Mortal Alchemy

Guo Lao counted out eighty-five spirit stones and gave them to Chen Ping.

Chen Ping pocketed the spirit stones, his heart burning with excitement. He finally had money!

Chen Ping left the Myriad Treasures Pavilion with seventeen spirit stones.

The market was vast. He went to other shops to buy a bottle of Yuan Qi pills and acquired three bottles of Jing Qi pills from a street stall.

Submitting three bottles of Jing Qi pills a month for a monthly stipend of two spirit stones seemed like a loss for Chen Ping, but it was actually a gain.

This was because the Mu family provided a pill furnace and earth vein spiritual fire, and also sold him materials for Spiritual Sense pills at cost.

The success rate of refining Spiritual Sense pills was very low, but even so, Chen Ping couldn't help but be overjoyed.

What was the concept of seventeen spirit stones? It was equivalent to Chen Ping's salary for eight months!

Having solved the resource problem, Chen Ping could finally relax and concentrate most of his time and energy on improving his cultivation.

Although refining pills was profitable, he wanted to focus on cultivation. Since he couldn't refine Yuan Qi pills himself, refining pills could only be an auxiliary activity.

If he focused solely on refining pills to make money, delaying his cultivation and foundation establishment time, it would be a loss outweighing the gains, and his life would be ruined.

In addition to buying pills, Chen Ping bought some defensive talismans in the market. A Divine Speed Talisman that could travel five hundred miles a day only cost ten spirit sands.

Some better spells, and even offensive means, were too expensive.

He continued to stroll through the market, mainly looking at the prices of flying artifacts.

Since he was young and rode Meng Huang'er's flying sword, Chen Ping had always had a desire to own a flying artifact.

"Magic Gourd, only selling for fifty spirit stones, Fellow Daoist, take a look."

"Flying sword, seventy spirit stones... too expensive? This palm fan, only forty spirit stones..."

Chen Ping also understood that these expensive flying artifacts used array techniques, and using them for daily flight required spirit stones for consumption.

Having seen Mu Lu妃's white jade flying boat, Chen Ping was not very interested in these flying artifacts, and he couldn't afford them at the moment anyway.

Chen Ping walked into the alley, changed his appearance, tore open a Divine Speed Talisman, and his speed increased dramatically. In just two hours, he crossed two hundred miles and returned to the Mu family.

Moreover, he wasn't very tired, but of course, it was still much worse than a flying artifact.

Arriving at his dojo, he took a comfortable bath, took care of the spiritual plants, and then went into the pill refining room to cultivate.

He spent most of his time improving his cultivation, but he still took some time to study the refining of Spiritual Sense pills.

"Although the materials for this Spiritual Sense pill are cheap, the effect is good, but it is extremely difficult to refine. Even with my pill refining inheritance, it's like this, then it's even more difficult for others to refine Spiritual Sense pills..."

He also understood why the price of Spiritual Sense pills was so expensive.

But for now, as long as he could refine one bottle of Spiritual Sense pills a month, his cultivation resources would not be cut off, and he could still have surplus spirit stones to save for emergencies.

One month, consuming ten spirit stones worth of resources, how difficult is it for ordinary disciples to accumulate ten spirit stones?

In this path of cultivation, wealth, companions, law, and land, wealth comes first. The ancients did not deceive him.

This day, it was time to turn in the mission again. Chen Ping received a salary of two spirit stones. The Mu family took his three bottles of pills and could earn at least fifty spirit sands.

Xu Fengshan, looking pale, found Chen Ping and grabbed his arm: "Junior Brother Chen, tonight, come with me."

Chen Ping asked in confusion: "What's the matter?"

Xu Fengshan said: "Senior Brother Liu has passed away. I'll take you to attend Senior Brother Liu's funeral."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ping frowned slightly: "Senior Brother Xu, I have important matters to attend to. I won't go to this funeral."