On Yao Yue Island.
The young man in the moon-white Daoist robe moved his hands swiftly like swallows, his Qi power surging like the tide.
Under his full control, the dicinal ingredients pouring into the giant cauldron were as nurous as the stars and flowers.
Such a massive workload, without anyone’s assistance, solely managed by him, one can imagine the difficulty involved.
It was said that when the Pill Refinent Great Sects conducted pill refinent at such a large scale, they often had to prepare for a long ti.
And during the crafting process, various arrays and many low-order pill refiners, as well as other talents with specialized skills, would assist.
For example, when Qingdan Valley made Nascent Soul Formation Pills, they prepared five Third Order Pill Refiners, thirty experienced Second Order Pill Refiners, and one Big Formation for Qingdan rger, and only then did they comnce pill crafting under the leadership of Qing Danzi, a Fourth Order Pill Refiner.
Luo Chen was now attempting such a feat on his own, which to ordinary people seed like a fanciful dream.
But Luo Chen himself knew he possessed the necessary foundational conditions.
Whether it was the fact that he had achieved Finalization in all series of Pill Techniques, or that his thod for crafting the True Fla Pill was also in Finalization, both were sufficient to support him in reaching this step.
Especially since the Primordial Chaos Tripod, the treasured artifact of the Dao of Alchemy, was his natal Magic Item that he had nurtured painstakingly for many years, and he could control it as he wished.
Any change within it, he could capture in the first instant.
For all these reasons, he took this step.
Magnifying the Pill Tripod had been a forced choice.
Ordinary large-scale pill crafting could not be fulfilled by those small tripods one or two zhang in size.
However, as such, many things were no longer easy to conceal.
Of course!
There was also no need to conceal!
In this place, he was king. He did not care if soone caught a glimpse of one or two moves.
In terms of passing on teachings, Luo Chen had always been quite generous.
Whether it was during the insignificant tis of The Great River District or the rise of Tian Lan Immortal City, except for the most core parts, he was often willing to share the doctrines he had learned during ordinary tis.
After all, others would learn them and have their own realizations, then innovate anew.
And he would learn back from them, relying on the Proficiency function of the Attribute Panel to cultivate it to its peak.
In this exchange of giving and taking, he was the biggest beneficiary.
On the island, the crafting work proceeded in an orderly manner under Luo Chen’s control.
The rising heat, becoming increasingly intense, radiated outward, forcing all the nearby pharmacists on standby to retreat further.
Under this high temperature, the very air seed to twist and warp.
Thousands of cultivators watched from afar the young man in the sky, who moved with fluid grace, with the aning in their eyes changing significantly.
It was no longer simple fear as it had been before.
Instead, a bit more respect had been added.
Those with great skills, no matter how cunning and overbearing they might be in their actions, others would respect them three tis more for their skills alone.
However.
So of the more perceptive among the crowd also noticed the fluctuating expressions on Luo Chen’s face through the seemingly twisted air.
Sotis he looked pleased, at other tis he appeared puzzled with furrowed brows; sotis hesitating and then suddenly making rapid progress, with each gesture he made becoming exceptionally solemn toward the end.
If people hadn’t thought their eyes were playing tricks on them, they might even wonder if Demon King Qingyang was sweating.
Such details were naturally discussed among the people.
But no matter what was said, as ti passed, Luo Chen’s progress in pill refinent was undeniably steadily advancing.
One day, two days, three days...
Cultivators by the lake ca and went, left and then returned, dispersed and then gathered again.
Outside of those genuinely interested in pill refinent, naturally, not everyone could stay and watch continuously.
But with such a prolonged duration of pill crafting, one could imagine the enormous consumption of Qi power and the heavy toll on the Divine Soul.
It was precisely for this reason that the respect for Luo Chen among the cultivators of the Flying Swallow Islands deepened.
It was only now, without having undergone battle, that they truly experienced Luo Chen’s strength!
It was a display of profound and gentle foundation!
Bare and dignified!
Finally, after half a month.
Following a long howl from Ten Mile Flat Lake, which stirred up countless Golden Waves, everyone’s gaze converged on one location.
In midair, the young man with a red complexion and dressed in a white robe, holding a green-skinned gourd in one hand and plucking at the air with the other, shouted loudly,
"A Hundred Pills are complete, at this very mont."
"Co out!"
In the next mont, streaks of Liuguang flew out of the Primordial Chaos Tripod like teors.
Each was a deep red like agate, and under the mutual reflection, it looked as if teorites were rolling back through the heavens, flying towards the young man.
His fingers frequently tapped, like an Immortal plucking stars and grabbing moons, catching each falling star into the green-skinned gourd.
One, two, three... At first glance, they seed countless.
But with the sharp perception of cultivators, and without Luo Chen hiding anything, those of the Foundation Establishnt Generation quickly counted the number.
A total of four hundred and twenty-seven pills!
Such a number astounded the entire crowd.
And the Order of each Elixir maintained at the Top Grade Level.
The rich Pill Fragrance perated the space between heaven and earth.
Even the Spirit Plants on the island, under this rich Pill Fragrance, underwent subtle transformations.
So Water Elent plants beco listless and wilting.
While so fire-attribute plants spread their leaves, as if inhaling the fragrance forcefully.
Sensing that Pill Fragrance, the Foundation Establishnt True Cultivators by the lake exchanged glances, their eyes full of disbelief!
Over four hundred Third-Order High-Grade Elixirs!
Setting aside the effects, just considering the market price in the North Sea Cultivation World.
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