He went to the Spirit-Nurturing Pavilion and refined eight batches of pills.
With his payment for the alchemy in hand, Li Ping left under Madam Sun's respectful escort and returned to his cave abode.
Standing beside the pool, he gazed at the Mountain-Suppressing Softshell Turtle submerged at the bottom, a thoughtful look in his eyes.
Although it had reached the third tier, without a life-bound treasure, the Mountain-Suppressing Softshell Turtle was still a little brother when it came to combat strength. Before the three big shots, it could only remain obediently in the pool.
After considering what sort of treasure to refine for the Mountain-Suppressing Softshell Turtle, Li Ping invited Daoist Gaoji out once again.
Daoist Gaoji had followed him for nearly three hundred years. Throughout that time, he had remained hidden in the microcosm realm, studying the Puppet Art in an attempt to push the Heavenly Craft Sect's Puppet Art to the fourth tier.
Li Ping asked with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Gaoji, how is your research into the Puppet Art coming along?"
"I'm afraid I've made a fool of myself before you, Fellow Daoist Li. I still haven't devised a method for refining a Fourth-Tier Puppet." Daoist Gaoji sounded somewhat ashamed. "A Fourth-Tier Puppet can rival a Nascent Soul Cultivator in battle. I underestimated how difficult it would be to refine one."
Li Ping nodded slightly at his words.
It was hardly surprising that Daoist Gaoji had yet to develop a Fourth-Tier Puppet.
After all, he had only been a Core Formation Cultivator when he was alive. Everything he knew of a Nascent Soul Cultivator's methods came from various texts.
The difficulty of developing a Fourth-Tier Puppet with so little information was easy to imagine.
Perhaps because he had failed to live up to his own boast, Daoist