At the same time as the system's voice sounded, the formula for the Perfect Qing Ling Pill appeared in Wang Jianqiang's mind.
As expected, the Perfect Qing Ling Pill had a stronger effect than the regular Qing Ling Pill, and the cost of refining it was also lower.
After a bit of study, Wang Jianqiang took out the ingredients and began refining.
Half a day later, the first Perfect Qing Ling Pill was successfully refined.
With a hint of anticipation on his face, Wang Jianqiang swallowed the Perfect Qing Ling Pill.
In the next moment, a gentle and powerful medicinal force erupted within his body.
He immediately held his breath, focused his mind, and began to refine the pill.
But then, he noticed a problem.
The medicinal effect of the Perfect Qing Ling Pill was too strong.
Under the vast medicinal power, he could only utilize about 10% of it, with the majority of the power being dissipated and wasted.
The two main factors that determined the refining efficiency were talent and cultivation method.
He couldn't change his talent, so the only way to improve refining efficiency was to increase the level of his cultivation method.
With that thought in mind, he didn't hesitate to add the remaining 15 cultivation points to the "Yin Ling Jue" cultivation method.
The entry-level Yin Ling Jue was immediately upgraded to the "Entry" stage.
His efficiency in utilizing the medicinal power of the Perfect Qing Ling Pill increased to 30%.
Though he still wasted the majority of the power, Wang Jianqiang did not feel any regret. He quickly gathered his mind and refined the pill to the fullest.
Half a day later, when the last trace of medicinal power was exhausted, Wang Jianqiang's aura surged to a higher level.
"I've broken through!"
Wang Jianqiang opened his eyes, his face filled with surprise.
The effect of the Perfect Qing Ling Pill was even stronger than he had imagined. It was probably stronger than most high-quality first-level pills.
More importantly, there was no pill poison in the Perfect Qing Ling Pill!
He could take the pill without any concerns and break through.
Afterward, he placed a bucket of water and washed off the foul-smelling impurities that had formed during the breakthrough. He then began to continue refining the Perfect Qing Ling Pill.
The next morning, after a night of refining, two more pills were produced.
Previously, he had used up all his savings to purchase two formulas and the necessary herbs, leaving him with only one Qing Ling Pill, which he gave to Chen Jiaojiao.
Now, aside from the two Perfect Qing Ling Pills, he was practically broke.
With a mindset of "slow and steady," he decided not to consume the pills himself for cultivation but to sell them at the Foreign Affairs Hall.
Foreign Affairs Hall.
Dong Yue Ru, with a cold expression, leaned back at her desk as usual.
Wang Jianqiang took a moment to sneak a glance at her.
Dong Yue glanced at Wang Jianqiang, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.
A breakthrough?
She then shook her head slightly.
Even though he had broken through, he was only at the fourth level of Qi Refining, still facing the impending limit.
Her expression returned to its usual indifference.
"Are you here to buy or sell items?"
Wang Jianqiang took out the two Perfect Qing Ling Pills he had prepared. "I would like to sell these two pills. Please take a look, Elder Dong."
Qing Ling Pills?
Dong Yue raised an eyebrow.
He had managed to refine Qing Ling Pills in just two days? Wang Jianqiang was indeed diligent.
But he had just become a first-tier intermediate alchemist, so even though he had refined Qing Ling Pills, they were probably of the lowest quality.
His lifespan was nearing its end, yet his determination to cultivate was still so strong. She wasn't sure whether to admire him or pity him.
Dong Yue secretly sighed.
Forget it, maybe she would give him more spiritual stones later.
"The usual price for a Qing Ling Pill ranges from 150 to 250 spiritual stones, depending on the pill's quality."
She extended her hand, and the two pills were drawn into her palm.
"These two Qing Ling Pills are of decent quality. I'll offer 180 spiritual stones each…"
"What's this?"
"How is this possible?"
After taking a quick glance at the pills, Dong Yue couldn't take her eyes off them.
With her cultivation, she could tell at a glance that these two Qing Ling Pills were different.
Though their appearance was no different from regular Qing Ling Pills, if you looked closely, you would see that the surface was more refined.
Further inspection revealed that the medicinal power within was far stronger than that of ordinary Qing Ling Pills.
More importantly, she didn't detect any pill poison in these two pills!
The potency was far beyond normal, and there was no pill poison!
Could this really have been made by Wang Jianqiang, the recognized waste of all outer disciples, the laughingstock of everyone?
Suddenly, her face showed a look of excitement.
Pills without any pill poison!
This was exactly the kind of alchemist she had been searching for!
But the next moment, she calmed herself down.
He was too weak, and his time was running out…
She glanced at Wang Jianqiang, a flash of sadness in her eyes, before returning to her usual composure. "These are perfect-quality Qing Ling Pills without any pill poison. Their effectiveness is even stronger than ordinary first-level high-grade pills."
"I'll give you 2,000 spiritual stones each."
Wang Jianqiang's eyes lit up.
The cost of refining a Perfect Qing Ling Pill was less than 100 spiritual stones.
A return of twenty times the investment!
It was faster to make money than robbing or committing murder!
He spent 3,000 spiritual stones to purchase a large amount of herbs, all for refining Perfect Dragon Yang Pills and Perfect Qing Ling Pills.
After thinking for a moment, he also bought some Gathering Spirit Pills.
Then, he left the Foreign Affairs Hall.
After returning to his residence, Wang Jianqiang had just finished refining a few Perfect Body Nourishing Pills when a cheerful voice rang out from outside.
"Uncle Wang, are you there?"
"My big niece and I came to see you."
Niu Shouren?
Hearing that voice, Wang Jianqiang froze.
Niu Shouren was Chen Jiaojiao's partner.
He had always been very proud and, since getting together with Chen Jiaojiao, he had rarely visited him.
It was because he feared being associated with Wang Jianqiang, the laughingstock of the outer disciples, and being mocked by others.
If Niu Shouren wasn't "dumb and rich," Chen Jiaojiao would have probably cut ties with him by now.
"Why did he suddenly decide to visit me?"
"And with Chen Jiaojiao, no less."
Wang Jianqiang's face showed a strange expression as he opened the door.
Standing outside were two figures.
One was a slender, stunning woman with a beauty that was like a ripe peach — Chen Jiaojiao.
Next to her stood a handsome middle-aged man.
"Shouren, it's been a while. Please, come in."
Seeing the handsome middle-aged man, Wang Jianqiang showed a kind smile.
As he led them into the living room, he secretly exchanged a glance with Chen Jiaojiao.
Seeing Chen Jiaojiao's calm expression, she seemed much more relaxed.
"Shouren, did you come to see Uncle Wang for something?"
After they sat down, Wang Jianqiang was the first to speak.
Niu Shouren laughed heartily, "Nothing special, just that it's been a long time since I've visited you. Just wanted to come by and chat."
Wang Jianqiang completely ignored this and smiled kindly as he conversed with Niu Shouren.
After a while, Niu Shouren "hesitated" and "with great difficulty" sighed, "Uncle Wang, now that Jiaojiao and I have both reached the sixth level of Qi Refining, if we can break through to the seventh level within three years, we might have a chance to establish our foundation."
"You're the closest to both Jiaojiao and me. We need your help."
As expected.
Wang Jianqiang sneered inwardly, but his face showed a reluctant expression, "But, over these years, I've been supplying resources for you and Jiaojiao, and I've been quite tight myself."
"Uncle Wang, you can't say that." Niu Shouren shook his head, "Those resources were for Jiaojiao, and she just passed some on to me. They weren't given by you."
"I've never asked you for help, but now you must definitely help us."
Wang Jianqiang hesitated for a moment, but then seemed to make up his mind, "Shouren, rest assured, since you said so, I'll definitely help."
He gritted his teeth and said, "I still have two furnaces of pills. If I refine them, along with my remaining savings, I should be able to buy a dozen or so Qing Ling Pills."
"You two can go first, and I'll quickly refine them for you."
"How can that be?" Niu Shouren feigned sympathy, "Uncle, you're already so old, and you're asking you to work so hard for us, Jiaojiao and I can't bear it."
"How about this, Jiaojiao and I will stay and help you out."
Help out? More like watching over him, right?
Wang Jianqiang cursed inwardly, but his expression remained unchanged.
"Shouren, you're very thoughtful. Don't worry, Uncle Wang can manage on his own, there's no need."
"How can that be? We really want to help, please let us!"
"No, really, it's fine."
"No, you must listen to me."
"I really can manage on my own."
"Well then, Jiaojiao is careful and capable. Let her stay and help you."
"Well... fine."