He began refining pills!
The first batch exploded!
The explosion came unexpectedly, before he had even reached the final fusion stage.
He Pingsheng was not discouraged.
An explosion was good.
With this explosion, he would have experience for the next attempt.
Then the second batch exploded too.
Keep going!
The third batch exploded!
The fourth batch failed!
Although it failed, he had successfully refined twelve waste pills.
"Whew..." He Pingsheng exhaled a long breath of stale air.
After two straight days of pill refinement, he had finally produced a batch.
For He Pingsheng, waste pills counted as finished pills!
He did not continue refining. Instead, he spent two days reflecting on what had gone right and wrong before starting again.
From the fifth batch through the tenth, there were no more explosions.
They were all waste pills-thoroughly useless, consistently useless, and made with quite a knack for it.
Ten sets of ingredients had yielded seven batches of waste pills in total.
Next came enhancement.
He Pingsheng enhanced only one of the batches.
The twelve waste pills became twenty-four supreme-grade [Essence-Gathering Pills].
The other six batches remained waste pills. He Pingsheng did not enhance them, because these pills were only useful to Golden Core Stage disciples during cultivation. He had no use for them now, so there was no need to enhance them.
After gaining a rough understanding of his pill-refining skills, He Pingsheng settled back into a quiet routine.
Over the past year, he had first spent six months refining his clothes and shoes, then another six months cultivating his divine sense and practicing body refining. Adding in the auction, the Trading Fair, and his expedition with Xuanyuan to refine the Dual Spirit Pills, he had more or less done enough traveling.
He could resume cultivating.
He Pingsheng did not