"Senior Brother, this-this Spell Pellet is far too precious. Can I really accept it?" Han Li clutched the Spell Pellet tightly, his face full of reluctance.
Lin Yun smiled. "Just take it. Think of it as a reunion gift from your senior brother after all these years apart. Besides, if you refuse, I'll have a hard time asking you for a favor in a moment."
Han Li had no objection to helping Lin Yun.
Holding the Demon Core, he suddenly realized something. "Senior Brother, are you saying this Spell Pellet contains seventy percent of the Demon Core's spiritual power?!"
After learning of Spell Pellets, he had made inquiries and naturally discovered that they contained only thirty percent of the original Demon Core's origin qi. The explanation circulating outside was that Demon Cores contained large quantities of demonic qi, much of which had to be refined away before human cultivators could use the resulting Spell Pellets.
Yet the Spell Pellet in his hand actually contained seventy percent of the original origin qi!
At first, Han Li found it utterly unbelievable. Then he felt it was only natural. After all, with Senior Brother Lin's mastery of the Alchemy Dao, he hardly seemed like someone who would waste a Demon Core.
Lin Yun smiled again. "I have a rule when refining Spell Pellets for others: I first keep seventy percent of the Demon Core's origin qi for myself."
"Huh?" Han Li exclaimed in astonishment.
He had never expected Senior Brother Lin to be so black-hearted.
"Junior Brother Han, you mustn't tell anyone outside about this!" Lin Yun said with a smile.
Han Li hurriedly nodded. "Of course I won't tell anyone."
The two continued catching up while discussing the customs and local conditions of the Chaotic Star Sea. Before long, Han Li told