Using the Pill Condensation Technique, Ian refined pills at a blazing speed. In less than fifteen minutes, he turned all five hundred sets of God-grade Medicines into Divine Essence Pills. And with this technique, every pill he produced was always Perfect-grade.
Ordinary Divine Essence Pills sell for fifty god-crystals each. I wonder how much these Perfect-grade ones will fetch.
Thinking this, Ian got up and left his room. He used the Transformation Divine Art to disguise himself as an old man, completely hid his aura, put on a black cloak, and headed straight for the pill shop in Yushan Prefecture’s city.
The pill shop was called Cloudpill Pavilion, and the clerk on duty was a young god.
"Honored guest, are you here to buy pills, or something else?"
As soon as Ian entered, the young god greeted him warmly.
"Do you buy pills here?" Ian asked in a hoarse voice.
"Are you an alchemist, honored guest?"
The young god was startled. As far as he knew, most alchemists were at least Upper-Rank Gods.
"Why wouldn’t I be?" Ian replied coldly.
"Senior, please forgive me—I truly meant no disrespect! May I ask, what kind of pills are you selling this time?" The young god's expression grew even more reverent, and he even changed his address to 'senior.'
Ian replied, "You'll see soon enough!"
Ian directly tossed a jade bottle to the clerk.
The clerk carefully opened the jade bottle, poured a pill into his palm, and examined it closely. Instantly, his whole body trembled as he exclaimed in excitement, "This—this is a Perfect-grade Divine Essence Pill!"
Because the laws of the God Realm suppress divine sense, even Upper-Rank Gods can't use it constantly during pill refinement, making Perfect-grade pills extremely difficult to produce.
That's why anyone who can reliably refine Perfect-grade Divine Essence Pills is worthy of being called a master.
Seeing the reaction, Ian smiled slightly and his tone softened. "So, does your shop buy pills like these?"
"Of course we do!" the clerk replied without hesitation.
The young god answered without the slightest hesitation.
Ian said, "Name your price. If it's reasonable, I'll sell you the pills."
Hearing this, the young god's expression grew serious. He didn't dare to lowball the price—every alchemist had a temper—so he gritted his teeth and said, "If Senior is willing to sell these Perfect-grade Divine Essence Pills to our shop, I can offer two hundred god-crystals apiece!"
That was four times higher than the price of ordinary Divine Essence Pills.
Ian was already quite satisfied with that offer.
He nodded and said, "Alright. Half in god-crystals, half in ingredients for refining Divine Essence Pills, Spirit Deity Pills, and True God Pills."
As he spoke, Ian directly tossed the rest of the pills to the young god.
The clerk took a look and was instantly overwhelmed—there were actually five hundred Perfect-grade Divine Essence Pills! One Perfect-grade pill might not cause a stir, but five hundred would absolutely send its value soaring.
"Senior, please wait a moment—I’ll prepare the ingredients for you right away!"
Very soon, the clerk packed the god-crystals and ingredients into a storage god-ring and handed it to Ian.
Five hundred Perfect-grade Divine Essence Pills meant a total of one hundred thousand god-crystals.
Half of that—fifty thousand—was already a huge fortune.
As for the ingredients, there were ten thousand sets for refining Divine Essence Pills, a thousand sets for Spirit Deity Pills, and five hundred sets for True God Pills.
"Respectfully seeing Senior out!"
The young god respectfully escorted Ian out of the shop.
Ian waved his hand and quickly left.
About half an hour after Ian left, an elderly man strolled into the pill shop.
Seeing him, the young god hurried over and said, "Second Uncle, I just bought a batch of pills!"
"You look so excited—what kind of pills did you get?"
The old man chuckled as he asked.
"Second Uncle, just take a look and you’ll know!"
As he spoke, the young god handed a jade bottle to the old man. The elder opened it, poured a pill into his palm, and his eyes instantly widened. "This—this is a Perfect-grade Divine Essence Pill!"
If an ordinary Divine Essence Pill has one unit of medicinal power, then a Perfect-grade Divine Essence Pill can reach three times that—or even more.
"Who sold you these Divine Essence Pills?"
The old man asked, his curiosity piqued.
"It was a senior alchemist. He sold us a full five hundred Perfect-grade Divine Essence Pills!"
"Heavens, five hundred!"
The old man was utterly stunned. "To sell five hundred Perfect-grade Divine Essence Pills at once... That means this alchemist has completely mastered the art of refining Perfect-grade Divine Essence Pills."
The young god continued, "Oh, right—he also bought a huge batch of ingredients for Divine Essence, Spirit Deity, and True God Pills from us!"
"Did he leave a name?"
The old man asked urgently.
"No, he didn't!" The young god shook his head.
"You fool! He might've been a pill grandmaster, and you let him slip away for nothing!"
The old man said, clutching his chest in frustration.
Hearing this, the young god couldn't help but look regretful.
"Enough. If he ever comes again, notify me right away—I'll receive him personally!"
The old man said, still looking deeply regretful.
Suddenly, the old man remembered something. "Oh, right—hand me the rest of the pills. There's a young master from the Carson Family who's buying up Perfect-grade Divine Essence Pills. I'll deliver them to him myself!"
Back at his own courtyard, Ian spent an entire day refining ten thousand Perfect-grade Divine Essence Pills, one thousand Perfect-grade Spirit Deity Pills, and five hundred Perfect-grade True God Pills.
Divine Essence Pills are suited for Lower-Rank Gods.
Spirit Deity Pills are for Mid-Rank Gods, while True God Pills are for Upper-Rank Gods.
Although Ian was only a Mid-Rank God, his cultivation art was God-King grade, so his divine power rivaled an Upper-Rank God. Without hesitation, he popped a True God Pill into his mouth.