What Waste Pill Repository? This Is Practically a Treasure Vault!

Inside the Waste Pill Repository.

Countless discarded pills lay piled in the middle of the room.

Lu Chen stared at the mountain of discarded pills before him, overcome with excitement.

But the pill poison inside the Waste Pill Repository was formidable. He had only been there a short while before he already felt dizzy and disoriented.

Even after taking a Detoxification Pill, one still could not withstand the pill poison here.

He was just about to grab a few handfuls of discarded pills and leave.

At that moment, his dantian suddenly grew hot. A suction force drew the pill poison that had invaded his body into his dantian, where it vanished into the Yin-Yang Creation Cauldron.

His spirits immediately lifted, and all discomfort vanished from his body.

"This..."

He was both shocked and delighted.

He had not expected the Yin-Yang Creation Cauldron to be capable of devouring the pill poison that entered his body.

With this, he no longer needed to fear the pill poison within the Waste Pill Repository!

Lu Chen was thrilled beyond measure.

As long as his Yin-Yang Creation Cauldron contained enough Yin-Yang Essence, he could turn the countless discarded pills before him into treasured pills of quality.

To him, this Waste Pill Repository, thick with pill poison, was practically a treasure vault—a treasure vault that could rapidly raise his cultivation.

First, he needed to become a servant disciple responsible for guarding the Waste Pill Repository. Then he needed to find a way to obtain Yin-Yang Essence.

As long as he possessed enough Yin-Yang Essence, why would he need to fear being unable to improve his cultivation?

So what if he had a Five-Element Mixed Spirit Root?

So what if he was trash at cultivation?

Even if I have to swallow pills, I'll swallow my way to higher cultivation.

However, that bastard Manager Pang would not let him off so easily.

Although he had used Yun Feier to cripple Hu Biao, Manager Pang would definitely find someone else to kill him.

Tomorrow night, Manager Pang would organize a competition. Whoever came in last would be sent to guard the Waste Pill Repository.

His opponent would try to kill him during the competition.

Admit defeat outright?

That was simply impossible. Manager Pang would not let him go easily.

He needed to raise his cultivation as quickly as possible to stay alive!

"Brother Lu, have you picked out your discarded pills? Come over and have a drink with me!"

Hou Dahai urged him from outside.

The Waste Pill Repositories at the front stored only low-grade discarded pills. The last few repositories deep within the valley stored the high-grade pills that had been ruined during refinement.

"I'm coming!"

Lu Chen made up his mind to use the Yin-Yang Cauldron to restore discarded pills and use the pills to raise his cultivation as quickly as possible.

He walked forward, but when faced with the countless discarded pills, he was dumbfounded.

Because he could not tell what kind of pills these discarded pills had once been.

All discarded pills looked the same—black as ink and filled with pill poison.

He could not be bothered to care any further. He simply grabbed discarded pills and stuffed them into his storage pouch.

Such an opportunity was hard to come by. If he wanted to enter the Waste Pill Repository again to take discarded pills, he would first have to become one of its guarding disciples.

His storage pouch was the lowest-grade kind, with limited space inside. If he stuffed in too many discarded pills, their pill poison would corrode the storage pouch.

After putting away several dozen discarded pills, the storage pouch had reached the limit of what it could bear.

If he put in any more, the storage pouch would be damaged.

It seemed he needed to replace it with a better storage pouch.

He put away the storage pouch and glanced at the discarded pills piled into a small mountain. Sooner or later, all these discarded pills would be his.

Reluctantly, he turned and left the Waste Pill Repository, locking the door behind him.

The instant he locked the main doors of the Waste Pill Repository, the pill poison inside was sealed away.

The entire Waste Pill Repository had been set up with a Spirit-Locking Formation to prevent the pill poison from leaking out and damaging the surrounding environment.

Even with the Spirit-Locking Formation in place, it still could not completely seal the pill poison within the Waste Pill Repository. A tiny amount continued to leak out.

After locking the door, Lu Chen looked up at the black qi soaring into the sky from deep within the valley.

Those few Waste Pill Repositories were something else.

Once I become a guarding disciple here, I'll open those repositories.

When that time comes, the high-grade discarded pills inside will all be mine too.

Haha...!

Fortunately, the entire valley was covered by a massive Spirit-Locking Formation that sealed the pill poison deep within it. Otherwise, if the pill poison in the depths of the valley erupted, countless living creatures within several hundred miles would perish.

Lu Chen silently resolved to replace Hou Dahai and become a disciple guarding the Waste Pill Repository.

"Brother Lu, don't take too many discarded pills from the Waste Pill Repository. If anyone finds out, I'll be in deep trouble."

As Hou Dahai spoke, he pulled out a wine cup and filled it, yet did not prepare one for Lu Chen.

"Rest assured, Brother Hou. I only took a little. I couldn't take much even if I wanted to."

Lu Chen smiled as he walked over and sat opposite Hou Dahai.

"The main thing is that my rotation ends in three days. I don't want anyone to catch me by the handle. If that bastard Manager Pang punishes me by making me stay here another half year, these old bones of mine will be finished."

Hou Dahai dreamed of leaving this hellish place.

This place was simply not fit for human habitation.

Even though one could take Detoxification Pills to neutralize the pill poison, over time, the body would still be eroded by it.

"With Brother Hou's Qi Refining, Third Level cultivation, plus Detoxification Pills, you still can't withstand the pill poison here?"

Lu Chen stared at Hou Dahai in surprise.

"Brother, when I first came here half a year ago, I was strong enough to kill a wild bull with one punch. Look at me now—I've been eroded by pill poison until I'm skin and bones, like an old man with one foot in the grave."

Hou Dahai shook his head with a bitter smile.

"..."

Lu Chen felt a chill in his heart, but then another thought occurred to him. Others would have their bodies corroded by pill poison here, but he was different. He had the Yin-Yang Creation Cauldron protecting him. Why should he fear mere pill poison?

To him, this place was practically a paradise of heaven and earth.

"It's getting late. I should head back first. The Sect Grand Tournament is approaching, and those senior sisters from the inner sect have all flooded into the alchemy rooms to practice Alchemy. Tomorrow will be busy."

Lu Chen rose as he spoke and took his leave.

"Alright, Brother Lu, take care!"

Hou Dahai could not wait for Lu Chen to get lost. He could hardly bear to share the jar of wine Lu Chen had brought with him.

After leaving the valley where the Waste Pill Repository was located, Lu Chen did not return to the Servant Quarters. Instead, he quietly made his way to the back mountain, to his secret cave.

He impatiently took out the Yin-Yang Creation Cauldron, then removed the discarded pills from his storage pouch.

He counted them. There were sixty-three discarded pills in total.

Without hesitation, he tossed one discarded pill into the Yin-Yang Cauldron. A "one" immediately appeared on its surface.

Restoring a discarded pill in the cauldron required one strand of Yin-Yang Essence.

He was just about to activate the Yin-Yang Cauldron and restore the discarded pill inside.

Wait!

A thought suddenly surfaced in his mind.

Rather than immediately restore the discarded pill, he tossed another one into the Yin-Yang Cauldron.

He stared fixedly at the "one" on the Yin-Yang Cauldron.

"It didn't change? It actually didn't change?"

Lu Chen stared at the number on the cauldron in shock.

He had guessed correctly. One strand of Yin-Yang Essence could restore more than just one discarded pill.

He tried tossing another discarded pill into the Yin-Yang Cauldron.

At this point, there were already three discarded pills inside the Yin-Yang Cauldron.

The "one" displayed on the cauldron's body remained unchanged.

Without hesitation, Lu Chen tossed in the fourth discarded pill.

Only then did the number on the cauldron change, turning from "one" to "two."

He then tried taking one discarded pill out of the cauldron.

The number on the cauldron returned to "one."

"I..."

Lu Chen was so depressed he could have vomited blood.

So one strand of Yin-Yang Essence could restore three discarded pills.

He had previously used one strand of Yin-Yang Essence to restore a single discarded Qi-Gathering Pill. He had suffered a huge loss.

That Yin-Yang Essence had been obtained through so much painstaking effort.

"Restore!"

Lu Chen directly controlled the Yin-Yang Cauldron with his mind.

A strand of Yin-Yang Essence flew out from within the cauldron and fused with the three discarded pills inside.

Spiritual qi swirled around the entire Yin-Yang Cauldron.

Yin-Yang Essence surged within the cauldron.

Before long, the Yin-Yang Cauldron gradually calmed down.

A medicinal fragrance wafted out from the cauldron.

"It worked..."

Lu Chen was both shocked and overjoyed.

A line of text appeared on the Yin-Yang Cauldron: Qi-Gathering Pill: ninth-grade low, one; Qi-Gathering Pill, ninth-grade high, one; Body-Tempering Pill, ninth-grade high, one!

Lu Chen was so excited that his hands shook. He could not even hold the lid steady, and it took him three tries before he finally lifted it off.

Three finished pills lay quietly inside the cauldron.

A wave of medicinal fragrance rushed at his face, making his spirits rise.

Among the discarded pills he had restored this time, there had actually been two Qi-Gathering Pills and one Body-Tempering Pill. Moreover, one of the Qi-Gathering Pills was ninth-grade high quality, and the Body-Tempering Pill was also ninth-grade high quality.

He had struck it rich.

One had to know that the lowest quality of pills was ninth-grade low, followed by ninth-grade middle, ninth-grade high, eighth grade, seventh grade, all the way up to first-grade high.

Pills surpassing first-grade high were supreme-grade pills.

Among the countless alchemy cultivators in the cultivation world, those capable of refining supreme-grade pills could be counted on one hand. They were all Alchemical Grandmasters, or even Pill Kings.

Supreme-grade pills were no longer something one could buy merely with money.

Even a ninth-grade high pill was worth at least several hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

Alchemists were absolutely the most profitable profession in the cultivation world.

One strand of Yin-Yang Essence could restore three discarded pills, and he still had thirteen strands of Yin-Yang Essence left.

That meant he could still restore thirty-nine discarded pills.

Gritting his teeth, he directly tossed thirty-nine discarded pills into the Yin-Yang Cauldron.

Sure enough, the number "thirteen" appeared on the cauldron's body.

"Restore..."

Lu Chen did not hesitate and directly restored all thirty-nine discarded pills.

He stared intently at the Yin-Yang Cauldron enveloped in Yin-Yang Essence, his heart filled with tension.

It was like opening blind boxes.

He eagerly anticipated what finished pills he would obtain.