C150 Magical Jack of the Pill Eating Furnace

Devil Jack looked at the pill in the distance that was covered in fine lines and a hint of dejection flashed in his eyes.

He originally thought that Ji Haotian was just a junior who came to broaden his horizons by Mu Feng's side, but now? How could someone of the junior generation come from such a background? How could someone of his caliber be inferior to him in terms of pill forging skills?

Furthermore, the other party's pill forging techniques were unheard-of even by him, a master apothecary. Although he had heard of some alchemists using formations to refine pills, he believed that these alchemy methods were only to imitate ancient alchemy techniques. There was not a single alchemist who was truly capable of refining top tier pills. But now?

Ji Haotian borrowed the array formation that he had casually set up and made 1000 pill furnaces concoct pills at the same time. Furthermore, the temperature of the flames were able to contain the laws of the world, if he did not witness it himself, he would not believe it even if other cultivators had used an image of the Inscription Stone.

Ji Haotian gently clenched his hand, and a jade bottle appeared in his hand.

With a light tap of his left hand, a spirit mark entered the jade bottle in front of him.

As he flicked his finger, the green pill above the pill furnace turned into rays of green light and flew into the pill bottle.

"Chi!"

With a light sound, an old man with a goatee rushed over. The old man had a head full of white hair, and an indescribable awe-inspiring aura emanated from his brows.

"President, you actually came as well!"

Mu Feng looked at the old man in the distance with shock.

"I'm just here to take a look. Was the commotion earlier caused by a grandmaster apothecary?" I wonder if any of my friends are still here? "

The white moustached old man asked with a smile.

"Cough cough. President, you must be joking. It's the pill that was refined by the person in the distance." Mu Feng glanced at Ji Haotian who was standing far away and said.

The white moustached old man cast it towards the distance, his brows slightly knitted.

As the president of the Spirit Pill Pavilion, he naturally knew Mu Feng's character. Furthermore, he felt that there was no need for Mu Feng to deceive him with this kind of thing.

But looking at the youth who was not even twenty years old, even with his experience, he was slightly startled. The old man walked forward and took the jade bottle from Ji Haotian's hand, and took out a round green pellet.

Looking at the pill in his hand, he originally wanted to suppress the shock in his heart, but when he said the grade of the pill, his voice couldn't help but tremble, "Spirit level …" "Ninth grade!"

Hearing this, Demon Jack's entire body shook violently. The haughtiness and haughtiness he had vanished, and his eyes were filled with shock.

Although he had previously thought that Ji Haotian's pills would be higher ranked than normal Spirit Level Level 1 pills, he had never thought that Ji Haotian's pills would be level 9. After all, for most pill refiners, being able to concoct a Spirit Level pill was already pretty good. Being able to concoct a Rank 4 pill was already considered a genius, but Ji Haotian?

Not only was he able to refine a Spirit Level pill, he was also able to reach the ninth level. In addition to all of these, the pill he concocted had Pill Marks engraved on it!

These were Pill Marks!

For a normal pill refiner to have one inside the furnace was already considered good, but for Ji Haotian? Those pills actually all came with Pill Marks!

What did this mean? Originally, in the eyes of the many pill refiners, the Pill Marks were a result of a fortuitous event, but now, it became inevitable for Ji Haotian. In other words, if one were to learn Ji Haotian's pill collection skills, they would be able to create a new layer of pill markings on the outside of the pill.

The importance of an Pill Mark to an alchemist was not inferior to possessing a kind of 'Heavenly Flame'. After all, the Pill Mark was not as simple as just leaving an ancient mark on the surface of the pill. Once the pill imprint was formed, it could gather the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth in the surroundings and nourish the pills. This made the pills with the pill imprint extremely valuable.

After all, the longer a pill with a pill imprint was placed in a land with abundant spiritual energy, the stronger the medicinal properties of the pill would be. This was also the main reason why pills with a pill pattern were far more expensive than ordinary pills.

"Can you keep your bet?" Ji Haotian came to the side of Demon Jack and said while smiling.

Hearing that, Demon Jack frowned and said indifferently, "Did I bet with you before? "Kid, you're still too inexperienced. I'll tell you the truth, I was only watching you concoct pills."

Ji Haotian smiled slightly, sighed helplessly, and said: "Are you trying to rely on your age to show off?"

"Brat, I'm just taking advantage of my age, what can you do to me? To tell you the truth, I am a Fourth-rank Dark Rank alchemist. Even if you are a Nine-rank Dark Rank alchemist, you are not a member of the Spirit Pill Pavilion.

Devil Jack sneered and opened his mouth disdainfully.

In his opinion, he was a top alchemist in the Spirit Pill Pavilion and also the vice president of the Spirit Pill Pavilion. Furthermore, he had a lot of connections in the Spirit Pill Pavilion. He did not believe that those alchemists would not give him face.

When the crowd heard this, most of them remained silent. After all, although the pill refiners of the Spirit Pill Pavilion were dissatisfied with what Mo Jack had done, they knew that Mo Jack was their boss and if they were to wear small shoes one day, when the time came …

"Hahaha. Brat, did you see that!? "You are just a newly promoted apothecary. I advise you to think about the big picture." Devil Jack laughed sinisterly.

"You …" You, and you, what's wrong with all of you? Haven't you seen Ji Haotian's Inherent Skill in Alchemy? "He is a master alchemist who can concoct Xuan Grade Nine pills at the same time. Aren't you afraid of him? Aren't you afraid of offending such a young Xuan Grade Nine alchemist?" Mu Feng frowned, he looked at all the pill refiners, and could not help but retort for Ji Haotian.

When the crowd heard this, their faces turned green and red, but no one dared to stand up and say anything for Ji Haotian.

"Hey, is this the Spirit Pill Pavilion? It seems that I had overestimated the Spirit Pill Pavilion in the past. Master, we are leaving! " Fairy Yue Yao came to Ji Haotian's side, gently pulling at the corner of Ji Haotian's clothes and sighed.

Ji Haotian turned around slightly, glanced at the old man in the distance and asked with bright and spirited eyes, "Do you believe the bet between the two of us?"

The white clothed old man glanced at Ji Haotian.

Although the first impression the youth gave him was that his cultivation had just broken through the Nascent Soul Realm, the youth's pair of deep black eyes gave him a feeling that he couldn't see through them. The old man looked at Ji Haotian's calm and collected expression and said with a smile, "Little friend, it's better if you take out your things!"

Hearing this, Ji Haotian sighed helplessly. He also knew that the white clothed elderly man in the distance had long since reached the Void Transformation Stage. The other party's spirit sense was naturally able to observe the movements of everyone in the Spirit Pill Pavilion at all times.

Ji Haotian flipped his hand, and an imprint as black as ink appeared in it.

Many of the alchemists who came over looked at the Inscription Stone in Ji Haotian's hand, and their faces turned green. They knew that the moment Ji Haotian took out the Inscription Stone, they had completely lost the chance to befriend the youth in the distance!

Ji Haotian did not pay attention to everyone's gazes. Instead, he turned the immortal Qi in his body and poured it into the Imprint Stone. Accompanied by a flash of light, an image gradually appeared on the Imprint Stone.

Devil Jack looked at the image floating in mid-air, the pride he had earlier completely gone. He knew that he had been utterly and utterly defeated. Not only did the other party's pill refining skills far surpass his, his mind was also like a demon's, recording the whole scene of him betting with Ji Haotian.

Most importantly, the image that the imprint stone in Ji Haotian's hand released was actually seen by the white clothed elder in the distance!

If Ji Haotian took out the Imprint Stone in advance, he could easily use his identity as a pill refiner to force Ji Haotian to destroy the stone and even hand it over to him. But right when Ji Haotian arrived, he took out the Imprint Stone.

"What else do you want to say?" The white-robed old man let out a sigh and asked.

"I... "I'm leaving!" Devil Jack sighed dejectedly, stood up and prepared to leave Spirit Pill Pavilion.

"Wait." "Do you remember what you just said?" Ji Haotian smiled slightly and said.

"What, could it be that a master refiner's story is completely child's play?" Ji Haotian said calmly.

Su Haoyue looked at the distant Ji Haotian, who was bland and calm, with a strange expression on his face.

"The Crown Prince is too evil! "I can't believe he made me follow through with his words just now."

When Devil Jack heard this, he felt as if there was a fish bone stuck in his throat. He wanted to retort, but he could not find any words to retort. He also knew that if he were to leave this place now, it would save him a lot of trouble. However, by doing so, he would completely lose all connections he had with the people in the past.

After all, even though apothecaries were regarded as a special existence by many cultivators, to even provoke an apothecary was akin to poking a beehive. However, all of this was equally important to the apothecary's own credibility.

If Demon Jack left in big strides, although it would seem extremely satisfying, if he used pills to make a promise in the future, it would be very difficult for any cultivator to be willing to do it. This kind of thing was a fatal blow to him.

"I... Eat! " Devil Jack howled with a hoarse voice.

The crowd of alchemists looked at the figure of Mo Jack, who was standing in front of a pill furnace with a strange expression on his face. They never dreamed that Ji Haotian would actually make the vice president, who had an extremely prestigious status in the Spirit Pill Pavilion, stand at the side and eat his pill.

He had never even heard of such a thing, let alone seen it.

Fairy Yue Yao looked at Demon Jack, who was squatting at the side and crushing the pill furnace. Blood kept flowing out of his teeth and lips, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

If anyone could become this brat's enemy, then their fate would be …

"Master Haotian, can I have a word with you?" The white clothed elderly man came to Ji Haotian's side and said while smiling.

Ji Haotian heard and nodded slightly.

The three of them followed the old man down a cobblestone path and arrived in front of a quiet wooden house.

This wooden house was not as luxurious as the one in Spirit Pill Pavilion, but it gave people a faint and elegant feeling of leisure.

On the left side of the wooden house, there were a few types of spiritual medicines, while on the right side was a row of light purple bamboo. A cool breeze blew past, creating a rustling sound.

Ji Haotian kept everything that happened in the distance back then and could only use two sentences to evaluate the owner of the wooden hut as being low-key and luxurious.

As a pill master in his previous life, he was able to tell at a glance that the medicinal fields in the distance looked ordinary, but the medicinal herbs grown there were all over a hundred years old and most of them had the effect of prolonging a cultivator's lifespan. As for the purple bamboo on the right side, it was a thousand years old Purple Forest Ink Bamboo.

After the four entered the wooden house, the old man slowly brewed a pot of tea and poured a cup for each of them.

"Tell me, what can I do for you?" Ji Haotian frowned slightly as he said.

"Master, the reason why I invited you here this time, is mainly to invite you to represent the Spirit Pill Pavilion. After three months, we will invite you to the True Dragon War that will be held in the Zi Yuan Empire. Little friend Haotian should also know that although we old fellows have groomed quite a few top-notch alchemists, most of us are obsessed with the Dao of alchemy. Even though the pill refining level of those young pill refiners was still acceptable, but in terms of fighting strength, they were far inferior to the cultivators on the True Dragon List. Of course, I think the Little friend Haotian should be interested in the rewards of the True Dragon War. It is said that this time, the champion of the True Dragon War has the chance to reward a kind of Natural Oddity, the Netherworld Profound Flame. "

The old man sighed helplessly and said.

"Is that why you were so nice to me?" Ji Haotian smiled slightly and said.

Looking at the old man in front of him, Ji Haotian already knew why the old man allowed him to participate in this True Dragon War. After all, any type of Heavenly Flame, if it was able to make the cultivator recognize it as its master, not only would it increase their battle prowess, it would also be a fatal attraction for the alchemists and blacksmiths. No wonder the pavilion master of the Spirit Pill Pavilion would let him participate in the True Dragon Battle.

Although Ji Haotian knew that every kind of Natural Oddity was something that could only be encountered by chance and not sought for, and was already enough to move his heart, he also knew that high rewards were often accompanied by great risks.

"Little friend, I wonder if you can agree?"

"Can you give me any benefits?" Ji Haotian smiled slightly.

Fairy Yue Yao nearly jumped up when she heard it. She was well aware of the true dragon battle that was being held by the Zi Yuan Empire. Only the Heaven's Prides of the first-grade Empire would be able to participate in such a grand event.

Just for the qualification to enter the True Dragon Battle, each second-grade empire only had one spot.

One had to know that there were thousands of second-rate Empires beneath the first-rate Empires and tens of thousands of third-rate Empires below the second-rate Empires. Each Tier 3 Empire managed hundreds of counties. And the Qianyun Empire that Ji Haotian was in was only a third grade empire.

Ji Haotian shot a glance at her, signalling her not to say anything more.

"Of course, of course." The old man nodded slightly and whispered.

After a moment of silence, the elder took out a three foot long black brick from his Space Ring and said, "Little friend, take a look." What do you think of this stone? "

Ji Haotian looked at the stone in the elder's hand with a burning gaze. If anyone else saw this stone, they would definitely scoff at it. But when he saw this rock, he let the Heavenly Law Calabash scan it.

In his heart, he recited a flaw, "Sky Demon Profound Scale Stone, none."

"Do you want to send me away with any stone?" Ji Haotian's brows slightly knitted as he asked.

"Little friend, you might not know this, but this stone was obtained from a relic that my Spirit Pill Pavilion used hundreds of peak Nascent Soul Realm cultivators to obtain. Although I don't know what this stone does, it doesn't change from fire to water. Furthermore, my full strength attack was unable to leave any mark on this black rock. If little friend is able to forge this black stone into a piece of armor in the future, I think that even an anti-Void Stage powerhouse would be helpless against it. " The old man said.

"You also know that you're talking about being able to use it. What if I don't find out how to forge this stone? Isn't that just a piece of trash? "

"Besides this rock, there's also a thousand high-grade spirit stones." Ji Haotian smiled slightly and said.

"Alright, it's a deal." When the white-clothed old man heard this, he heaved a sigh of relief.

Although Ji Haotian wanted a thousand high rank spirit stones, with the wealth of the Spirit Pill Pavilion's president, he could naturally take them out.