Jing Wen sat cross-legged in the center of the secret chamber, spiritual power circulating ceaselessly around him like gently flowing streams.
After several hours of careful meditation, he had returned to peak condition. His dantian brimmed with spiritual power, and his divine sense was as clear as a mirror.
Jing Wen took an exquisite jade box from his Storage Ring.
The moment he opened the lid, three Foundation Establishment Pills lay revealed inside, lustrous and white as jade, each giving off an enticing spiritual glow.
His fingertips brushed gently over the pills, feeling the pure medicinal potency contained within.
He carefully calculated their cost: each Foundation Establishment Pill had cost roughly 1,000 Spirit Stones.
The Green Liquid had undoubtedly accounted for the largest share of that cost.
These three Foundation Establishment Pills had consumed nearly ten drops of Green Liquid.
Those ten drops could mature a stalk of millennium spirit medicine, which translated to 3,000 Spirit Stones.
I can still improve the success rate, Jing Wen calculated inwardly. With his current mastery of alchemy, a little more finesse would let him bring the cost of each Foundation Establishment Pill down to between six and seven hundred Spirit Stones.
By his careful reckoning, the profits from refining Foundation Establishment Pills were almost five or six times those of simply selling millennium spirit medicine.
Best of all, demand for Foundation Establishment Pills always outstripped supply in the cultivation world.
Which major sect or cultivation clan was not eagerly longing to obtain a few more?
Even a prestigious major sect like Yellow Maple Valley could offer only a handful of Foundation Establishment Pills each year.
Sell one or two at a time...
That quantity would guarantee substantial returns without attracting too much attention.
Besides, he was now a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Occasionally offering