Wait a minute, where is my master?-Chapter 302 - 30 The Effects of the Strengthening Pill
Jin Xu saw the seven-colored light descend and thought the Tribulation Clouds had rekindled.
He let out a light shout from his mouth. π³πΏππππ²ππ»ππππ₯.ππ π
With his left hand, he effortlessly gathered the Fire Attribute Spiritual Energy from the air into his palm. At the same time, accompanied by the surging of the Golden spiritual power within his body, a golden-orange flame rose.
In an instant, the cork on the little Taoistβs left hand suffered an innocent disaster and turned to ash.
Just as he was about to burn away the seven-colored light, the experienced and knowledgeable Yu Yaoer, who was nearby, timely transmitted a message to stop him,
"Young Master, donβt do it!"
"Hmm?"
"This object should be the reward bestowed by the heavenly laws after successfully Crossing Tribulation, the seven Strengthening Pills.
Itβs not the remnant of the Heavenly Tribulation."
Upon hearing this, Jin Xu promptly stopped his extended left hand, and the flame in his palm gradually shrank.
The seven lights that sprang from the void seemed to have been frightened.
After hesitating in the air for a moment, they cautiously drifted toward the jade bottle in the little Taoistβs right hand.
As the lights entered the bottle, a rainbow-like mixed light burst forth from the mouth of the bottle.
Then, the thick fragrance of Pills permeated the martial arts field.
"Temple Master, Temple Master! What tasty thing have you made?"
The moment Little White smelled the aroma at the edge, she instantly rushed back.
Without stopping in time, she crashed into the little Taoistβs arms.
"Clang!"
A sound of metal clashing rang out as the husky-like creature gritted its teeth, holding two rod-hammer-like objects, and huddled on the ground, holding its head.
"Little White, donβt be so impetuous, itβs just a Strengthening Pill. Also, whatβs that in your hands?"
Jin Xu looked at the object in his demon petβs hand and felt strangely familiar with it.
Meanwhile, Yu Yaoer and Xia Yunzhao simultaneously cast a healing magic on Little Whiteβs head.
Feeling the pain lessen, the husky-like creature then stood up and said,
"Temple Master, this is the Pill Furnace you just blew up during Alchemy."
As she spoke, her gaze kept darting towards the little Taoistβs right hand.
"The Pill Furnace I blew up?"
Upon hearing this answer, Jin Xu was briefly startled. He then realized why the object looked familiar.
"Why would you pick up this thing?"
"To use as a weapon, of course."
Little White spoke as if it were obvious and then explained, "This Pill Furnace was forged from Late-year Cold Iron, already extraordinary and compatible with my attributes. Plus, it has also been scorched by your flames, Temple Master. I wanted to pick it up while I was in the Spiritual Power shield."
As the Shiqi spoke, it turned to Yu Yaoer and said, "Little Fish Sister, could you try out the strength of this thing for me?"
Yu Yaoer agreed, pulling out a firewood knife from her red jade bracelet, the same one used for the "Fire Joy Reduction" Alchemy Method, and chopped down on the Pill Furnace fragment.
"Clang!"
Another sound of metal clashing was heard.
The Pill Furnace fragment remained unscathed, while the knife in the hand of the Little Fish Demon chipped off a small piece the size of a grain of rice.
"Yay!"
Seeing her chosen weapon so sturdy, Little White joyfully bounced on the spot.
Yu Yaoer, seeing the chipped knife, wasnβt perturbed either.
After all, she had picked it up from the Xuanxu Templeβs kitchen, where there were still a couple more behind the stove, so she could just switch it out when needed.
At this moment, Jin Xu pressed his thumb to the bottleβs mouth to prevent the Pillβs strength from leaking, while also staring somewhat blankly at his demon pet.
He hadnβt expected the Pill Furnace that had been burned by his flames to have such an effect.
"Could it be that my path in the Hundred Skills of Immortal Cultivation is actually in Artifact Refining?"
The thought had just crossed the little Taoistβs mind when he was interrupted by an excited voice from the Shiqi,
"Temple Master, what should I name these two weapons?"
"What name should they have? Iβm not very good at this, but I know thereβs definitely one name you canβt use."
Jin Xu realized that he seemed to have some shortcomings when it came to naming his demon pet.
"You definitely canβt name it what?"
Little White, wielding two pieces of Late-Year Cold Iron that resembled hammers, wore a face full of confusion.
"You canβt call it Frost Sorrow or Fire Joy."
"Why not?"
"Because it would invite the voidβs scrutiny!"
"?????"
The little Taoist spoke with complete seriousness, while the three ladies were completely baffled.
However, nobody questioned too deeply, since Yu Yaoer and the others were used to the Taoist sometimes saying strange things.
Xia Yunzhao, on the other hand, was extremely curious about the "Strengthening Pills" inside the jade bottle and was not in the mood to bother with such trivial details.
...
The little episode with Little White acquiring a weapon was thus glossed over.
The group arrived in a chamber behind the arena and sat down around a square table.
Once everyone was seated,
Jin Xu wrapped seven Strengthening Pills in golden spiritual power and placed them on a green jade dish for everyone to observe what changes these pills had undergone.
"Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, purple. Young Master, these seven colors correspond to the seven-colored radiance that descended earlier."
Yu Yaoer counted them one by one; the Strengthening Pills, which were originally a light golden color, now each had their own primary hue.
Jin Xu nodded lightly. He furrowed his brows as he looked at the seven pills on the plate and murmured to himself.
"This color scheme really makes one want to go save grandpa..."
"What did you say, Young Master?"
"Ah, cough. Nothing, I was asking if Little Yu can discern the effects of these pills now?"
To suggest that Strengthening Pills, which had mutated to this extent, still only had the basic effect of strengthening and nurturing oneβs foundation, appearing different only to look prettier, was something the little Taoist would never believe.
Therefore, he asked the question.
Seeing that her young master had a question, Yu Yaoer furrowed her brows in thought.
After a while, she spoke with some difficulty: "To discern the medicinal properties of a pill, one begins with the medicinal properties of the raw materials, but the materials you used for alchemy, Young Master, were for Strengthening Pills, given to you by my own hands."
This approach was clearly not viable.
As for the second method..."
Yu Yaoer first "bound" Little White close to her chest before she slowly began, "That would be to find someone to test the medicine."
"Iβll do it, Iβll do it! Temple master, me!"
As expected, the moment she mentioned this, Shiqi immediately raised his hand and made a muffled sound.
"Thud."
Yu Yaoer tapped lightly on Shiqiβs head, then continued.
"Sampling medicine is very dangerous. My grandmother once researched a pill that allowed cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage to directly advance a great realm. She thought it might restore the glory of ancient times to the Shui Clan.
But six hours after the test subject took the pill, his Dantian gradually disintegrated, and he died as a result.
After that, the positioning of this pill changed from a holy item for cultivation to a must-have for cultivators in death duels when going out.
And thereβs also..."
The Little Fish Demon recounted five or six tragic cases that occurred during drug trials in one breath.
Things like a Healing Pill that cured a person but caused hair loss; a Detoxification Pill that neutralized other poisons but became highly poisonous itself due to fusion of medicinal properties; and a pill for replenishing spiritual energy that, when consumed more than ten thousand pills, would increase the risk of cultivation deviation by thirty percent, and so on.
The group listened with eyes wide and mouths agape, and Little White temporarily quenched the idea of testing the medicine.
Jin Xu clicked his tongue against his teeth and frowned at the pills in the dish.
He thought to himself, should he give it a try?
After all, it was hard enough to refine these pills; they couldnβt just be left there to admire, right?
But what if after eating them...
What if, like the unfortunate one in Yaoerβs story, he lost his hair?
"Hiss, every day itβs something or other."
