Starting from the prison, an infinite simulation

Chapter 137 Returning the Principal and Interest



Chapter 137 Returning the Principal and Interest

"Jiang Yueming, you burned the pill formula. Are you too scared to continue the competition?"

Jiang Yiyu watched as the copy of the pill formula he had kindly given him slowly turned to ash in the fireworks, and his eyes turned cold.

He felt that Jiang Yueming was looking down on him; no, this was a blatant provocation!

"Young Master Jiang..." Upon seeing this, Yang Shuo's pale red eyes darkened slightly, and she also looked as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

She really couldn't understand what Jiang Yueming was trying to do. He was the one who suggested the pill-refining competition, but he was also the one who burned the pill formula copy.

Without a copy of the pill formula, what will he use to refine pills?

Unless he has a more powerful pill formula than Jiang Yiyu, or he already knows the Blood Spirit Pill formula inside and out.

But that's impossible. She had never seen Jiang Yueming refine pills, nor had she ever seen him condense soul flames, and there was no trace of an alchemist in her perception of soul power.

So what is he thinking?

Not only Yang Shuo was puzzled, but even the bandits behind her were stunned. They had been waiting to see Jiang Yueming make a fool of himself, but now they saw that he was truly at a loss for words.

"Is Jiang Yueming mentally unstable?" Li Guning stared at Jiang Yueming's figure, turned his head and whispered to Xie Chengkun.

Xie Chengkun was also in a daze at this moment. Even with more than forty years of experience, he couldn't explain what Jiang Yueming's actions were all about.

"Jiang Yueming, I'm asking you a question!" After a long while, Jiang Yiyu still hadn't received a reply from Jiang Yueming, and a surge of anger rose in his heart as he shouted angrily.

Hearing this, Jiang Yueming glanced at the boiling water in the pot and casually said, "Jiang Yiyu, I want to see the original. Who knows if you'll make a fake."

Simply put, Jiang Yueming didn't believe that Jiang Yiyu really gave him the true recipe for the Blood Spirit Pill, so he burned the copy of the recipe.

"You!" Jiang Yiyu's face suddenly darkened, as if something had been exposed.

Jiang Yueming's concerns were valid; he had indeed tampered with the copy he had given him, but Jiang Yueming had discovered it.

"Hmph, here you go," Jiang Yiyu said coldly, taking out another red scroll from his sleeve and throwing it to Jiang Yueming.

He wasn't afraid that Jiang Yueming would throw the original Blood Spirit Pill formula into the fire again, because this second-grade pill formula was the standard for his advancement to second-grade alchemist.

He has refined it countless times and can recite all the herbs needed for the Blood Spirit Pill by heart. With his existing refining experience, Jiang Yueming is bound to lose this time!

Snapped!

Jiang Yueming reached out and took the red scroll, carefully stroking it and sensing the pure soul power on it. After confirming that the scroll was genuine, he opened his palms and saw lines of text on the scroll.

Three breaths later, he closed the scroll and threw it back to Jiang Yiyu, continuing to fuss over the pot of water that was about to boil.

Jiang Yiyu glanced at the clear water in the pot, his expression as if he were bestowing a handout, and said with a smile, "Jiang Yueming, you don't even have a decent alchemy furnace, how can you compare to me?"

"How about I give you a top-quality alchemy furnace? That way you won't lose so badly, haha."

In Jiang Yiyu's eyes, his cousin, who was disliked by his family, lived a miserable life, no different from a lowly worm. If he could accept his charity, he would give him some face when refining pills later.

This can be considered as preserving the face of the so-called martial arts prodigy of the Imperial State, even though they are just pawns in their respective families!

"Jiang Yiyu, why are you spouting so much nonsense? If I had your resources, I would have refined the Blood Spirit Pill long ago. What are you still doing barking like a dog?"

After saying that, Jiang Yueming had a thought and her consciousness entered her soul sea, completely ignoring Jiang Yiyu's roaring and angry voice outside.

Nine jade slips surrounded him in his soul sea, each jade slip radiating power no less than that of immortal arts. It felt as if just one of them could awe all living beings in the world.

"Hmm, you're the one." Jiang Yueming's eyes locked onto a purple hue, and she reached out to grab it.

call out!

The moment his finger touched the purple jade slip, his consciousness instantly shifted to another space, which was a huge library. Rows of jade slips stood horizontally on the shelves, and the entire library was in the shape of a ring, with twelve rings stacked on top of each other.

Clearly, each layer corresponds to the grade of the corresponding elixir formula.

However, this enormous library contains countless jade slips and pill formulas. There are tens of thousands of jade slips arranged in a circular pattern on the second floor alone. How could he quickly find the Blood Spirit Pill formula amidst this vast sea of ​​books?

"You're not going to make me go up to the second floor and search for them one by one, are you?" Jiang Yueming stood in the center of the library, looking down in thought.

Actually, he didn't quite believe in the pill formula Jiang Yiyu gave him, so he insisted on verifying it himself.

However, Jiang Yiyu would never have imagined that Jiang Yueming possessed such extraordinary abilities; if he knew, he would be furious to death.

It was precisely because the Divine Strategy of Immortal Pills laid the foundation for Jiang Yueming that he dared to ask Jiang Yiyu what grade of pills he wanted to refine.

Of course, alchemy is not an easy path. Just because Jiang Yueming has a fifth-grade medicine formula doesn't mean he can definitely refine a fifth-grade pill.

If every alchemist were that powerful, what would be the point of having teachers and alchemist organizations?

Unfortunately, Jiang Yueming didn't want to join the alchemy lineage; he had other ideas.

"Sigh, if only the Blood Spirit Pill could fly right to me." Jiang Yueming thought for a moment and then obediently started to walk upstairs to search for it one by one.

hum!

Just as he was about to step onto the first step, a buzzing sound suddenly came to his ears. When he looked up, a red jade slip slowly unfolded in front of him, and the words inside were displayed in his eyes like a holographic projection.

Blood Spirit Pill, a second-grade elixir, can replenish qi and blood, nourish blood deficiency, and quickly heal wounds. It is extremely easy to refine.

Required materials: one Blood Essence Flower, one Qi-Gathering Grass. (Advanced Version)

One blood-red flower, two bundles of wisteria roots, three golden and silver leaves, and one lotus seed for purifying the heart. (Basic version)

"Uh..." Jiang Yueming looked at the words in front of him and couldn't help but smile: "As expected of immortal arts, this pill formula even has high and low versions."

He had previously seen that Jiang Yiyu's red scroll was a low-level version, and the refining materials required inside were indeed complex.

But now that Jiang Yueming has a new version of the prescription, he no longer needs Jiang Yiyu's prescription.

Moreover, the advanced version is definitely much better than the low-level version, something Jiang Yiyu would never know, no matter how hard he tried. He had already lost from the very beginning, starting with the pill formula.

As for where Jiang Yueming got the medicinal herbs, that was thanks to Fu Dongliu.

During his free time, Fu Dongliu had given him a basic introduction to alchemy theory and precautions. After teaching him, he gave him a storage ring.

The storage ring contained countless medicinal herbs and had a vast space. When Jiang Yueming entered the storage ring and saw the mountains of medicinal herbs and rare pill formulas, he finally believed that Fu Dongliu was indeed the God of Medicine from the Upper Realm!

Although Fu Dongliu couldn't provide him with any substantial help, these resources were enough for him to squander on alchemy for the rest of his life!

"Jiang Yiyu, things are different now. Today, I will make you pay back, with interest, the humiliation you inflicted on Yuan!"


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