Immortal Taoist Lord: My Cultivation Have No Limits

Chapter 297: 121 Tokens, Heritage (10K Subscription Needed)_3

Chapter 297: 121 Tokens, Heritage (10K Subscription Needed)_3

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Three days later.

In the heart of the cave dwelling.

Su Yu operated the Golden Cicada technique for peace of mind and concentration, with his mind empty, the various traditions of the Bihai Pill refining process emerged in his mind. When his state reached its peak, he pressed a hand on the pitch wood cauldron, and with mana pouring into it, a tinkling sound was heard, and a green-blue flame rose.

He took out the ingredients for a Bihai Pill, and when the temperature reached a certain limit, Su Yu began to add and refine the ingredients one by one according to the Bihai Pill tradition.

“Three taels of white snow fungus, the heat gently turns strong, keep it for three breaths to melt it, then turn it into a weak fire to nourish the spirits… Ten taels of heavenly blue spirit grass, dissolve sharply in half a breath of time, then turn it to extract ten parts into one… After the Bihai Heavenly Lotus is dissolved, cultivate the spirit to blend the pill, all methods become one, and the pill is formed.”

The heat, temperature, and fusion of the fluid of each medicinal ingredient after its dissolution—every step—Su Yu strictly followed the ancestral pill formula.

After nearly half a day.

Hum!

Su Yu struck a pill collecting technique, and the lid of the pill cauldron flew up immediately. Three slightly uneven pills flew out of the cauldron and hung in front of him.

Smelling the strange, impure medicinal fragrance wafting from these three Bihai Pills, as well as looking at the incomplete appearance of the Bihai Pills, Su Yu carefully pondered and recalled his pill refining process for the past half day.

Half an hour later, Su Yu thoughtfully made a little gain: “I refined it wrong, and only got three waste pills.”

Boom.

Su Yu’s mana shook, destroying the three waste Bihai Pills.

Even though these third-order low-grade waste pills are actually quite valuable, Su Yu would not allow the waste pills he refined to circulate out.

He accounted for it. The cost of the materials for a third-order low-grade Bihai Pill was already between eight to ten medium-grade spirit stones.

About a thousand lower-grade spirit stones in total.

Although he had not come into contact with third-order low-grade pills and did not know the specific price of Bihai Pills outside, if he calculated it according to his own, the price of a third-order low-grade Bihai Pill should be at least above twenty medium-grade spirit stones to make a profit. Otherwise, it would be a loss.

This price is not ordinarily expensive.

Of course.

A True Man in the Core Formation Realm with a little bit of accumulation could afford such cultivation materials. For the effects of these alchemy pills, this price was absolutely worth it.

Su Yu had nearly a hundred portions of Bihai Pill materials in stock. Most of them were materials he had collected himself, and a small part was materials that the ancestors of the Li family and others had contributed to him.

Now that he had only wasted one portion, he could continue refining.

Su Yu sat cross-legged, recovering his mana and energy while recalling his previous alchemy errors and insights.

After more than one hour.

Su Yu began refining the Bihai Pill again.

Time gradually passed.

After refining the materials for the fifth Bihai Pill, Su Yu struck a pill collecting technique. Three Bihai Pills flew out of the alchemy furnace and hung in front of him. Their bodies were green and crystal clear, like natural jade stones, emitting a faint green luminescence.

A rich exotic fragrance wafted from these three Bihai Pills.

Although all three Bihai Pills were of ordinary quality, Su Yu looked at them with a slight smile on his face and breathed a sigh of relief: “Success.”

He put the alchemy pill into a jade bottle and then into an ancient jade box.

Su Yu sat cross-legged to recover mana and energy, and then continued alchemy.

After the Bihai Pill materials were exhausted, Su Yu’s success rate or proficiency in refining Bihai Pill had increased to nearly forty percent.

With all the materials, he gained a total of ninety-two Bihai Pills, of which only six were of excellent quality and the rest were of ordinary quality.

In terms of value, he didn’t lose.

Having run out of Bihai Pill materials, Su Yu took out the materials for other common third-level low-grade alchemy drugs to refine.

Half a year later.

Su Yu had already brought the proficiency of three commonly used third-order lower-grade alchemy drugs, Bihai Pill, Miluo Pill, and Cangyun Pill, to a level of over thirty percent.

Among them, the Bihai Pill was used for cultivation, the Miluo Pill was used for healing, and the Cangyun Pill was used for recovering mana. All were commonly used third-order lower-grade alchemy drugs.

This level of alchemy materials was now hard to collect, and the difficulty and time required for refining had greatly increased.

If he wanted to continue to increase his proficiency, it would probably take a lot more time.

Just as Su Yu was thinking of refining other third-level low-grade alchemy drugs to enhance his alchemy skills, outside the Dan Mountain, Taoist Xiuyu visited.

Dan Mountain, the palace hall.

Su Yu appeared at the gate. Inside, Su Rui’an and Yu Ke’er were entertaining Taoist Xiuyu and others. Besides Taoist Xiuyu, Fairy Fengling of Bai Yue Fairy City and Xu Wansheng were also present.

Seeing Fairy Fengling and Xu Wansheng, Su Yu was slightly surprised, not expecting the two to visit.

Seeing Su Yu appear, Taoist Xiuyu couldn’t help but stand and chuckle: “Taoist Friend Su, I’m sorry for my abrupt visit today, please forgive me.”

Such a distance?

Looking at Taoist Xiuyu’s attitude, Su Yu had some thoughts.

Fairy Fengling and Xu Wansheng also both stood. Fairy Fengling’s stunning face showed a hint of a smile, her bewitching eyes pure and flawless. Upon seeing Su Yu approach, she slightly opened her mouth to say, “It’s been many years, Taoist Friend Su looks a lot different.”

Xu Wansheng stood silently, but his gaze was covertly observing Su Yu, his heart full of astonishment and uncertainty.

He really couldn’t understand.

How did Su Yu, who was only at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment Realm, managed to kill two True Men of Core Formation Realm?

He had a less illustrious background than himself, his talent was not as good as his own, and his cultivation environment was inferior to his own.