Chapter 7 - Fine-quality Pills, Ultimately Not a Person Who
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nHearing Han Muye’s words, Mu Wan paused and looked up at him.
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n“Brother Han, have you learnt alchemy before?”
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nHan Muye shook his head.
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nHe had never learnt it.
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nMu Wan smiled and said, “Then Brother, how dare you advise me in alchemy?”
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nShe known for being an alchemy genius among the younger generation of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.
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nIf not for the fact that the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s alchemy was not considered well-knwon, her reputation would have been even more resounding.
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nNow, a Sword Caretaker who had never refined pills before was telling her that her method of refining pills was wrong.
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nWasn’t that a complete joke?
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nOr was the person in front of her deliberately attracting her attention?
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n“It will be on me if this furnace of ingregients are wasted.” Han Muye raised his hand and placed six spiritual rocks on the stone platform in front of him, then placed another spiritual rock aside.
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nMu Wan frowned.
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n‘Is this guy for real?’
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nOther things could be faked, but not spiritual rocks.
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nThey were all low-level cultivators, and their spiritual rocks did not come from nowhere.
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n“Alright.” Frowning, she raised her hand and exchanged the spiritual herb in her hand for a green spiritual herb before throwing it into the pill furnace.
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nAfter that, Han Muye did not speak again. He waited for Mu Wan to throw all the spiritual herbs into the pill furnace, and then began to gently rotate the pill furnace. A dim spiritual light flashed in her hand.
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nHan Muye watched enviously.
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nThis was a cultivator who had condensed spiritual energy.
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nHuang Six had told him that the cultivation realm was divided into the three realms Heaven, Earth, and Man.
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nThe Human realm cultivates essence energy, condenses Qi and builds the foundation.
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nThe Earth realm is able to sense the origin, awaken the spirit and condense the core.
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nThe Heaven realm births the essence energy and forms the soul.
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nTo be able to condense one’s own spiritual energy meant that she had surpassed the first phase of essence energy cultivation and had reached the second stage of the Human realm of Qi condensation. One’s body would gather the spiritual energy and temporarily leave from their mortal body.
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nHan Muye had comprehended a few sword techniques, had just comprehended the method of alchemy, and knew a lot of sword forging methods.
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nHowever, without cultivation techniques and a cultivation base, these abilities were just like water without roots.
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nAlthough he had maximum-level of comprehension, he firmly believed that he lacked an opportunity to cultivate.
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nHowever, the burden of a useless spiritual core made him feel a little less confident.
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n“Hum—”
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nThe pill furnace shook. Mu Wan raised her hand and beckoned. Two bean-sized pills flew out of the pill furnace.
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nReaching out to catch it, a trace of joy flashed across Mu Wan’s face. “Two of them!”
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nLogically speaking, a furnace of spiritual herbs could only refine one pill. If she refined two pills, she would save a furnace of spiritual herbs. This was equivalent to earning an amount of spiritual rocks equivalent to a furnace of spiritual herb.
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nMu Wan looked at the pill in her palm with surprise.
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nThe quality of this pill was much better than the ones that she had refined in the past.
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nAlchemy pills were also like cultivation spiritual cores, from unranked to first-grade.
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nHowever, in addition to the rank of the pill, it also mattered whether the medicinal strength was pure and the condensation was just right.
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nThis would determine the pill quality.
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nIt could be either inferior, ordinary, fine or supreme.
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nOrdinary pills could be divided into these four qualities.
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nAs for whether there were other qualities, it was unheard of in the world and impossible to verify.
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nInferior pills were mostly poisonous and not suitable for consumption.
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nMost of the pills refined by ordinary alchemy cultivators were ordinary.
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nFine quality pills required skill.
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nAs for the supreme quality, that was something that could only be chanced upon by luck.
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nIf the quality of a low-grade medicinal pill was good enough, it could completely compare to a high-grade medicinal pill.
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nFor example, the supreme quality ninth-grade pill’s medicinal strength was even much richer and purer than ordinary eighth-grade pills of the same attribute.
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nThe higher the quality of the pill, the purer the medicinal power contained, and the fewer impurities.
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n“A fine quality one, huh…?”
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nMu Wan muttered softly and handed the two pills to Han Muye reluctantly.
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nAlthough the Body Strengthening Pill was only a ninth-grade pill, but it was a fine quality one and was considered good.
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nHowever, Han Muye had entrusted her to refine this pill, and he had even given her pointers during the refinement process.
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nMu Wan wanted to keep the pill for herself, but she was not so thick-skinned.
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n‘Are these pills?’
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nAfter receiving the two bean-like Body Strengthening pills, Han Muye sighed with emotion. No matter where he went, anything that could be eaten was not cheap.
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nAnd the smaller it was, the more precious it was.
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nSeven spiritual rocks just for this little thing.
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nIf Mu Wan knew what Han Muye was thinking, she would probably cry.
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nThe price of a fine-quality Body Strengthening Pill was five times that of an ordinary Body Strengthening Pill. Now that she had given it to Han Muye at the price of an ordinary Body Strengthening Pill, he was still displeased?
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nWho was the one who’d lost out?
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n“Sister, I’ll leave first.” Putting away the pills, Han Muye cupped his hands at Mu Wan.
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nIt was not good to keep watching others refine pills.
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nMu Wan nodded, then looked at Han Muye and said, “Brother Han, you said that you’ve never learnt alchemy. Why were you able to point out that the order of the two spiritual herbs in my Body Strengthening Pill was wrong?”
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n‘I knew you’d ask.’
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nHan Muye laughed, then said, “I don’t know much about alchemy, but as a Sword Caretaker, I do know a little about forging swords.”
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n“If it’s too hard, it won’t last long. If it’s brittle, it can’t be bent. There should be some similarities between sword refinement and pill refinement.”
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nWith that, he turned and walked out of the bamboo building.
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nThe place was not close to the Sword Pavilion. He had to get back before dark.
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n“If it’s too hard, it won’t last long. If it’s brittle, it can’t be bent…” Mu Wan muttered as she watched Han Muye leave.
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n“Hehe, this Sword Caretaker is really an interesting person.”
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nTurning the furnace in her hand, Mu Wan began to refine pills again.
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nAfter she had refined two fine-quality Body Strengthening Pills in one batch just now, her confidence had greatly increased.
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nWhile that feeling was still there, she was confident that she could refine another batch of fine quality Body Strengthening pills.
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n——————
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nHan Muye rushed back before the door of the Sword Pavilion closed.
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n“So, did you get the Body Strengthening Pills?” Huang Six asked with a smile.
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nHan Muye nodded and took out two pills.
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n“Eh, this Body Strengthening Pill…” Huang Six was shook and hurried forward.
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n“This is a fine-quality pill!”
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n‘Fine-quality?’
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nSeeing that Han Muye was confused, Huang Six introduced all the grade and quality of the pills.
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nWhen he heard Han Muye say that he had spent seven spiritual rocks to buy two fine-quality pills, Huang Six’s eyes widened.
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n“Tsk, tsk. She probably likes you.”
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nHuang Six looked Han Muye up and down, his words sour.
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nHe reached for his wine gourd and took a big gulp, then handed it to Han Muye.
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nHan Muye shook his head.
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nHe didn’t like to drink.
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nWhen he didn’t take it, Huang Six took the gourd back and smiled. “You can rest easy tonight.”
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n“The sword has been taken away this afternoon.”
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n‘The sword?’
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nStunned, Han Muye whispered, “The one from last night?”
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nThe sword that had been screaming for dual cultivation the previous night.
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nHuang Six nodded. Seeing his expression, he grinned. “Why? Do you want to dual cultivate again?”
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nHan Muye frowned slightly.
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nThere was something strange about that sword.
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nIt was not the refining method, but how it came to the Sword Pavilion. It was strange.
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n“Who claimed the sword?”
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nHe looked at Huang Six.
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nHuang Six glanced at him and spread out the book on the long table. Then he pointed at it and said, “The inner sect disciple, Su Yang, gained the opportunity to receive the sword as a mission reward.”
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n“I didn’t get a single spiritual rock from him.”
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nHan Muye didn’t care about the spiritual rocks. In his opinion, the benefits of being a Sword Caretaker were secondary. The key was the benefits of being an inner sect disciple and the opportunity to comprehend sword techniques from various swords.
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n“It’s strange. When that guy came to collect his sword, he just took it and left,” Huang Six muttered as he closed the book.
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n‘He just took the sword?’
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nHan Muye turned to look at the wooden shelves in the Sword Pavilion and narrowed his eyes.
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n“Forget it, who cares? We’re just Sword Caretakers.” Huang Six reached out and patted Han Muye’s shoulder. “Tomorrow, we’ll wipe the swords on the first floor. It’s a tiring job.”
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n“Take the Body Strengthening Pill first tonight.”
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nAt this point, he looked at Han Muye. “It’s good to be good-looking. Why didn’t I meet someone who gave me a fine-quality pill for free back then…”
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nHan Muye was tall and straight. Although he wasn’t muscular, his face was handsome, and he did look good.
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nHowever, Han Muye knew that Mu Wan had given him a fine-quality pill because of his words when he was refining pills.
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nIn the end, he was not someone who relied on his looks to make a living. He still had to rely on his capabilities…
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nWith a soft sigh, he returned to his quiet room. Han Muye sat cross-legged, and two pale yellow pills appeared in his palm.
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nHe took the pill.
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n‘Will it hurt the first time?’
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