Upon hearing this.
Ning Yinqiu's eyes filled with deeper resentment. "If it weren't for the money, would you still come here looking for me?"
Chen Nan raised an eyebrow. "What do you think?"
Ning Yinqiu's face flushed. She forced herself to sit up, tidied her clothes, and handed Chen Nan a ledger. "During this period, the first and second volumes of books have sold a total of fifty thousand copies, amounting to one hundred thousand taels."
"In addition, the third volume has also been released."
"The first batch of twenty thousand copies was sold out in less than a day."
"After that, we also..."
Chen Nan didn't even glance at the ledger, interrupting her directly. "With our relationship, there's no need to be so detailed. Just tell me how much money we get this time."
Ning Yinqiu's eyes were full of affection. Chen Nan's seemingly impatient actions were precisely the greatest trust he had in her.
She said, "This time, you can take one hundred and eighty thousand taels of silver."
Chen Nan was greatly surprised.
He never expected to receive one hundred and eighty thousand taels of silver.
To be honest.
Making money by selling stories was truly a highly profitable endeavor.
He had a premonition that the speed of making money by selling stories couldn't compare to penicillin.
However.
Cultivating penicillin was a meritorious deed that could benefit all living beings.
Suppose, one day, he became a prominent figure.
If someone asked him what he did for a living.
How would he respond?
"I write adult novels?"
Although no profession is inherently noble or lowly.
He still had his pride.
Of course.
This was also why so many writers used pen names instead of their real names.
They were afraid of being looked down upon.
After receiving one hundred and eighty thousand taels of silver, Chen Nan left the Wu Clan Printing House and went to a pharmacy to purchase some medicinal herbs for refining pills.
Just buying the herbs cost him five thousand taels of silver.
It seemed that whether on Earth, in the Immortal Realm, or in the Netherworld, alchemists were made with money.
After all, five thousand taels of silver was an astronomical sum that many ordinary families could not earn in a lifetime.
"Now that I have become a cultivator and possess a pill furnace, it's time to refine some pills."
Chen Nan's eyes sparkled, and a sense of anticipation arose in his heart.
Only absolute strength.
Could allow him to stand firm in this world.
Only then could he reach Fengdu City, where the path to the eighteen layers of hell lay, and meet Empress Houtu.
In fact, Chen Nan had also asked Yuan Zun how to meet Empress Houtu.
But Yuan Zun had said that only by becoming a Ninth-Rank Underworld Emissary.
Only then could he withstand the ghostly qi and malevolent energy of the eighteen layers of hell.
Otherwise, even an Eighth-Rank Underworld Emissary would be reduced to ashes upon entering.
Upon returning home.
His mother and Song Ziwei had prepared a lavish lunch and were waiting for him to eat.
Four dishes and one soup.
All of which were the host's favorites.
After eating.
Chen Nan returned to his bedroom and took out the pill furnace given to him by Bi Cang.
He sat cross-legged, his expression solemn.
Then he began refining pills.
He was refining pills to enhance physical strength.
And pills to boost mental power.
However, he did not refine pills to increase cultivation realms.
Not that he didn't want to.
But he lacked the pill recipes.
After all, cultivators in the Netherworld absorbed Yin qi, and Earthly realm pill recipes were not suitable for the Netherworld's cultivation system.
On the other hand, physical strength and mental power were unaffected by the cultivation system.
He successfully refined a furnace of Body Tempering Pills.
Although it was called a furnace, there were only two pills in it.
After refining the two Body Tempering Pills, he felt a sense of dizziness.
His head throbbed intensely, and his reactions became sluggish.
It was as if he had stayed up for three consecutive days and nights.
There was no way, refining pills with spiritual power consumed too much mental energy.
It was simply beyond his capacity.
He endured his weakness and took out a piece of Profound Yin Stone from his storage ring.
After absorbing the Yin qi from it, the dizziness subsided.
"There's news on the token?"
Casually.
He saw the token made of agarwood, displaying a line of text: I knew you wouldn't die so easily. Be careful next time, don't expose yourself easily.
Where are you now?
Do you need my help?
Seeing this message.
Chen Nan conceived a bold idea.
The Anti-Heaven Sect rebelled ten thousand years ago, nearly overthrowing the rule of the Netherworld.
This point alone showed how terrifying their foundation was.
Could it be.
That they possessed pill recipes for increasing cultivation realms???
If so, why would he need to search for them himself?
With this thought.
He injected his soul power into the token: "I've possessed the body of a junior. This kid actually knows alchemy but doesn't have any true pill recipes."
After about five seconds.
A line of text appeared on the token, still from 'San': "Leave this to me. I'll help you find the pill recipes."
Chen Nan was overjoyed.
This works too???
Anti-Heaven Sect!
I love you guys to death!
Chen Nan was extremely excited, even more so than absorbing a Profound Yin Stone.
Immediately, he sat cross-legged and took a Body Tempering Pill.
The next moment.
He felt as if his flesh and blood were being torn apart.
The pain was tens of times stronger than soaking in a medicinal bath.
But soon the pain vanished without a trace.
Following that, he felt a significant increase in strength.
"Previously, I could exert a force of five hundred jin with one punch, but after taking the Body Tempering Pill, my strength has increased by at least one hundred jin."
Chen Nan was fully aware of the changes in his body.
An increase of one hundred jin might not seem like much.
But don't forget.
He had only taken one Body Tempering Pill so far.
And another point.
Don't underestimate this one hundred jin.
It was difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat when two cultivators of the same realm fought.
But if one person's strength surpassed their opponent's by one hundred jin.
They could completely defeat, or even kill, their opponent.
Not to mention the physical changes brought about by the pill itself.
It could enhance a person's strength, speed, reaction time, and agility.
He rested for a while, and after his mental energy was replenished, he continued refining pills.
By evening.
Chen Nan held ten Body Tempering Pills in his hand.
He placed the pills into a glazed bottle.
Just then.
He saw a line of small text appear on the round token.
It was the pill recipe and refining method for the Yin Gathering Pill.
"Is the Anti-Heaven Sect this efficient?" Chen Nan's eyes lit up. He never expected to obtain the pill recipe so easily.
It was clear.
The people from the Anti-Heaven Sect believed he was Yue Shan.
That's why they helped him obtain the pill recipe and refining method for the Yin Gathering Pill in such a short time.
At this moment.
The Anti-Heaven Sect became a plump lamb in Chen Nan's eyes.
He could shear it for all it was worth.
After the excitement, Chen Nan memorized the medicinal herbs and refining method for the Yin Gathering Pill.
"Refining the Yin Gathering Pill requires only seven types of medicinal herbs, but these seven types are not common."
"Especially the Other Shore Flower, which is a medicinal herb that grows near the Bridge of Forgetfulness!"
Seeing that the sky outside had already darkened.
Chen Nan decided to try his luck at that place.
It was a place that only cultivators could go to.