304: Chapter 243 304: Chapter 243 Jiang Tang used his alchemy technique, his hand movements extremely fast, causing the Earl to only see the afterimages of his hands.
In but a moment, the herbs he had just placed into the alchemy furnace turned into ten pills.
The Earl looked at these ten pills and recalled the pill patterns he had seen in ancient texts.
Weren’t these the very pills his Blood Clan needed?
His body trembling with excitement, his hands shook as he viewed the pills.
Jiang Tang saw that the ten pills he had refined were of a high grade, successful beyond his expectations.
Seeing the Earl’s excited expression, he could read the familiar look in his eyes—the wild look of a beggar who had just found gold.
Like a bachelor who had encountered a beautiful maiden—though the comparison seemed exaggerated, it aptly revealed the Earl’s longing and the joyous smile of excitement.
With a wave of his hand, Jiang Tang summoned a jade vial out of his Storage Bag to secure the ten pills.
Another wave, and the vial flew and hovered in front of the Earl, as if it had life, remaining still before him.
The Earl gazed steadily at the vial, his hands quivering with eagerness as he reached out to catch it.
“Thank you, I truly can’t thank you enough!”
Jiang Tang saw the Earl’s sincere apology and replied with a carefree smile,
“Unfortunately, only a few of these herbs are of use to you, otherwise I might have helped you refine more such pills.
However, to refine too many herbs, I simply do not have the time, and my fee is very high!”
Jiang Tang spoke as if he were proposing a deal, as if the Earl had specifically asked him to refine the pills.
Upon hearing Jiang Tang speak so casually, the Earl knew it was a jest.
A supreme alchemist lowering himself to refine high-grade pills for him, he realized the value of those Spirit Grasses could scarcely cover the cost of an alchemist’s labor.
Jiang Tang was known to him as someone who went from rags to riches overnight by auctioning supreme elixirs, and became one of the wealthiest men in the Cultivation World.
How could such a man care about his little Spirit Grasses?
The Earl felt genuine gratitude, believing Jiang Tang offered his help on purpose.
The Earl had no regrets about revealing the Spirit Grasses; just as Jiang Tang had said, such plants required seeds.
Now that he knew how to cultivate them, he understood how to harvest the Spirit Grasses in the future.
Even if he couldn’t find Jiang Tang to refine pills for him later on, his clan would spare no effort for the sake of elixirs, anything to strengthen the family.
With these ten pills, not every member of their stockade would have cultivation resources, but the senior ones would.
He believed that with time, their Stockade would become rich and strong; the future held much promise, a future in which not even a single fox could bully them.
“Thank you, I’m so grateful; I owe you, and am at your disposal from this day on.”
Jiang Tang shook his head with a laugh, “I consider you a friend, which is why I’m helping you like this.
No need for thanks.
I’ll take these Spirit Herb Medicines.
I know your stockade isn’t wealthy, and to me, money is just a number.
Keep these Storage Bags with you.”
While speaking, Jiang Tang placed the remaining herbs into one of the Storage Bags.
He then took out another Storage Bag, storing several empty ones inside along with some money.
The Earl took hold of this Storage Bag but didn’t immediately look at its contents, knowing that Jiang Tang offered it out of a desire to assist.
He accepted, perhaps because refusing might injure his pride, and as Jiang Tang had mentioned, his stockade was indeed in dire need of funds.
The Earl placed the vial of pills inside, bowed deeply to Jiang Tang—a gesture of respect from one friend to another.
“Earl, if you’re not in a hurry to leave, how about joining me for a cup of tea?” asked Jiang Tang.
“Yes, thank you for the tea, Jiang Tang.”
Earlier, the Earl had been too nervous; he’d traveled a long distance without rest, depleting the water reserves he’d brought from the stockade.
The tea Jiang Tang now brewed for the Earl was the same he used to entertain guests—a wild tea from the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space that resisted any attempt at cuttings or propagation.
It was a regret that he couldn’t cultivate this wild tea tree in his space, unsure if the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space would be his forever.
But he knew that one day, when he ascended, the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space might find another destined owner.
After all, his own space would always be the safest.
Still, one shouldn’t be too greedy.
With these two spaces in the Cultivation World and the vast resources of Spirit Grasses, he had already become an immortal.
Surely as an Immortal, there would be more resources and even more in the heavens!
Jiang Tang knew his Supreme Elixirs weren’t the strongest; in the heavens, Immortal Pills existed, and he still had a long way to go before he could refine such elixirs.
He couldn’t afford to be arrogant and stop progressing.
However, to refine Immortal Pills, he must become an Immortal first.
If he had a Secret Manual for such an endeavor, perhaps with a higher level of cultivation, he might manage to refine Immortal Pills.
Jiang Tang looked forward to that day, but by its arrival, his cultivation base would be even higher.
By then, surely his influence would have taken shape?
He had heard that in the Immortal Realm, one needed to wield substantial power to stand firm.
Immortals had their factions, and he couldn’t be alone.
He wanted more people to join him, believing that only with companionship could happiness truly be found in the Immortal Realm.