C162 Pill Refining(1)

Overnight, the "Pill King Note" provided Woo Zhengyang with invaluable insights. He memorized the recipe and key points for crafting the Dragon Saliva Pill. It was only then that Zhengyang realized he had been a bit naive. Obtaining the "Pill King Note" made him think he could easily make the Dragon Saliva Pill to heal Uncle Fu's injuries. However, he overlooked the fact that alchemy requires not just a recipe but also materials. As a mid-grade spirit pill, the ingredients for the Dragon Saliva Pill are quite rare.

"I should check if the Pill King Pavilion has any of these materials. If they do, I'll try to get some," Zhengyang thought as he left the alchemy room.

As soon as he stepped out, a hint of bitterness crossed his face. A woman with a radiant smile was waiting for him at the door. It was none other than Loong Zhiwu, the last person Zhengyang wanted to see at that moment.

"Director Loong," Zhengyang greeted with a resigned bow. Regardless of his feelings, she held a position similar to Nie Fengyu, and Zhengyang always showed due respect to those in power.

Zhiwu waved her hand and smiled, "No need to be so formal. After all, I'm here to ask for your help!"

Zhengyang thought to himself, "You're clearly trying to manipulate me. Is this how you ask for help?"

Though he didn't voice his thoughts, his face showed his dissatisfaction. Unfortunately, Zhiwu didn't seem to care and continued, "I'm here to deliver the alchemy materials to you today. Whether you find someone else to make it or do it yourself, I'll be waiting patiently. No rush!"

Upon hearing Loong Zhiwu's somewhat reasonable tone, Woo Zhengyang's dissatisfaction eased a bit. He asked, "So, what kind of pills do you mainly refine, Master Loong?"

"Oh, nothing much... just the Essence Condensing Pill," Loong Zhiwu replied casually.

"Essence Condensing Pill? Just that?" Woo Zhengyang almost wanted to walk away. Not only was Loong Zhiwu cunning, but he also seemed to lie without a hint of shame.

The Essence Condensing Pill was indeed a spirit pill, but it was a top-tier one needed by experts at the Shape Gathering Stage to break into the Reality Condensing Stage. Among spirit pills, the Essence Condensing Pill was known as a half-step king pill, the most challenging to refine. Even a Pill King had a low success rate because the pill's quality had to be at least grade eight to be effective; otherwise, it was just a waste.

"Master Loong, are you trying to make things difficult for me?"

The formula for the Essence Condensing Pill was indeed in the "Pill King Note," but Woo Zhengyang couldn't agree to this. He hadn't yet refined a spirit pill and was only somewhat confident about the Dragon Saliva Pill. He couldn't guarantee the outcome, let alone attempt the Essence Condensing Pill.

It's important to note that the herbs and beast cores required for the Essence Condensing Pill were all rare and top-quality. If Woo Zhengyang failed, it would create a significant rift between them.

"Oh, don't be so tense! I do need the Essence Condensing Pill, but maybe your master could give it a try. Even if it doesn't work out, I won't hold it against you."

Seeing Woo Zhengyang's displeased expression, Loong Zhiwu, the esteemed head of the Heavenly Martial Academy, surprisingly started to plead. However, her attitude was commendable. She didn't hold him accountable for the failed attempt, which made Woo Zhengyang feel awkward about refusing her request again.

After all, she was only offering a top-grade healing spirit pill in exchange for another chance at crafting, and even though her methods left Woo Zhengyang a bit helpless, they weren't overly demanding. Reflecting on it, Loong Zhiwu's actions seemed more like a playful prank than a calculated scheme. Even if Woo Zhengyang had refused to craft for her, she hadn't intended to use force.

Yet, from her words, Woo Zhengyang discerned two crucial pieces of information. First, Loong Zhiwu was incredibly wealthy, treating the materials for crafting a Condensing Pill as trivial, which was astonishing. Although Woo Zhengyang wasn't fully versed in the Heavenly Martial Sect's influence, he knew from the "Pill King Note" that the materials for a Condensing Pill were extremely valuable, even for the Heavenly Martial Sect, as it was a pill for advancing to the Reality Condensing Stage.

Second, she was apparently nearing the Reality Condensing Stage, and even if she was just preparing ahead, it showed her immense confidence in her cultivation speed. The Reality Condensing Stage was a level that even the reclusive elder of the Profound Heaven Sect, who was said to be nearly a hundred years old, had only reached.

Loong Zhiwu, in his early twenties, had already reached the Shape Gathering Stage, which was remarkable in itself. Now, he was preparing to break through to the Reality Condensing Stage, leaving Woo Zhengyang in awe. The gap between them felt immense.

"Is the Heavenly Martial Sect really that formidable?" Woo Zhengyang wondered. "What position does Loong Zhiwu hold there? At my age, could I achieve such mastery?"

While Woo Zhengyang was lost in thought, Loong Zhiwu grew impatient. He tapped Woo Zhengyang with his finger, saying, "Hey... hey... are you going to agree or not? Give me an answer! If you don't, I'll have to travel miles to find the pill myself..."

Hearing this, Woo Zhengyang's mind stirred. Should he refuse and send her away? That way, she wouldn't learn about the situation in Dongjue Country, and he would face less danger.