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Jiang Ting's heart became heavy when he thought about the grade of the Withering Autumn divine pill. He knew that as a Grade 8 divine pill, the Withering Autumn divine pill was not something that he could refine at the moment when he was merely a Level 4 God. If he forcefully refined it and went out to destroy the pill, there would be no other possibility of success.

The countless pill in the Endless Divine Region had long since learned their lesson from their bloodshed and classified the pill that had no limitations to their realm as a non-rank pill. A first to ninth rank pill, when their realms weren't strong enough to forcefully refine it, it was absolutely impossible for them to succeed.

Zhao Yan was surprised. "Little friend, you know about the Withering Autumn Divine Pill?"

From his point of view, Jiang Ting was only a level 1 Spirit Dan when he was training previously, so he shouldn't know about the Withering Autumn Deity Pellet.

Jiang Ting raised his head to look around and whispered, "The Withering Autumn Divine Pill is a Grade Eight Divine Pill. It can't be refined unless one is a Grade Eight Divine Pill Master."

Zhao Yan's eyes lit up... The person behind Jiang Ting was not simple at all. Even a Level 1 Spirit would know about the Withering Autumn Divine Pill when they started training previously … One must know that an ordinary divine pill refiner, even a Tier 5 divine pill refiner might not know of the Withering Autumn divine pill.

Jiang Ting acted as if he did not see it, and continued, "As for the pill's effect, it can help a level seven god to become a level eight god, but the drawbacks of this pill are extremely great. After a level seven god consumes it, the Withering Autumn Divine Pill will condense the energy in the user's body and force the user to become a level eight god, and after the user consumes it, the user would lose both their Qi and blood.

Zhao Yan was even more elated. "Young friend, it's really good to see and hear about it."

Jiang Ting sighed, "City Lord Zhao, why are you looking for the Withering Autumn Divine Pill? "After consuming this pill, you'll be able to advance, but with your Qi and blood being destroyed, it'll be much harder for you to continue advancing in the future."

Zhao Yan's face stiffened, then he shook his head and said, "Since I am so talented, I don't have any hopes of reaching the eighth level with the help of the Withering Autumn Divine Pill. I am already satisfied."

This time, it was Jiang Ting's turn to feel helpless … It was because he knew the grade of the Withering Autumn Divine Pill that he knew it was impossible for him to refine it.

Furthermore, even if Dan Heng wasn't asleep, he could still allow Dan Heng to refine it … Previously, Dan Heng had fallen into a deep slumber from the consumption of his soul power when he was refining a grade seven Seven Profound God Pellet in his Zhang Family. If Dan Heng had refined a grade eight divine pellet, then Dan Heng's remnant soul might have disappeared just like that.

If Zhao Yan did not change his mind, he would not be able to obtain the Blood Shadow Avatar!

Zhao Yan's eyes flickered. "Little friend, is there something troubling you?"

In the end, Zhao Yan was a level seven god, and a level seven god who had been promoted for who knows how many years. Even though Jiang Ting didn't say anything, just by the change in Jiang Ting's expression, one could tell that there was something fishy about him.

When Jiang Ting heard this, he was silent for a moment before nodding his head: "It is indeed difficult."

"But your master is unwilling to refine it?"

At the end of his words, Zhao Yan quickly said, "Little friend, you don't have to worry about the possibility of failure. As long as your master is willing to help, regardless of whether the pill is successful, Blood Shadow Avatar will definitely be yours!"

He didn't think that the person behind Jiang Ting was unable to refine it … "A casual avatar could easily refine a grade seven divine pill. If he were to personally make a move, refining a grade eight divine pill would be no different from playing a game.

"It's not …" Jiang Ting shook his head slightly and used his voice to stall for time, while his mind quickly thought of a countermeasure.

Zhao Yan was determined to get his Blood Shadow Avatar. However, there was no enmity between the two. Therefore, he could not fight over it.

Not to mention, even if he wanted to steal it … At his current level, if he were to unleash his full strength, he would probably only be able to fight a level six god. Fighting against a level seven god would be courting death.

"Then why is little friend doing this?" Zhao Yan obviously didn't know Jiang Ting's thoughts. He assumed there was something else that was hard to explain.

It also made Zhao Yan extremely anxious … Jiang Ting was the only one who had a high chance of finding a Tier 8 pill master, and the only one with a huge chance of getting one. If Jiang Ting was unwilling, he would probably never have the chance to advance to a Tier 8 pill master!

Although the Blood Shadow Avatar was valuable, it was far inferior to advancing to the eighth rank. After all, the limit that the Blood Shadow Avatar could support was only the level of a seventh rank Deity.

As for Jiang Ting, his mind was racing as he finally thought of a countermeasure … One was a countermeasure that could not be considered a countermeasure.

After thinking about the details again for a while, Jiang Ting raised his head and let out a wry smile: "Sigh, since the Mayor wants to know, then I, Jiang, have no reason not to say it."

"Go ahead." Zhao Yan relaxed. He wasn't afraid of Jiang Ting refusing because he was afraid that Jiang Ting wouldn't tell him the reason. If he knew the reason, he would naturally think of a way to solve it.

Jiang Tingze pretended to ponder for a moment, and then continued to sigh lightly: "To be honest, refining the Withering Autumn Divine Pill is not that difficult for my master, it's just that my master might not agree to it."

"Why is that?" Zhao Yan was astonished.

"This pill will damage my foundation."0

After pausing for a while, Jiang Ting smiled bitterly: "With my master's character, I would not agree to refine it."

"Then the Seven Meridians Divine Pill from the Zhang Family earlier?" Zhao Yan panicked.

"That was because my master was created through an avatar, and not by the master himself." Jiang Ting continued to smile bitterly.

Zhao Yan's face suddenly stiffened. He wanted to ask if there was any difference between creating avatars and refining real ones!

However, based on Zhao Yan's shrewdness, he did not ask for the truth.

Jiang Tingze continued to laugh bitterly: "Although my master's attainment in alchemy is extraordinary, the difficulty of the Withering Autumn Divine Pellet is not considered low amongst the Grade Eight Divine Pills. If it was just an avatar, I am afraid that there would be no possibility of success, and with my master's personality, his real body would not harm the foundation of this kind of pill."

"..." Zhao Yan fell into silence. If Jiang Ting refused on any other grounds, he could still think of a way to solve the problem. However, he told him very directly that the person behind him could not refine it.

After all, the person behind Jiang Ting could easily concoct a Grade 8 Elixir. If he did that, he would definitely die.

Seeing this, Jiang Ting's mood relaxed … He could already tell that he had already dispelled Zhao Yan's desire to refine the Withering Autumn Divine Pill. No, that was not right. He must have succeeded in dispelling Zhao Yan's desire for Dan Heng to refine the Withering Autumn Divine Pill.

Under normal circumstances, Jiang Ting would have stood up to leave. However, he was determined to get the Blood Shadow Avatar, so he would not leave so easily.

Therefore, Jiang Ting raised his head and said softly, "City Lord, you have been planning for so many years, I believe you do not place your hopes on the Withering Autumn Divine Pill. I wonder if you have any other goals for the pill to replace?"

"Other pill targets …" Zhao Yan was silent for a while and then shook his head.

He was an ambitious person and out of all the goals that he had prepared, the Withering Autumn Divine Pill was the pill with the least side effects. As for the other things, each side effects were greater than the other, and unless he had no other choice, he would not give up on the Withering Autumn Divine Pill.

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