"My pills... gone..."
The burly Yang Wudi's eyes brimmed with tears. Unable to accept that he had lost, he thrust out his lips and was about to bawl over the pills.
Lin Qian was a normal person. He could accept a beauty shedding tears, but not a hulking man wailing at a funeral, so he decisively tossed the things out.
The pills that had flown away flew back again. Cradling the brocade box, Yang Wudi broke into a smile through his tears, which was even more chilling.
"An unheard-of method of refining medicine! Sect Master, please accept a bow from this Old Mountain Goat!"
Automatically ignoring the actual sect master, Tang San, Yang Wudi bowed low before Lin Qian.
Aside from the crystal blood dragon ginseng, the other man's unique method of refining medicine was another important reason he was won over.
As a Stone Age civilization, the Douluo Continent would not upgrade its cultivation methods until ten thousand years later. The same went for medicine refinement. At present, people ate whatever medicine they obtained directly. At most, they extracted the medicinal liquid and processed it a little. That was the limit.
In Douluo I, after stripping the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well of its immortal herbs, Tang San had his teammates eat them raw. Who knew how much medicinal potency had been wasted? Every time Lin Qian thought about it, his heart bled. Such fine things had gone to waste.
Having refined medicine for years, Yang Wudi naturally understood a little more than others. The other man's method of refining medicine alone left him too far behind to even glimpse the dust in his wake. When Lin Qian took the Heart of Silk Beauty out of his pocket as well, his voice trembled. He could not believe it