“Today, I refined a seventh-grade pill, the Meridian Cleansing Pill.”
Mu Tanzhi, who was standing in front, spoke loudly. Then spiritual light flashed in his hand, and flames rose.
A seventh-grade pill.
He was already an alchemy expert to be able to refine a seventh-grade pill.
In the entire Nine Mystic Sword Sect, there were not many alchemists who could refine seventh-grade pills.
This was because the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s alchemy was weak and their foundation was shallow. It could be seen that a seventh-grade pill was already a precious item in the cultivation world.
Someone chuckled and said in a low voice, “The Eldest Young Master of the Mu family wants to refine the Meridian Cleansing Pill. Is this a sign that he’s the direct disciple of the Mu family?”
“Of course. The Mu Family’s Meridian Cleansing Pill is the pill that the Mu Family produces the most. It’s a unique pill. Only if the juniors can refine this pill can they be independent.”
Those who knew the Mu family’s rules said.
A unique pill of the Mu family?
Han Muye’s gaze fell on Mu Tanzhi, carefully observing him.
Previously, he did not take a closer look at the Mu family’s juniors refining pills because he was not interested in these eighth-grade and ninth-grade pills.
Now that Mu Tanzhi wanted to refine the Mu family’s unique medicinal pill, he naturally had to take a look.
“It’s the Meridian Clearing Pill. This is a pill that you specially developed for us sword cultivators. It can remove the sword qi in our meridians and increase the circulation speed of the sword qi.”
Patriarch Tao Ran looked emotional and whispered.
“We’re all fellow Daoists. We’re not specially made for sword cultivators. We just don’t want to be more useful to sword cultivators.” Mu Chunhui smiled and waved his hand, his expression calm.
As the disciples of the Mu family rose with the spiritual fire, the others also began to prepare to refine pills.
Mu Wan was at the back. When she threw the spiritual herbs into the pill furnace, most of the people watching did not notice her.
It was just a Cloud Qi Pill.
99% of the people present knew how to refine this pill.
This was the pill that low-level cultivators needed the most.
However, most alchemists would not refine anymore as long as they were successful in their cultivation.
This was because refining this pill did not improve their alchemy skills much. They could only exchange it for some spiritual rocks.
What orthodox alchemists looked down on the most were alchemists who refined pills for spiritual rocks.
How could an alchemist only want spiritual rocks?
“Young Master Chang Ming, that’s the Mu family’s disciple in Linghua Pavilion. Look, he’s refining the Cloud Qi Pill now. It can be seen that his aptitude and talent are really ordinary.”
The Mu Family’s female cultivator standing beside Chang Ming spoke in a low voice and looked at Mu Wan with disdain.
It was unknown if Mu Wan was playing hard to get yesterday, but she actually turned around and left before Young Master Chang Ming.
Today’s pill refinement was just nice.
Pretending to be virtuous?
“Hehe, perhaps I know my limits.” Chang Ming shook his head and said calmly, “Anyone who offers pills on the same stage as Brother Tanzhi pales in comparison.”
There was pride in his words.
Among his peers, he was the only one who could compete with the eldest son of the Mu family!
The people around Chang Ming nodded slightly.
Today was the Patriarch’s birthday, and it was also the time for the younger generation to stand out.
Since the Eldest Young Master of the Mu family was famous, this Young Master Chang Ming would definitely not be inferior!
Mu Tanzhi’s refining technique was very fast. Clearly, he was extremely skilled.
Han Muye’s gaze froze, and the images in his mind kept spinning.
He had comprehended the refinement method of the Meridian Cleansing Pill.
He had comprehended the formula for the Meridian Cleansing Pill.
When the fragrance of the pill drifted out of the furnace, Han Muye had already understood the refinement method of this pill.
The above-grade spiritual medicine, Spiritual Light Grass, was used as a guide to resolve the strange power in the meridians and clear them.
Instead of calling it the Meridian Clearing Pill, it was better to call it the Meridian Cleansing Pill. It was absolutely a medicinal pill for cleansing the meridians.
Images kept appearing in Han Muye’s mind, and his alchemy techniques began to simplify.
After comprehending the refinement method of the Void Meridian Pill, he had such consideration for other pills.
As long as he could save a step in the refinement process or spiritual herbs, he would do so.
As he thought about how to simplify the formula for the Meridian Cleansing Pill, Han Muye turned his head and looked at Mu Wan, whose movements were orderly.
At this moment, Mu Wan only had a few spiritual herbs left that had yet to be thrown into the pill furnace.
Wind chime grass, white moon flower.
These two spiritual herbs were placed aside.
Mu Wan looked up and saw Han Muye looking at her. She nodded slightly, then reached out and grabbed a wind chime grass. She carefully plucked the two beautiful wind chimes and placed them by her ears.
The two purple wind chimes swayed in the wind.
The Spirit Transformation attribute in the Wind Bell Grass was all on the wind chime. After plucking the wind chime, there was no more Spirit Transformation power.
“Hehe, that little girl is interesting. She’s actually slacking off and even has the time to pick wind chime flowers.” Someone among the alchemy cultivators not far away said.
Many people chuckled.
Apart from Mu Tanzhi, everyone else was a foil.
So what if she was slacking?
After the Wind Chime Grass was thrown into the pill furnace, Mu Wan plucked the petals of the White Moon Flower and placed them into her mouth.
The petals of the White Moon Flower were sweet and refreshing.
Her actions made the Mu family disciples who were nervous about refining pills shake their heads.
She’s indeed a disciple of a sect. She does not know how to cherish her reputation.
One has to know that such an opportunity is rare in one’s lifetime.
Not far away, a female cultivator in her thirties shook her head and said in a low voice, “Sigh, Junior Sister Mu Wan’s alchemy talent is strong, but she’s unwilling to show it.”
“Forget it, let her play. The Mu family is at the peak of alchemy. It doesn’t matter if she’s a junior disciple.” Another female cultivator from Linghua Pavilion smiled and said.
Seeing that Mu Wan had followed his instructions and removed the Spirit Transformation attribute from the Windchime Grass, and that the White Moon Flower only took the center of the flower and did not integrate the power of the Clear Lunar Essence in the petals, Han Muye smiled.
This was the good thing about Mu Wan. She listened to him.
Back on the Nine Mystic Mountain, Mu Wan had listened to his explanation and refined a high-quality Cloud Qi Pill.
A low-level cultivator should not become rigid and arrogant.
Such a cultivator would easily retreat and find it difficult to advance.
Han Muye subconsciously looked at Chang Ming.
As if sensing something, Chang Ming also looked at Han Muye.
“Young Master Chang Ming, I’ve asked around. That person’s name is Han Muye. He has never been famous in the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.” The Mu family disciple standing beside Chang Ming immediately said.
“Why should you ask around? It’s true that Nine Mystic Mountain is a major sect in the Sword Dao. Could it be that they have an alchemy expert?” Someone on the other side shook his head and muttered in disdain.
“Recently, these sword maniacs seem to have started fighting to the death again. It’s really boring. Why can’t they be like us alchemists and benefit the world?”
As if he was very dissatisfied with sword cultivators, the white-haired old man looked at Patriarch Tao Ran, who was sitting upright, and Han Muye, who was beside him. He shook his head and muttered, as if he felt that it was a pity.
At a gathering like today, it was indeed only about the level of alchemy, not the means of the Sword Dao.
Even Patriarch Tao Ran, the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, and the other major sects were not well regarded by these alchemists who were obsessed with alchemy.
With a smile on his face, Chang Ming turned his gaze from Han Muye and said calmly, “Brother Tanzhi’s pills are done.”
It was a pill!
The pill furnace in front of the Mu family’s Eldest Young Master shook, and two streams of light flew out.
Mu Lingye reached out and caught the two pills. He sized them up and smiled.
The servant took the pills from Mu Chunhui and Patriarch Tao Ran.
For the first time, Patriarch Tao Ran reached out and gently pinched the pill.
“Elder Mu, if you triple the number of pills produced every year, your Mu family’s assets will increase by at least five times in a hundred years.”
Patriarch Tao Ran carefully sized up the pill and said softly.
If the amount of pills was increased by three times, even if it was five times or 10 times, the sword cultivators of the Western Frontier could still eat it.
To sword cultivators who had yet to step into the Earth Realm, this Meridian Cleansing Pill was a rare good pill to clear their meridians and prepare for stepping into the Earth Realm.
How many sword cultivators in the Western Frontier were stuck below the realm?
If this Meridian Cleansing Pill could increase production, the number of sword cultivators in the Western Frontier would definitely increase greatly.
“Hehe, this pill is difficult to refine. Not many disciples of my Mu family can refine it.” The Mu family’s patriarch shook his head and said indifferently.
“It’s not that I’m hiding this pill inheritance. If any fellow Daoist is interested, you can go to the Little Pill Pavilion to read the pill formula and find out the reason.”
The Little Pill Pavilion had the formula for this Meridian Cleansing Pill!
Many of the alchemists’ eyes lit up when they heard this.
But in the blink of an eye, he looked regretful.
Who could ascend to the Little Pill Pavilion?
In front of him, Chang Ming’s fighting spirit rose.
In the distance, Jiang Ming, who was sitting on a long table with a wine pot in his hand, had a glint in his eyes that no one could see.
“Elder Mu, if I ascend to the Little Pill Pavilion and look at your Meridian Cleansing Pill formula, don’t be unwilling…”
Patriarch Tao Ran, who was sitting beside Patriarch Mu, slowly put down the Meridian Cleansing Pill in his hand and spoke softly.
Ascend to the Little Pill Pavilion?
If you, Madman Tao, were given another hundred years, would you be able to rise up?
Hearing Patriarch Tao Ran’s words, many people around revealed indescribable smiles.
This was Mushen City, the holy land of alchemy.
It was not the Nine Mystic Mountain.
Here, they spoke alchemy.
“Of course.” The Mu family’s ancestor answered frankly.
“The formula for the Meridian Cleansing Pill is on the second floor of the Little Pill Pavilion. When you read it, you will understand why I didn’t try my best to increase the quantity of this pill.”
“Alright.” Patriarch Tao Ran nodded and turned his gaze to Mu Tanzhi.
When these two ancestors conversed, those who didn’t know better would think that Patriarch Tao Ran was really qualified to enter the Little Pill Pavilion.
“The medicinal power of the Mu family’s Eldest Young Master’s Meridian Cleansing Pill is clear. It can form three cycles of medicinal power and clean up the Qi in the meridians at least three times.”
“This pill is obviously at the Fine Grade.”
A Meridian Cleansing Pill that could clear one’s meridians three times was indeed a treasure.
Hearing Patriarch Tao Ran’s words, be it the Mu family disciples who knew this pill well or the other alchemy cultivators, they were all shocked.
Chang Ming’s eyes were also filled with seriousness.
“From the looks of it, the Mu family is offering this pill today to make Eldest Young Master Mu Tan famous.”
“Of course. No sword cultivator in the Western Frontier dares to hurt the Eldest Young Master of the Mu family who can refine a pill that could clear the meridian three times.”
“From today onwards, the eldest son of the Mu family will officially become a pillar of the Western Frontier’s alchemy industry. He can no longer be treated as the younger generation.”
A new generation needed opportunities to rise.
This opportunity today was personally given by the Mu family’s patriarch.
Everyone looked at Mu Tanzhi. No one cared about the pills refined by the other Mu family disciples anymore.
Even though Mu Ziyu refined a peak eighth-grade pill and received the praise of Patriarch Tao Ran, no one remembered it.
Plates of medicinal pills were delivered to the long table. Patriarch Tao Ran commented briefly before sending them back.
When the two pills with faint gray spiritual light were delivered to the long table, Han Muye smiled.
Mu Wan’s Cloud Qi Pills.
They looked terrible.
But these were—
The hidden treasure itself!
Return to basics!
Patriarch Tao Ran, who was casually glancing at them, suddenly trembled and widened his eyes.
The Mu Family’s Patriarch, who was originally relaxed, stood up slowly.