Chapter 3113 — A Trial of Third-Grade Pills
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
For his part, Wei Zhao began to channel his Heaven-Sent Spring Rain martial technique in support. In theory, Han Jingyi at the peak of the late Earth rank was not sufficient to refine a third-grade pill; only at the early Heaven rank was there any chance of success.
And to improve the odds, one's rank had to rise accordingly. The early Heaven rank was the absolute minimum.
Yet even with Wei Zhao's help, a fine sheen of sweat soon broke out on Han Jingyi's forehead. The physical strength and true qi consumed by a third-grade pill were in no way comparable to those of a second-grade one.
The seconds and minutes slipped by. Both Wei Zhao and Han Jingyi were tense, waiting for the moment of success to arrive—but what made Wei Zhao anxious was that Han Jingyi's physical strength was quickly spent, while he himself was beginning to flag as well...
"Phew..." Wei Zhao and Han Jingyi sighed in unison.
Failure!
They had failed at the critical final moment of pill formation. Though Wei Zhao was an early-stage Heaven-rank expert, the Heaven-Sent Spring Rain technique was not the same as the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art. His physical strength and true qi might suffice for refining pills, but the conversion rate of Heaven-Sent Spring Rain was clearly not especially high; some physical strength and true qi were lost along the way—not so with the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art. And so, in the end, Han Jingyi had still failed.
And failed at the final, critical moment—which meant that if Wei Zhao's strength had been just a little higher, they would have succeeded!
"It still won't work. The simulation of the easiest one, the Great Rejuvenation Pill, already failed, let alone the Qi-Gathering Pill, which is more complicated than that." Han Jingyi shook her head. "It's no good, Brother Wei Zhao. It's all Jingjing's fault—my rank is too low. If it were just a little higher, it would be fine! Every time, it's Brother Wei Zhao who carries Jingjing up the levels, while Jingjing herself is a big dummy!"
"Jingjing, don't say that. You've done very well already!" Wei Zhao was instantly embarrassed. If Han Jingyi was a dummy, there were scarcely any clever people left in the world. In the whole history of the cultivation world, who else had ever invented a scientific method of pill refining?
"Oh, Brother Wei Zhao, help Jingjing recover her physical strength and true qi, and Jingjing will refine first- and second-grade pills for you!" Han Jingyi said.
Wei Zhao nodded and began rapidly restoring Han Jingyi's physical strength and true qi. Refining first- and second-grade pills was much more familiar ground for Han Jingyi; very soon, all the ingredients in Wei Zhao's hands had been refined. These were all materials Vice President Ouyang had given him on that last trip to the Cultivators' Guild market. In theory they should have yielded only about ten pills, but in Han Jingyi's hands the total had more than doubled—a full twenty-five pills!
Wei Zhao could only marvel: Han Jingyi really was a genius girl.
"Jingjing, Yaoyao has left. I suppose you don't know about that yet? You were in seclusion at the time, so I didn't disturb you," Wei Zhao said.
"Oh? Where did she go?" Han Jingyi asked, slightly taken aback.
"Well, it's like this..." Wei Zhao told Han Jingyi the whole story of Gu Mengyao going to the Dark Night Palace. (To be continued)