Chapter 327: Chapter 135: Qi Blood Nine Transformation! Sect Leader of the Black Lotus!_1
Su Changkong closed the courtyard door and started to check the medicine materials in the package.
“A total of 50 portions.”
The materials in the package sufficient for refining Dragon Blood Pills could produce fifty furnaces’ worth, with an average cost of 40,000 taels of silver per portion—more than ten times the cost of the Qi-Blood Pills!
Su Changkong also understood that if he really were to purchase them, the price per portion would be much more than that. Hong Zhenxiang had given him the pills at cost, without making a single penny from him.
If he were to buy them on the market, some of the materials were completely monopolized. Without the right connections, the price of these materials would at least double, if one could even obtain them!
The State Governor Mansion wanted to win Su Changkong over and naturally offered him the most favorable prices, essentially making no profit, which in effect meant taking a loss.
“Let’s begin. I hope my 7th-tier alchemy skills are sufficient to maintain my rapid cultivation pace!”
Su Changkong took a deep breath, rearranged the Pill Refining Room, and a Star Patterned Gold Pill Furnace appeared, dark in color. But as the intense fire roasted it, faint star patterns twinkled on its surface.
Nearly half of the star pattern gold Su Changkong had received was used to forge this Star Patterned Gold Pill Furnace, which now came into use for alchemy.
“Squeeze the juice out of the Dragon Blood Flower to steam the Hongling Fruits, then grind them into powder.”
Following the steps on the pill recipe, Su Changkong meticulously processed the medicine materials—one portion alone was worth tens of thousands of taels of silver, so he had to give it his all!
The flame underneath the Pill Furnace rose as Su Changkong controlled the heat and timing, sequentially adding various processed materials.
“Bang!”
As time ticked away, approaching midnight, a faint explosive sound came from inside the Pill Furnace. A burnt smell wafted out through the ventilation holes of the furnace.
“Failed.”
Su Changkong sighed, opened the Pill Furnace, and found that the medicine materials, worth tens of thousands of taels, had turned into lumps of burnt mush, sticking to the bottom of the furnace.
However, Su Changkong wasn’t discouraged. The Dragon Blood Pill was a high-tier Qi-Blood type Pill Medicine, and its refinement in the Alchemy Furnace was far more complicated than that of the Qi-Blood Pills. Considering it was his first attempt at refining Dragon Blood Pills, failure was to be expected. Once he became more proficient, relying on his 7th-tier alchemy skills, maintaining a break-even or even making a profit while refining Dragon Blood Pills would not be difficult!
Despite the waste of precious materials, after nine consecutive failures, Su Changkong finally succeeded on the tenth furnace!
Phew!
A rich fragrance emerged from the Pill Furnace, relaxing Su Changkong’s tense nerves. After so many failures, even he couldn’t help but be slightly affected, yet one success reassured him that his direction was correct.
When he opened the Pill Furnace, inside were a number of dull failure pills and leftover residues. What captured the attention, though, was a blood-red pill among them.
Su Changkong carefully removed it. The pill was only the size of a fingertip, and perhaps due to just being extracted from the furnace, a mist of blood-red aura entwined around it, making it look like a series of tiny dragons—quite mystical!
“The potency of this Dragon Blood Pill is probably much stronger than the Strong Blood Pills I’ve taken before!”
Su Changkong couldn’t help swallowing, excited by the thick medicinal aroma.
Previously, after taking three Strong Blood Pills, Su Changkong had advanced from the Qi Blood Three Transformation to the Qi Blood Four Transformation.
And Dragon Blood Pills were even more advanced and potent than Strong Blood Pills!
Without hesitation, Su Changkong tipped back his head and swallowed the Dragon Blood Pill, then began to refine it with his technique.
Phew!
Under Su Changkong’s powerful digestive ability, rich medicinal power from the Dragon Blood Pill gradually evaporated. His body’s Qi and Blood accelerated, with every cell greedily refining the pill’s potency into vigorous energy that continuously increased the strength of his Qi and Blood!
“Based on this refining speed, I can refine a Dragon Blood Pill in three days.”
Su Changkong made an estimate.
With its extreme potency, the Dragon Blood Pill was much more difficult to refine than the Strong Blood Pill. If it were another martial artist, even at the same Qi-Blood Long Dragon realm, it would probably take a month or more to refine just one pill.
But with Su Changkong’s Giant Whale Skill at the 8th-tier, his ability to refine pill medicines was terrifyingly strong—requiring only three days to fully refine it!
Therefore, Su Changkong would need ten Dragon Blood Pills per month.
While refining the Dragon Blood Pill, Su Changkong started the Pill Furnace for two or three batches of pill medicines each day.
With one successful experience, the chance of producing pills afterward began to increase.
On average, one pill could be produced in two or three furnaces, occasionally two, and this was enough to sustain Su Changkong’s rapid training!
A month later, Su Changkong had used up all fifty portions of the medicine materials.
After one month of refining ten Dragon Blood Pills, Su Changkong could clearly feel his Qi and Blood were stronger than a month before!
“In just over another month, I should be able to undergo one Blood Refining and achieve the Qi Blood Eight Transformation!”
Su Changkong was exhilarated in his heart.
This was the comprehensive advantage of having high talent, ample resources, and strong digestive power!
With sufficient resources, one’s Qi and Blood could grow rapidly, and unlike those with poorer talent who fail a breakthrough and suffer a setback, he would need neither the added time nor resources.
Su Changkong had never failed at Qi Blood Metamorphosis; he’d always succeeded on his first attempt!
“Knock, knock, knock!”