"Didn't manager Xia just come to check a few days ago?" The guard asked in confusion.
"He's already seen it, can't I see it again?" Deacon Mei glared at him and said unhappily.
"Of course you can, of course you can." The guard almost slapped himself. Everyone in the pillheart Pavilion knew that Deacon Mei and Deacon Xia were like fire and water. Why did he have to mention him?
Seeing that Deacon Mei was angry, the guard didn't dare to say anything more and quickly relaxed.
Deacon Mei entered the courtyard and pretended to check on some spiritual herbs. He walked towards a warehouse in a nonchalant manner.
If he remembered correctly, a spiritual herb needed to refine the Saint breakthrough pill was kept in there. However, because it wasn't a very rare spirit herb and only existed as an auxiliary material in the pill recipe, it wasn't valued by people.
However, every pill recipe was the result of the painstaking efforts of countless predecessors in the world of alchemy. They were all extremely rigorous, and no mistakes were allowed for any spiritual herb, even if it was only a supplementary ingredient.
"Don't you want to refine the Saint breakthrough pill? with just a little trick, I can make all your previous efforts go to waste. " Seeing that no one was watching him, Deacon Mei revealed a smug smile.
It would not have been easy for anyone else to tamper with the spirit herbs, but his Mei family had served the pill Heart Pavilion for generations. His father and grandfather were deacons in charge of supervising the spirit herb garden in the pavilion. He had been influenced since he was young, so it was not difficult for him to tamper with the spirit herbs.
Just as Mei Zhi entered the spiritual herb warehouse, Qiu zhenwen had a smirk on his face. Suddenly, the Jade tablet hidden at his waist let out a soft sound that only he could hear.
Qiu zhenwen looked around carefully. When he saw that no one was paying attention to him, he felt relieved and slipped out of the pillheart Pavilion as if nothing had happened.
In the alchemy room, the muffled sound of a furnace exploding could still be heard from time to time, but the frequency was getting lower and lower. Everyone knew that Ling Chuxi's technique was becoming more and more skilled, and her control of the fire was also getting better and better.
Finally, the pill room fell silent for a long time, and a strange pill fragrance faintly spread out.
Ling Chuxi held a special-grade spirit pill in her hands, which was crystal clear and smooth, with pill clouds flowing around it. Her face was full of relief. After hundreds of attempts, she finally succeeded in refining this marrow-washing elixir. Compared to the marrow-washing liquid she had refined in the human space, the spiritual energy contained in this special-class elixir was more than a hundred times more abundant, and its effects were also different.
This should be enough to stabilize Yichen's injuries. The weight in Ling Chuxi's heart was finally lifted by half.
This marrow cleansing pill was a new pill formula that Ling Chuxi had come up with after combining the various talents of the world. It did not have a name yet, so Ling Chuxi decided to call it the spirit marrow pill after some thought.
"Alchemist Grandmaster Ling, congratulations. From the looks of it, you should be almost done with your technique." The moment she walked out of the pill room, Yu qiubai and company came forward to congratulate her.
Everyone thought that she was trying to figure out the technique of the Saint breakthrough pill and refining some other spirit pills for practice. Since she had succeeded just now, it should not be a big problem to refine the Saint breakthrough pill.
"I'm alright. Thank you for your concern. " Ling Chuxi knew that they had misunderstood, so she did not explain any further and thanked them instead.
Seeing that it was getting late, Ling Chuxi bade farewell to everyone and returned to the fragrant little house. She called meixiu along to visit Ling Yichen.
In the dilapidated little courtyard, Ling Yichen's thin figure was just like before, lonely and bleak.
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