak with him. He grabbed Cheng Ming's outstretched hand and said coldly, "If the pill furnace breaks, I'll go back and apologize to Zhao Xiu myself. Stand farther away."

Cheng Ming's arm was squeezed painfully, and only then did he remember that Wei Luo was no ordinary person, but a martial artist.

He could only stand off to the side resentfully, muttering meaningless complaints under his breath.

Meanwhile, Wei Luo's mind was already immersed in the [Great Thousand Revelation].

What he needed to do was simple: continuously break down every step of pill refinement.

Deducing an entire pill-refining process required a long time, but if he broke it down finely enough, things would be different.

By reducing it to every movement of his hand, every addition of firewood and adjustment of the flames, and whether each medicinal ingredient could be added, he could deduce while refining.

[Add firewood] [Ignite fire] [Waiting time] [Temperature range] [Whether to add medicine]...

In just two minutes, Wei Luo used the Great Thousand Revelation to perform dozens of deductions.

Every step he took now was entirely based on those deductions.

His earlier observation of Cheng Ming refining pills had also given him a basic understanding of the process, making his deductions somewhat faster.

With both combined, although Wei Luo's movements appeared unpracticed, he did not miss a single necessary step.

Half an hour later, Wei Luo picked up another piece of aconite and deduced the timing for adding it.

"Whew... I didn't expect this kind of high-speed deduction to be so exhausting."

Wei Luo only felt dizzy and nauseated, and even the scene before his eyes had grown somewhat blurry.

Fortunately, the pill refinement was nearing its end. If he held on a little longer, he would witness success or failure.

After more than a dozen deductions, Wei Luo quickly moved the pill furnace lid aside by a crack, tossed in the aconite, then swiftly closed it again.

Every time he added medicinal ingredients, he had to be fast, keeping the temperature inside the pill furnace from changing as much as possible.

Through the rapid deductions, Wei Luo also quickly grasped quite a bit of pill-refining knowledge.

Though he had merely memorized it mechanically, this brief period alone was enough to equal half a year of a pill master's refining experience.

Another half hour passed. Wei Luo felt all five of his senses dulling, and he kept using the Great Thousand Revelation to deduce like a machine.

Clang!

The pill furnace lid fell to the ground with a loud sound.

Only then did Wei Luo stop deducing. In an instant, he felt as though his head were splitting apart.

Suppressing his discomfort, he looked into the pill furnace. Two oval brown pills lay quietly within.

He had refined them!