169 A Pill That Could Avoid Death and Prolong Life

He scattered the grounded herb powder, swabbed the herbal liquid and tossed it around. The motions were repeated, and each step was carefully executed. The pills gradually took shape in the tray and slowly became bigger.

Ideally, this process should not be disrupted and should be completed at once.

Outside the cottage, the morning sun rose. It flushed red like fire, and when it was at a medium altitude, the sunlight shone with radiance.

It's completed!

When the sun rose to its highest point, in the cottage, on the tray, the pills had fully formed.

He did not make as much as before—only around ten pills. The sizes were larger, around the size of a peanut.

Whew! Wang Yao heaved a sigh of relief.

The whole process looked like a simple repetition, but in reality, it consumed a lot of energy.

"Thankfully, there's not much waste."

These 13 pills were made up of various expensive herbs. Among them were licorice roots never before seen in the world. Hence, they were extraordinarily rare.

The completion of the pills did not cause any disturbances, unlike when he completed the spirit gathering array. Outside the cottage, the sky was blue, and the weather was nice.

"I wonder how the effects of the pills are?" Wang Yao took a pill and could smell a unique herbal scent coming from the pill. The scent was not strong, but it was intoxicating.

"Shall I let San Xian try it?" He turned and looked out the window at the dog that was still observing its duty and guarding the cottage.

"Never mind; I will try it myself."

Wang Yao tossed the pill into his mouth and swallowed it.

When the pill entered his stomach, it became a mass of heat. Wang Yao felt his abdomen warm up, and the warmth spread into thousands and tens of thousands of channels that reached into various parts of his body in a very short period of time. His entire body was warm as though he had bathed in the warm sunshine. There was an indescribable wellness that was not just in the body but also in the mind—a double delight.

Wang Yao carefully savored the feeling, which persisted for approximately half an hour. During the process, his body felt like it had achieved a certain level of elevation. When he got up, he felt energetic. His already strong body felt like it had progressed to the next level.

This pill seems quite amazing! Wang Yao thought.

His body's various attributes were already many times beyond an ordinary person's. Even so, after taking this pill, he had achieved such a result. If an ordinary person took the pill, the results would be highly visible.

"What is this pill capable of? I can try asking the system."

Wang Yao consulted the system and inquired about the effects of the pill. The reply was that his level was not sufficient, and it was unable to obtain an answer.

"How about its value?"

Wang Yao then put the pill into the medicine shop and prepared to exchange it. In the end, the medicine shop furnished a price that shocked him.

"180 reward points?!"

The price was exorbitantly high. A moderate-quality licorice root needed less than 100 points. Based on the system's usual nature, this price was already considered quite low.

Do you want to exchange it?

No!

Wang Yao rejected resolutely and carefully wrapped up the pills. He put them into a porcelain bottle that he had already prepared.

This was a treasure that could not be exchanged for any gold or silver!

Actually, in order to produce these pills, he had used quite a lot of licorice herbs, together with 100-year-old wild ginseng, glossy ganoderma, and other rare herbs. There were made using the multifunctional pot and ancient spring water. When these things add up together, it was not as simple as one plus one equal two.

Since the pills were completed, he should name them.

"What should I call these pills?"

In some novels, some precious herbal pills have outstanding names, such as "Multiply Creation pills,""Snow Ginseng Moon pills,""Smiling and Deranged pills," etcetera.

"Oh, let's call it Prolongation pills?"

It implied avoiding death and prolonging life.

There were 12 pills left. In the near future, Wang Yao did not intend to make any more. Making these pills had consumed too much of his energy. Firstly, the herbs were hard to acquire. In order to make the Prolongation pills, Wang Yang had exchanged all of the reward points that he had accumulated. Secondly, a long time was required to prepare. Although the pills took a mere three days to complete, the preparation work had taken more than a month. Thirdly, although it was unlike the fantasy of novels and movies where it took 49 days to make the pills, the process of making these pills consumed a lot of energy.

Without months of preparation and accumulation, making these pills would not have been possible.

Whew… Wang Yao heaved a long sigh of relief.

He opened the door and walked out of the cottage.

"San Xian, it's okay now. Thank you."

Woof, woof! The dog barked twice and then turned and leisurely went to the top of the hill to patrol its territory.

"Oh, yes, I still have an urgent mission yet to be completed."

The mission that required 100 people's recognition in 100 days, Wang Yao had not yet completed it, and the deadline was almost upon him.

"There are still 10 days left and 15 people remaining."

Wang Yao massaged his forehead. Apart from Pan Jun's, he had not thought of a better solution.

"Maybe I can go more often this week?"

Wang Yao was focused on making the pills on the hill and on the mission. Down the hill in the village, gossip was flying everywhere. This time, the protagonist was not Wang Yao, but a certain unknown someone.

"Did you hear that shout last night?"

"Yes, it sounded like thunder; how could I not hear it?"

"I heard someone was having an affair outside."

"Who?"

"A wife in Fengbao's family and Fengbo."

"Can they do that? Aren't they distant relatives?"

In the village, such gossip was far spicier than someone jumping into the river due to depression. This matter was morally degrading, and yet, it was broadcasted loudly and clearly by someone. This could almost be written into a novel.

One of the lead characters in this matter was at home at the moment, covered in a blanket, his whole body trembling.

After the fright from the hill the night before, when he got home, he felt warm and then he felt cold all over. He felt cold even after covering himself with a blanket. It was not the cold experienced in winter. It was just cold, a gloomy chill.

"Why were you out last night?!" His wife returned home from outside, and her expression was quite awful. She had heard the gossips outside and found her relatives looking at her with very odd expressions.

Such a matter, no matter who it was related to, the person would feel humiliated and be unable to raise his head.

"I didn't do anything. Don't listen to other people say rubbish. I am very cold now. Ask a doctor to come over and take a look," the man's voice shivered.

"You deserve to freeze to death!"

His wife's face was gloomy. She packed her things, took her kids and went back to her parent's home.

"Huh…?" the man was dumbfounded.

The other house was not much better, where there were sounds of crashing pots and smashing bowls.

"I have no way of living with you!"

As the other lead character, she was obviously being unreasonable and had even lost her temper.

"Is that so? Then let's divorce!"

Her husband was angered till his face was flushed red, and his whole body was trembling with rage.

A tumult had caused two families to lose their peace.

Wang Yao came to know of the gossip from Wang Mingbao. In the afternoon, he had gone to the village and conveniently brought some stuff for Wang Yao.

"They're thinking of divorcing?"

"Yes, you don't know of this big news?!"

"I didn't go down the hill. Yesterday's matter spread so quickly?" Wang Yao said.

"Think about what this matter is; it's the most newsworthy gossip. Even more entertaining than you jumping into the river," Wang Mingbao smiled and remarked.

"Hey, who do you think shouted that night?"

Cough, cough, cough.

"Don't tell me it's you?!" Wang Mingbao was stunned. "Come to think about it, who else could it be going up to Nanshan hill in the dark other than you?"

Wang Yao did not realize that his shout had caused so much damage and had directly caused the rift between two families. At that time, he was simply unable to tolerate what he had seen.

"I couldn't stand it. I didn't realize the consequences will be so severe."

"Such a matter will be exposed eventually. There is no wall that could block out the wind. Besides, you are broadcasting positive energy."

"Don't tease me. Just come, why bring stuff with you?"

"This is not from me. Someone asked me to give this to you. Dongting's Biluochun tea, a well-known tea. It's good stuff," said Wang Mingbao smilingly.

"Who?"

"Guess?" Wang Mingbao smiled and said.

"Li Maoshuang?"

"No, Wei Hai."

"Wei Hai?"

"The past few days, he had come to my place to find out about your likes. So, I told him that you liked drinking tea. Hence, he asked someone to buy these tea leaves. These tea leaves are in its original ecology. It's a spring tea and very precious."

"Sure, bring back a box to drink."

"How can I? He specially gifted this to you. Let's just sample it."

Wang Mingbao stayed at the cottage for a bit. He had something to ask of Wang Yao.

"Your uncle?" Wang Yao asked.

"Yes."

"How about this, I'll go see him tomorrow."

"Okay."

Wang Mingbao's uncle was stricken with a strange illness, and he requested Wang Yao to see him.