After bidding farewell to Lei Yu, Tang Yan returned to his courtyard at the inn.
After using true qi to screen off the courtyard's aura, Tang Yan began refining pills.
Early the next morning.
Tang Yan returned to the Ordinary Pill Shop and handed Lei Yu two porcelain bottles, explaining, "This bottle contains a Soul-Filling Spirit-Shaping Pill, and this one contains a sixth-tier Profound Light Essence Condensation Pill. They can help you recover your strength quickly."
Lei Yu accepted them with trembling hands and gently pulled out a stopper, his heartbeat quickening involuntarily.
Knowing Tang Yan was going to refine pills for him, he had spent the entire night torn between hope and fear. After all, although Tang Yan had shown considerable knowledge of pills, he was still far too young.
High-tier pills also depended heavily on technique. If the Soul-Filling Spirit-Shaping Pill Tang Yan refined turned out to be inferior, or the whole batch became useless pills, it would be quite a waste of heaven's bounty.
But with his cultivation realm fallen, he could barely refine fifth-grade pills himself, and he could find no suitable person to do it for him. He could only pray that Tang Yan's performance would be reasonably steady.
Now, when he saw the pill inside the bottle clearly, his pupils abruptly contracted, and the porcelain bottle nearly slipped from his hand.
Although his strength had fallen, his discerning eye remained as sharp as ever. This pill was round as a pearl and smooth as jade, naturally flawless, its surface seemingly coated in a layer of glossy lacquer, fine and lustrous.
Inside the porcelain bottle, there was only the faint fragrance given off by the pill's coating. It was so subtle that he could not identify any of the medicinal herbs.
"An Immortality Pill!" Lei