Hearing this, Wang Shixiong frowned, a little unhappy. "Young man, you are using materials from the Martial Hall, how can you use them for yourself?!
Give me the two Level 3 Spirit Deposition Pills, and you can use the materials here as you please. Uncle Feng will not have any objections. "
Wang Shixiong was rather courteous towards me. After all, he had personally witnessed my alchemy skills. Who knows, we might cross paths again in the future. However, in his eyes, I was just a lucky bastard. Although a part of my strength was due to luck, a large part of it was due to my luck.
Because of this, Wang Shixiong could not wait to get his hands on the two invaluable pills. Although the pills were only the size of a date, they were extremely beneficial to martial artists.
Normally, there would not be many Level 3 pills in the black market in a year. Most of them had mixed effects and did not have a specific effect. Spirit Deposition Pills were different. In today's martial arts environment, most martial artists trained in Qi-Jin. Inner strength martial artists were few and far between. This caused the supply of Spirit Deposition Pills to exceed the demand, and the price soared year by year.
Even a Level 1 Spirit Deposition Pill would cost twenty to thirty thousand. A Level 2 Spirit Deposition Pill would usually cost between three to five million. Even though it was sold at such a high price, it was often out of stock. One had to reserve it in advance.
For those weak martial clans, the best way to raise their geniuses and outstanding talents was to pile on medicinal pills and spend all sorts of money.
Usually, to raise a middle to late stage Dark Jing martial artist, it would cost at least a hundred million!
Of course, in Hua Xia, there were countless martial arts families, big and small. They were located all over the country. As the saying goes, one depends on the mountain and one depends on the water. Basically, they all had their own ways of making money. According to incomplete statistics, every year, just from selling pills, they could earn tens of billions. This was definitely a shocking number!
As the saying goes, different professions are different worlds. The cost of refining pills was not high. Even if it included the loss of refining failure, compared to the rich returns, it was not worth mentioning. It was just that alchemists always claimed that they were using rare treasures and all sorts of precious materials. In reality, that was not the case. Why did they use so much? It was just to raise their status and make a fortune.
These days, many people had the mentality of hating the rich. If it was discovered that alchemy was a profiteering industry, there would definitely be a lot of people who wouldn't buy it. At that time, they would all boycott it, and in the end, the one who would suffer would be the alchemists.
Think about it, a level two Spirit Concentration Pill already cost three to five million, not to mention a level three Spirit Concentration Pill. Even if the price was a hundred times higher, there would still be people fighting for it!
In other words, this small spiritual pill was enough to buy a big villa in the capital!
How could Wang Shixiong remain calm?
He wasn't the only one. The other disciples were also filled with envy. In their eyes, I was a true "Lucky Emperor". My luck was so good that I didn't have any friends. Of course, luck was something that couldn't be predicted. Perhaps I was lucky this time, but I wouldn't have another chance to refine a third rank pill in the future.
After all, every time I refined a pill, there was less than a one in a thousand chance of producing a third rank pill. When it came to probability, no one could say for sure.
Even though I had just given them a lesson, most people still thought that I was putting scallions on a pig's nose. In reality, the alchemy methods I had grasped were not on the same level as theirs. The things that Medicine King Sun had passed down were the purest of essence. Even if I explained it verbally, they might not be able to understand. It was just like the lyrics of the song — We are different …
"What you said is wrong. It's true that I used materials from the True Martial Pavilion. To be more precise, it's from the Alchemy Hall. If we have to hand it over, it should be handed over to the people of the Alchemy Hall. Senior Feng hasn't even said anything yet, and you're already overstepping your boundaries. Is this appropriate?"
Hall Master Feng cleared his throat and said with a face full of agreement, "Ahem, this great master's words are reasonable!"
This Wang Shixiong was indeed outrageous. Relying on the fact that he had some influence in the Martial Practice Hall, he ran to the Alchemy Hall to make a fuss. However, he was also quite helpless. The Martial Practice Hall represented the highest authority of the True Martial Pavilion. Although the Alchemy Hall was also very important, to put it bluntly, it was only responsible for logistics.
"Hmph, brat, you brought up Martial Uncle Feng and wanted to use this opportunity to take the third rank pill for yourself. Unfortunately, your little cleverness is too clumsy. Didn't you just say that you would hand over the pills to the people of the Alchemy Hall? If you have the ability, then hand it over.
Do you only know how to talk without thinking?! "Wang Shixiong rolled his eyes and said disapprovingly.
Seeing his expression of disbelief, I was a little annoyed. Then, I looked at the people of the Alchemy Hall and casually asked.
"Who needs these elixirs?"
"Me, me, me!"
"Aha, great master, I really need them."
For a moment, the disciples became restless.
"Alright, don't be anxious. One at a time." I waved my hand and casually pointed at a person.
"Open your mouth," I said casually.
"Alright."
That person was very cooperative. I casually threw a second rank Chi Condensing Pill into his mouth, making that fellow extremely happy.
"Thank you, boss!"
Then, I did the same and threw a few more. Soon, it was Huang Liang's turn. Originally, he didn't think that he would receive such treatment. After all, there were more than ten people around, and I didn't have a good relationship with him. Even if Huang Liang was thick-skinned, he didn't have the nerve to ask.
Even if I only gave him a second rank Chi Condensing Pill, it would still be incredible. One has to know that with his alchemy skills as a first rank alchemist, he could only produce one second rank Chi Condensing Pill every two to three months. He would always exchange it for silver and not eat it himself. After all, alchemists didn't have much of a pursuit of martial power.
Now that he was chosen by me, he was overjoyed and opened his mouth like a good baby.
I casually threw it again. "Oh." Immediately after, Huang Liang let out a groan and covered his mouth, his body trembling.