Chapter 289: Jiang Lin, too, is an alchemist capable of standing on his own!
"You don't seem like the kind of person who has so much idle time. Speak, what business brings you to the Yunlan Sect?" Yun Yun glanced at the large bag in her hand—by sight alone, there were probably nearly a hundred Body-Tempering Crystal Pills inside. Her face twitched slightly, but she still said, "I also practice a body-tempering technique. These so-called 'Crystal Pills' might not be as effective as you claim. You'd better keep them for yourself."
Ever since she had been sealed and even Fighters could bully her, Yun Yun had been diligently practicing a body-tempering art seldom pursued by the other Yunlan Sect elders after her return. However, the progress of body-tempering was always slower and more grueling than the cultivation of Dou Qi. At present, Yun Yun's physical body was only at the second tier. That meant ordinary people couldn't bully her anymore, but compared to her Dou Huang cultivation, a second-tier body was as good as useless.
"How could that be? These Crystal Pills are all tier-three and tier-four small pills, enough to aid cultivation up to the third-tier physical body. I refined some out of boredom before, but they no longer have any effect on me. Although tier-four Crystal Pills only support the body to reach the third-tier standard, a third-tier body is like the Dou Qi Armor of a Dou Master—rigid as iron, hard for ordinary blades to harm. For someone with your Dou Huang strength, this would be of great help." Jiang Lin hurriedly explained. These Crystal Pills truly had no effect on him anymore.
The Crystal Pills Jiang Lin offered were split roughly half-and-half between tier-three and tier-four. That amount was just enough to push Yun Yun's second-tier body into the third tier. The last time she practiced the Forging Flame Art, it had already strengthened her body to the late stage of tier two. After all, with a Dou Huang foundation, her energy absorption efficiency was very high. Of course, if Yun Yun were to share some with Nalan Yanran, then that bag of Crystal Pills wouldn't be enough for Yun Yun to break through.
"Don't worry, these things only have strict refining conditions, but compared to traditional third or fourth-grade pills, Crystal Pills are relatively cheap and not worth much money." Fearing Yun Yun might reject his "bribe," Jiang Lin had no choice but to speak modestly, giving her an excuse to accept.
Indeed, the principle of the Crystal Pill was that it was essentially a "one-time spherical Dou Tool." Its material requirements were far less demanding than traditional pills. With an energy-infused stone, Crystal Pill techniques, special Dou Qi, and a bit of cheap herb to improve taste, mass production became possible. Their shelf life was also exceptional—since they were Dou Tools, they didn't truly rely on medicinal efficacy.
The working principle was simple: Jiang Lin used the principles of Dou Crystal techniques, taking energy ores as the medium, and imprinted his Forging Flame Art onto them. In short, a Crystal Pill was like a miniature copy of Jiang Lin himself using the Forging Flame Art to temper another's body.
When a Fighter refined a Crystal Pill with their Dou Qi, in reality, the Crystal Pill was tempering the Fighter in reverse.
From the perspective of value, Crystal Pills were not as rare as traditional pills. But the key point was—at present, only Jiang Lin could refine them. Even the Medicine Venerable, Yao Chen, who had witnessed their creation, though he understood part of the principle, couldn't replicate them for Xiao Yan to casually consume.
And because the Crystal Pill's foundation lay in the Forging Flame Art and Fire-Gold Dou Qi, naturally, they were useless for Jiang Lin himself. To him, Crystal Pills were little more than concentrated energy beans that sped up the circulation of the Forging Flame Art, indirectly enhancing both his body tempering and cultivation.
It was worth mentioning that originally, Crystal Pills had severely diminished effects when used on the alchemists themselves. Low-ranked alchemists could only benefit slightly from buying high-ranked ones. But Jiang Lin's Fire-Gold Dou Qi was so pure that his Crystal Pills remained highly effective even for alchemists.
"This thing may look like a pill, but it's really a special Dou Tool that can be refined. If you don't want it for yourself, you can always reward other Yunlan disciples with it. That way, you'll also help me promote these Crystal Pills, eh? Let me earn money lying down in the future." Jiang Lin chuckled at Yun Yun's troubled look.
Giving Yun Yun such a big bag of Crystal Pills was, of course, a form of bribery. But it was also a token of gratitude and a way to promote his creation. He wanted the world to understand that Jiang Lin, too, was an alchemist capable of standing on his own!
What? Why not call him a pill master? Kid, don't ask stupid questions. Do you understand what it means to take words out of context? What I refine—does that even count as medicine??
Previously, Jiang Lin had been too busy with all sorts of affairs and had never found the right opportunity to distribute his Crystal Pills. Without noticing, he had stockpiled a huge bag of these useless low-tier pills. So now, he decided to gift them to Yun Yun in one go, paving the way for the conversation to come.
After all, even between old married couples, one needed to prepare the atmosphere. How could a serious man like Jiang Lin talk serious business with the Yunlan Sect Master without setting the stage first? Especially when it came to the material called "Soul Gold," which was extremely rare, hovering between the sixth and seventh tier. Its value might even surpass the sixth-tier material in Jiang Lin's possession—the Amethyst Horn.
"Tch… endure once and all is calm, step back and the more you think about it, the angrier you get. I'm still so annoyed about that damned Buddha's Fury Lotus that blew the wings off the Eight-Winged Black Serpent Emperor. I didn't even get to scavenge anything." For no reason, Jiang Lin suddenly thought of Soul Crystals, then his Amethyst Horn, and finally the Eight-Winged Black Serpent Emperor. Looking at that serpent's eight wings—wasn't that the same number as his Eight-Leaf Feather Sheath project? What was this called? Fate! The Black Serpent Emperor was clearly destined for him! And yet that damned Xiao Huo Huo ruined it all!
"Ah, I hope the next time I see it, all of the Black Serpent Emperor's wings will have grown back." Jiang Lin silently prayed for the creature, truly concerned for its injuries.
"Ah-choo!" Somewhere at the border of the Jia Ma Empire, inside a cave, a massive blood-scaled serpent suddenly let out a violent sneeze. The stranger's sudden concern didn't warm its heart at all. Instead, it grew increasingly uneasy!
"Green Barbarian! I can't stay in this Jia Ma place for even a single minute more! Go fix the mess your damn riddle man stirred up! Then we'll immediately leave this empire and return to the Sky Serpent Mansion!! I need to molt!!!"
Inside the cave, the blood-scaled serpent roared with restless anger.
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