Three Sins Against Heaven

Ghost Guest and Douglas Situ locked eyes, both appearing calm.

"Why wouldn't I dare?"

"Good, you have guts!" Douglas Situ laughed heartily. "I'll buy the ingredients. You refine the pills here, and all the pills you make will be yours. You just need to pay me back for the ingredients and ten Spirit Stones. How about it?"

Without a word, Ghost Guest sat down in front of the pill furnace and began adjusting his breath.

The crowd started buzzing again.

"Is this for real? Can he really refine pills here?"

"I don't believe it. He was just a Spirit Slave before. How could he possibly know how to refine pills?"

"Exactly. Alchemy isn't something you can learn overnight. He just became a personal disciple. Even with someone teaching him, how could he learn so quickly?"

"The only newcomer who dared to refine pills was Junior Brother Ye. Does he think that just because he was once Junior Brother Ye's Spirit Slave, he can refine pills too?"

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"Fellow disciples, please quiet down." Douglas Situ cupped his fists and scanned the surroundings, his aura slightly spreading as he spoke loudly, "Please give me some face and don't disturb his pill refining. Whether he succeeds or not, we'll find out soon enough."

Sensing Douglas Situ's Qi Refinement level five cultivation, the crowd immediately quieted down out of respect, as his cultivation was higher than most present.

Once Ghost Guest had adjusted his breath to the optimal state, he suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed the ingredients, and threw them into the pill furnace. Intense flames immediately ignited.

Moments later, Ghost Guest lifted the lid of the furnace, grabbed the Spirit Gathering Pill with a slight motion of his hand, and turned to look at the cultivator behind the wooden counter.

"Borrow a few porcelain bottles."

The cultivator was stunned for a moment but quickly took out several porcelain bottles, which floated lightly in front of Ghost Guest, wrapped in spiritual energy. "Of course, these are for you, Junior Brother."

Just one pill, and the cultivator's attitude changed dramatically.

Ordinary porcelain bottles were cheap, costing just one Spirit Stone for a large batch.

As a cultivator stationed in the alchemy area for years, he couldn't refine pills, but he had developed a keen eye for judging them from daily inspections.

Based on Ghost Guest's pill refining technique and the quality of the Spirit Gathering Pill, he could tell that Ghost Guest was no novice.

Having witnessed Ghost Guest's alchemy skills firsthand, he naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity to show goodwill, especially since his previous attitude wasn't so friendly.

Ghost Guest sealed the pill in the porcelain bottle with spiritual energy to prevent the loss of its efficacy, then threw in more ingredients. Although the second batch of Spirit Gathering Pills wasn't successful, it was already taking shape.

The crowd held their breath and watched intently. More cultivators, seeing the gathering crowd, squeezed in to join the excitement.

Every cultivator needed pills, and good pill refiners were rare. They wouldn't miss the chance to observe the pill refining process up close.@@novelbin@@

As more and more ingredients were added, the crowd grew increasingly astonished.

Although Ghost Guest didn't succeed every time, he was always very close.

From his skilled pill refining technique, it was clear that he was already a qualified pill refiner.

When the ten sets of ingredients were used up, the crowd looked at the three porcelain bottles filled with pills in front of Ghost Guest, their mouths agape, unable to say a word.

Three Spirit Gathering Pills from ten sets of ingredients—a success rate so high that even some veteran pill refiners couldn't achieve it. For a newcomer like Ghost Guest, it was simply astounding.

Douglas Situ nodded appreciatively and smiled. "Three Spirit Gathering Pills for nine Spirit Stones. That's not even enough to cover the cost of using the pill furnace. I imagine Junior Brother's appetite isn't that small. Feel free to continue refining."

Ghost Guest asked, "No matter how many I refine, will Senior Brother cover the cost of the ingredients?"

"Of course, I keep my word." Douglas Situ nodded with a smile.

"Senior Brother, give me ingredients for a hundred Rejuvenation Pills." Ghost Guest looked at the cultivator behind the wooden counter.

"Are you serious?" The cultivator was stunned, his eyes full of disbelief. "Junior Brother Ghost Guest, Rejuvenation Pills are much more difficult than Spirit Gathering Pills. Plus, pill refining is very taxing on the mind. Are you sure you can handle so many ingredients?"

Before Ghost Guest could respond, Douglas Situ took out fifty Spirit Stones from his storage bag and placed them on the counter.

"Give him the ingredients."

The crowd fell silent, staring at the two in disbelief, not knowing what to say.

One dared to ask, and the other dared to believe!

The cultivator dumbfoundedly collected the Spirit Stones and brought out the ingredients, placing them on the counter.

Ghost Guest neatly arranged all the ingredients on the ground, gave Douglas Situ a grateful look, and sat down in front of the pill furnace to rest his eyes for a moment before grabbing a herb and throwing it into the furnace.

A young man in purple watched Ghost Guest with great interest, the doubt in his eyes completely gone.

As the saying goes, amateurs watch the fun, while professionals watch the technique. He was also a pill refiner, and from Ghost Guest's order of ingredient placement and refining technique, he could tell that Junior Brother Ghost Guest's alchemy skills were not low.

The Spirit Treasure Platform was usually noisy, but today it was very quiet. More and more people gathered around, holding their breath and watching Ghost Guest at the pill furnace.

This refining session lasted three days and three nights.

When the furnace fire finally went out, the crowd couldn't help but exclaim in astonishment.

"One hundred sets of ingredients, and he refined twenty-five Rejuvenation Pills. Amazing. Getting one pill from ten sets is a small profit, but getting two is a big deal. Junior Brother Ghost Guest has made a fortune this time."

"They say pill refiners never lack Spirit Stones. I've seen it for myself today. These Rejuvenation Pills, converted to Spirit Stones, will last him a long time."

"No wonder he was accepted as a personal disciple by the Master. He truly has extraordinary talent. Remarkable, truly remarkable!"

"Hey, do you think it's possible that the pills Junior Brother Ye used to refine were actually made by him?"

"Isn't it obvious? It must be. Haven't you noticed that Junior Brother Ye hasn't been to the alchemy area recently?"

"I thought so. How could one person have all the luck? Perfect Gold and Fire Spirit Root and such high alchemy talent? It's not possible. Turns out it wasn't him. What a faker."

Outside the crowd, Mark Ye had just entered the alchemy area to buy some pills. Hearing these words, he quickly left, his face red with embarrassment.

Being belittled was secondary; the most important thing was that Ghost Guest's alchemy skills were all thanks to the Spirit Stones Mark Ye had spent on ingredients for him. Yet, in the end, he had nurtured a pill refiner who didn't belong to him!

Meanwhile, a young man who had a grudge against Ghost Guest, Jordan Shen, was also glaring at the scene.

Jordan Shen looked at Ghost Guest in the crowd, his gaze finally landing on Douglas Situ, and then he sneered.

"Dusk Mountain, what a coincidence."

Ghost Guest was oblivious to all this. He only knew that after this pill refining session, he was no longer as impoverished as before.

After deducting the cost of ingredients and the use of the pill furnace, he had netted one hundred and twenty-two Spirit Stones, enough to last him a long time.

Douglas Situ clapped his hands and laughed, praising, "Remarkable. I didn't expect Junior Brother Ghost Guest's alchemy skills to be so impressive. After today, there will surely be fewer people gossiping. Congratulations."

"Without Senior Brother's help, no matter how good my alchemy skills are, I would be powerless. This small gift is a token of my gratitude. Please accept it." Ghost Guest pushed twenty Spirit Stones towards Douglas Situ and cupped his fists in salute.

Douglas Situ pushed the Spirit Stones back and laughed heartily. "No need to be so polite, Junior Brother. You're just starting your cultivation journey and will need Spirit Stones for many things. Keep them for yourself. Being too polite will make us seem distant."

"In that case, thank you, Senior Brother." Ghost Guest cupped his fists again and pushed all the Spirit Stones on the counter forward. "One first-grade pill furnace, and the rest all in ingredients for Rejuvenation Pills."

"Alright, Junior Brother, please wait a moment." The cultivator behind the counter smiled broadly, seemingly having forgotten his earlier scolding of Ghost Guest.

Ghost Guest collected the pill furnace and ingredients, turned slowly, and the crowd immediately made way, their gazes completely different from before.

Every cultivator needed pills. No one would want to offend such an excellent pill refiner.

After leaving the Spirit Treasure Platform, Douglas Situ smiled and extended his hand to the young man in purple beside him.

"I won, hand it over."