819: C819 Good Fortune Pill!

C819 Good Fortune Pill!

"Alright, alright, I'm tired. Today's pill refinement will end here." Those who wish to forge pills, come back tomorrow! "

Fang Shaobai suddenly stood up, and all the Fighters s who were still waiting for him to refine the pellet panicked. What a joke! After queuing up for so long and waiting for so long, she said that she would stop just because she didn't want to refine it. Wasn't this just playing with people?

At this time, there were still five warriors in the hall who did not wait for Fang Shaobai to refine pills. Seeing that Fang Shaobai suddenly stopped, they panicked. She immediately surrounded them.

"Master, you can't do this. We've been lining up for so long, how can you say that you don't want to concoct pills?"

"That's right. Master, please do well. Help me refine it a bit more. There are so many people who have already refined it, so why don't you send five of us?"

Fang Shaobai smiled faintly, "I said, I'm tired, so let's call it a day."

What a joke, Fang Shaobai deciding to make money by concocting pills wasn't wrong, but it didn't mean that she had to sit here and help everyone earn money. If it really was like this, he would have to sit here for the rest of her life and never be able to finish refining all of the pills.

What Fang Shaobai really wanted was to create a gimmick, a gimmick to let even more people know that there were powerful alchemists here. Now that the gimmick was almost done, there was no need to continue sitting here refining pills. If this continued, there was no need for him to do anything else.

As for whether or not he would be unfair to those who did not wait to concoct the pills, uh, that was indeed a little, but there was nothing they could do about it. With Xu Ziling's current condition, if he did not stop the concoction, it would be hard for him to continue.

"Go back. The queue for tomorrow is still valid. As long as you come, I can promise you that I'll give priority to refining for you."

They were all cultivators without any powerful background. Otherwise, they wouldn't need the help of the alchemists from their sect to request for other people's pills. Fang Shaobai didn't have the heart to be a saint who loved the people, but she still decided to take a step back.

The few warriors who did not wait for Fang Shaobai to concoct the pills saw that her attitude did not seem to be able to change, and were a little disappointed and annoyed. However, since they knew that Fang Shaobai was not to be trifled with, they did not dare to take action, afraid that they would anger Fang Shaobai, and did not even have the promise to give him priority to concoct the pill anymore.

However, their expressions were not very good and they looked very disappointed. He forcefully praised Fang Shaobai a few words, then left.

"Oh, wait."

"Master, you …"

The few of them thought that Fang Shaobai had changed her mind, and a look of hope surfaced on their faces once again.

"How about this, if you trust me, then leave the herbs behind. I'll help you guys refine them when I have time. Just come here tomorrow to retrieve the pills."

"Ah!"

The few of them were overjoyed upon hearing it, they thought that there was no hope, but they did not expect Fang Shaobai to make such a decision again, and quickly fished out the herbs. As for whether or not she could trust Fang Shaobai, no one needed to know. No one would ever believe that she would be able to force a pill refiner to believe him even if she told others about it.

"Thank you master, thank you master!"

Very quickly, four people took out the medicinal ingredients and gave them to Fang Shaobai. When Fang Shaobai glanced at the types and ingredients of the medicinal ingredients, he immediately knew what kind of medicinal pellets they were looking for.

"Alright, you guys don't have to say anymore. Just come back tomorrow to get the pills." "Before I leave, please help me inform the people outside that I won't be concocting pills today, so there's no need to line up."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The four martial practitioners who'd handed in the medicinal ingredients left satisfied.

There was only one warrior left in the hall. His expression was a bit awkward, and his lips were trembling. He clearly looked like he wanted to say something but was hesitating.

Fang Shaobai laughed, "What about you? Aren't you going to forge pills as well? Where are the medicinal herbs? "

"Master, I … I …"

"If you have something to say, just say it. There's no need to hesitate."

"Master, I want to ask you a favor!"

Fang Shaobai frowned, "You can't be trying to tell me that since you want to refine pills and have no medicinal ingredients, you want me to get the medicinal ingredients for you, right?"

"Master, I …"

"Alright, if you don't even have any medicinal materials, then don't bother talking about it."

"I can pay you gold coins!"

"Do you think I'm someone who lacks gold coins?"

Fang Shaobai was amused, he was refining pills to earn more herbs, not to sell them. If he didn't even have a single medicinal herb, wouldn't she be making fun of him if she tried to forge a pill?

Seeing that Fang Shaobai was already slightly angry, the man also became anxious and hurriedly said: "Master, please listen to me first. Actually it's like this … …"

Fang Shaobai was not in a hurry, so she decided to listen to what the other party had to say.

This person was called Gu Lin, a rogue cultivator. The medicinal pellets he requested were not ordinary healing pill s, nor was it the buffs or support type medicinal pellets he needed to cultivate. The pellets he requested were rather special, it was a kind of mysterious medicinal pellet called the "Life Creation Pellet".

Strictly speaking, the "Good Fortune Pill" was a kind of healing pill, it was mainly used to repair the body, and its most famous function was to regenerate limbs.

It was common knowledge that a martial artist was actually only a bit stronger than an ordinary martial artist. In essence, a martial artist was not much different from an ordinary martial artist. Once a martial artist's body was damaged, especially a large wound like a broken limb, they would also become crippled.

As a martial practitioner, regardless of whether it was his arms, legs, or other parts of his body, it would affect his progress and performance.

This type of injury that directly resulted in a crippled body, could not be healed by ordinary healing pill. This could only be accomplished through the "Good Fortune Pill".

Normally speaking, a person's entire arm would be chopped off at the shoulder. After taking a "Life Creation Pill", the crippled hand would regrow within one to two months. After a period of rest and recuperation, it would be the same as before.

However, this "Good Fortune Pill" was not that easy to obtain. It had reached the level of a Grade 7 pill and required a total of three hundred and sixty-six medicinal herbs. There were sixteen main medicines and three hundred and fifty supplementary medicines.

The difficulty of refining this kind of pill is extremely high. In the current Celestial Desolate Domain, there are less than ten pill refiners who can refine this kind of pill, and they are all the top and most famous pill refiners of the current Celestial Desolate Domain.

However, even if they had made all sorts of preparations, the success rate in refining the "Good Fortune Pill" would still not exceed twenty percent.

Even under the situation where he was fully prepared for medicinal herbs.

In the current era, there were many herbs that were almost extinct. The "Good Fortune Pill" had long become a mysterious pill in the legends, and in the entire Celestial Desolate Domain, no one had heard of anyone who could successfully refine a "Good Fortune Pill" for at least five hundred years.

To put it bluntly, if someone was able to refine such a pill, they would immediately become a grandmaster of alchemy. Not only would their reputation spread throughout the world, even the various powers in Celestial Desolate Domain would have to lower themselves to invite them.

It could be said that a "Good Fortune Pill" was no longer limited to its miraculous uses. It even represented great fame and benefits.

When Gu Lin was young, he fought a battle. His body left behind hidden injuries on it and on the surface, it looked no different from an ordinary person. In reality, his body lacked the most important part that a man should have. This had already become his biggest problem, his biggest hidden pain.

Twenty years ago, he chanced upon a pill recipe for the "Good Fortune Pill". Afterwards, he began to collect medicinal ingredients according to the recipe, and his efforts paid off. He collected three hundred and sixty-four of the three hundred and sixty-six medicinal ingredients required for the pill, and he was missing two of the rarer ingredients: a deerhorn flower and a White Dew Grass.

In order to find these two medicinal ingredients, Gu Lin trekked through mountains and rivers looking for a few places, but he could not find them. It was only a year ago that a friend of his reminded him that an apothecary would have to look for an alchemist for such rare medicinal herbs. This was because many alchemists had the habit of collecting rare medicinal herbs.

Just like that, Gu Lin looked for the various sects, and as expected, he did confirm his missing two medicinal ingredients in three places, but unfortunately, the other party did not sell them, and completely rejected the possibility of selling the two medicinal ingredients to Gu Lin.

However, when the alchemists at the three places heard that Gu Lin wanted to concoct the [Life and Death Pill] and had gathered three hundred and sixty-four ingredients, they became extremely interested and expressed their willingness to help him concoct the pill free of charge. Originally, Gu Lin was very happy, but he discovered that the success rate of the three alchemists who were willing to help concoct pills was less than 5%.

What sort of concept was this?

This almost meant failure!

Gu Lin struggled for a long time before gritting his teeth and rejected the suggestion of the other three pill refiners. He could not afford to gamble because he had spent too much time gathering all three hundred and sixty-four medicinal herbs. He could not afford to fail, and if he failed, it would be impossible for him to gather any more.

Until he met Fang Shaobai, and saw Fang Shaobai's godly pill cultivating skills, and knew that Fang Shaobai was a grandmaster in pill refining. This gave Gu Lin hope.

However, consider yourself lucky, I have the two ingredients that you are missing, the Golden Deer Flower and the White Dew Grass, plus your ingredients can indeed gather a complete set of ingredients for the Good Fortune Pill, and my success rate is not 100%, but the guarantee is a hundred to 30%. The problem is, I do not have many of these rare herbs, so you have to give me a reason why I am helping you!

Fang Shaobai looked at Gu Lin playfully.0

Gu Lin was both surprised and happy. It was clear that no matter if it was the fact that Fang Shaobai had the medicinal ingredients he needed, or the fact that Fang Shaobai had given him a success rate that made his heart burn with rage, what could he say about this reason?

According to the rules, if he was unable to gather even a single portion of the medicinal herbs required for a pill, there was no need to talk about two portions.

Using gold to make up for it? Come on, he doesn't lack gold coins.

Gu Lin was very anxious, anxious to find a reason to get help.

As he thought about it, an idea suddenly flashed through his mind. Eh, there it is!

"Master, how about this? I'll trade with another smelting material for it."

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