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Wei Qi's eyes were fixated on the pill in his hand, his expression becoming more and more solemn.

This was the first time in his life that he had seen a pill that had no impurities. The seven pills were exactly the same as the pattern and there was no deviation. Clearly, they were refined in the same batch.

He had concocted pills for nearly twenty years, and had stepped into the threshold of becoming a Profound Level alchemist for some time as well. His attainments in alchemy were definitely not shallow, but to be able to concoct seven pellets of this level in a batch was absolutely impossible.

Wei Qi calmed the undulating emotions in his heart, grabbed the young man's shoulders and said: ”Junior Brother, are you sure that these pellets were refined by Maki Chen?”

Senior Brother, I'm not too sure either, but the pills did indeed come from Maki Chen's Pill Refining Pavilion. Even if it wasn't Maki Chen who refined it, the person who refined the pills must have a close relationship with him.

Hearing the young man's guess, Wei Qi felt better. Although refining pills relied on one's Inherent Skill and comprehension ability, there was a limit to one's Inherent Skill.

He did not believe that a fifteen or sixteen year old brat would refine a better pill than him, a Profound Level alchemist who had come into contact with the way of alchemy for twenty years.

But the comforting he repeated in his heart did not work at all, a thought suddenly appeared in Wei Qi's mind, what if Maki Chen truly had such an astonishing Inherent Skill!

He imagined himself losing to a little kid who was not even half his age in front of all the Mountain Sea Pavilion disciples. How could he endure such humiliation!

The moment this thought appeared, it began to circulate in his head and lingering in his head.

I... I have to do something, I definitely can't let that brat off easy, I have to discredit him!

Wei Qi's hands clenched into fists, and stopped trembling. His pair of cold eyes looked at the young man in front of him, and a dull smile surfaced on his face.

Maki Chen reclined on the reclining chair, his face full of dejection. When he glanced at the Pill Cauldron from the corner of his eye, he quickly retracted it.

After refining the pellets all night long, Maki Chen's consumption of Spirit Soul was higher than he had imagined. Perhaps it was because the strength of his Spirit Soul was not strong enough, or perhaps it was because he had not refined pellets for a long time, which was why his control over the consumption of the Spirit Soul was not right. At this moment, he was already exhausted to the point of exhaustion, and felt as if his own Spirit Soul was separated from his body.

However, Maki Chen was still worried.

A pill refiner, the most important thing was his Spirit Soul. The stronger the Spirit Soul, the more detailed and detailed he would be able to control everything when refining pills. This was also one of the reasons why Maki Chen had been able to produce such a high quality pill.

And every time he refined a pill, he would need to consume a certain amount of Spirit Soul's power. When it reached a certain amount, the Spirit Soul would feel uncomfortable.

Although the feeling after the Spirit Soul was used up was not pleasant, but it was a method to train the Spirit Soul, which was why Maki Chen was so happy about refining pills.

The strength of the Spirit Soul was not only beneficial to the process of refining pills, it was also extremely beneficial to Maki Chen's cultivation. Every time he exhausted too much of his Spirit Soul, Maki Chen would activate the [Heavenly Punishment Divine Thunder Spell].

Although Heavenly Punishment Divine Thunder Spell was a cultivation technique to increase one's cultivation and physique, it also had the ability to temper the Spirit Soul. Cultivating the Spirit Soul when it was in its weakened state would greatly increase the strength of the Spirit Soul.

He sat cross-legged and cultivated for six hours before Maki Chen finally opened his eyes and looked out the window at the sky which was already starting to shine brightly.

This was the case for cultivators. By cultivating to expel the drowsiness from their body, they could completely replace the sleep of ordinary people without any side effects.

Turning his head to look at the Blacky, he saw that it was lying in front of a pile of jars that was slightly bigger than him, sleeping soundly.