Of the pill formulas Mu Yun's grandfather had modified, one was for stopping bleeding. Because some alchemy Hand Seals were missing, what had originally been a Hemostatic Pill had become Hemostatic Powder.
Another helped temper the body. This one was a liquid medicine.
The last accelerated wound healing and worked on both internal and external injuries. It was also a liquid medicine, and worked even better when used with Hemostatic Powder.
Fu Wenzi scratched his head. "Aren't they supposed to be pills? Why are they all either liquids or powder?"
Mu Yun said, "By the time my grandfather came across this book, there was basically no Spirit Energy left in this world. Besides, refining pills requires Hand Seals, but the most crucial step was missing—the Hand Seals for forming pills."
"The book also said that refining pills required something called Mental Power. My grandfather studied it for a long time but never figured it out. He still regretted it on his deathbed."
Her voice was full of dejection.
Because of this book, her grandfather had spent his entire life pursuing a way to refine the pills it described.
To find substitutes for herbs that had long since gone extinct, he had ventured alone into uninhabited mountain wilderness.
After a lifetime of hardship, he had only managed to modify three formulas, yet still could not turn them into pills.
Even as he lay dying, he had still been thinking about it, still regretting it.
Fu Wenzi remembered that his little niece had received a Pill Master's inheritance.
Though his little niece was still at the stage of learning to read.
"Let me have a look at the book."
His eyes shifted, and he borrowed the book.
When he opened it, the very first page explained Mental Power.
Mental Power was extremely