Any immortal cultivator would actually dabble in alchemy, artifact forging, and array formations.
The Taixu Sect Chieftain was actually a pellet refinist himself, and was not a low-ranked one at that. Since he could refine rank-six soul pellets, he knew the recipe for the Soul Mold Pellet, and so promptly walked up and picked out the ingredients for the Soul Mold Pellet.
"This thing that looks like a foxtail is a soul herb too?"
"What?"
"This is the Scarlet Dragon Grass that grows in places with abundant Yang Qi?"
"What's this thing that looks like Sichuan peppercorns called?"
Jiang He asked if he did not understand, and finally learned the names of the eighteen soul herbs needed to refine the Soul Mold Pellet.
Of course.
Refining the Soul Mold Pellet was not simple. Aside from the eighteen soul herbs, it also needed an ingredient called the Ice Soul Grass, which was used to balance Yin and Yang and balance the medicinal effects of various herbs.
Moreover, the pellet recipe included the complete steps to refine the Soul Mold Pellet, detailing which herbs should be melted in the first step and at what temperature … of course, Jiang He did not understand the units of measurement since there was no such thing as Celsius in ancient times.
"Whatever, I won't read it since I can't understand it. Either way, the pellet refinement method I've developed is all about simplicity, and complicated stuff like this does not suit me."
Jiang He thought then and smiled. "Alright, I'm going to start refining the pellets."
The Taixu Sect Chieftain was beside himself in apprehension and quietly said, "Lord Jiang He, why don't we try refining a few low-grade pellets? Pellet refinement is profound and must not be sloppy. "
"What?"
Jiang He was displeased and shot the Taixu Sect Chieftain a look, flatly asking, "Are you teaching me pellet refinement?"
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare."
Sweat appeared on the Taixu Sect Chieftain's forehead, and he quickly changed the topic, saying, "By the way, Lord Jiang He, you have never refined pellets before, so you must not have a pellet furnace, right?"
With a turn of his hand, a small seven-inch pellet furnace appeared in his palm, saying, "To tell the truth, I have dabbled a little in pellet refinement, and this pellet furnace was given to me by my master when I first became a rank-four pellet refinist. It is a mediocre-grade sage item called the Violet Flame Blazing Sun Cauldron, which draws earthen fire when charged. If you don't have a pellet furnace, Lord Jiang He, you could borrow the Violet Flame Blazing Sun Cauldron for now."
Jiang He exclaimed in surprise, "Pellet furnaces are needed for pellet refinement?"
The Taixu Sect Chieftain was speechless.
In despair, he put away the Purple Flame Sun Cauldron and retreated twenty meters away without saying a word.
At the same time, Jiang He took out a steel pot and stabilized it in the air with his mystic energies. Then, with a turn of his hand, he took out the golden cleaver he planted and threw it into the air, throwing all eighteen medicinal ingredients into the air. Then, the golden cleaver turned into an afterimage and cut all the medicinal ingredients into powder with whooshing sounds.
The Taixu Sect Chieftain wanted to say something but hesitated, and eventually covered his eyes, unable to bear to watch.
This …
The value of these 18 medicinal herbs was comparable to 5 high-grade Dao artifacts!
On the other hand, Jiang He nodded in satisfaction and could not help praising, "Though I haven't cooked for a long time, my knife technique has improved as my cultivation improved."
The spiritual herbs were cut, and the next step was to melt them.
Stir-frying them in an iron wok wouldn't work because the temperature wouldn't reach a certain level in an instant. Instead, it would easily scorch the spirit herbs. Therefore, he could only use fire control techniques to melt the spirit herbs.
Crash.
A flame shot out of his palm, and the spirit herbs in the iron wok instantly ignited, and then …
They were reduced to ashes.
Jiang He did a double take …
Why was this so different from what he imagined?
Shouldn't the spirit herbs be instantly reduced to liquid?
He turned to find the Taixu Sect Chieftain staring at the ashes of the medicinal dregs with a pained look on his face, and promptly smiled to reassure him, "Don't panic, Brother. It's my first time refining pellets after all, and it makes sense for some accidents to happen."
Taking out two bottles of Origin Fluid from his System Backpack, he poured it into the iron wok with a clang.
After that, he directed his flames to slowly heat the iron wok, and when the Origin Fluid boiled, he took out a rod sage item and stirred it.
Even as he stirred the Origin Fluid and the ashes, Jiang He asked with a smile, "By the way, what flavor of Soul Mold Pellets do you like? Cream? Chocolate? Vanilla or matcha … hmmm! "
"I forgot to prepare those condiments. Whatever, I won't add those things. I'll make you an Original-flavored Soul Mold Pellet."
Those things were clearly beyond the Taixu Sect Chieftain's understanding …
Moreover, he had given up on Jiang He's methods.
It would be weird if he could refine pellets like that!
Soon, the ashes of the medicinal dregs in the iron wok were evenly stirred. They were pitch-black and very disgusting, and there was a pungent stench that overpowered the rich aroma of the Origin Fluid.
"It smells that bad?"
"How bad would it taste if I refined it into pellets?"
"Still, I forgot to prepare condiments of various flavors, so I'll have to make do. As the saying goes, good medicine tastes bitter, so be it if it tastes bad."
Jiang He muttered as he took out the molds he had made earlier.
There were three molds he had made.
One was round in the shape of a standard medicinal pellet.
The other was square in the shape of an ice cream, while the last was a popsicle that Jiang He had come up with based on the 'Beijing popsicle'.
Jiang He took a look …
Calculating silently.
"Ten Soul Mold Pellets for one portion of ingredients?"
"The ice cream and the round mold are a little small, and there's too much medicinal fluid in the pot. Ten portions is a little too much."
That was why he had to choose the popsicle shape.
He carefully poured the medicinal fluid in the pot into the mold, only realizing after he was done that he did not prepare any wooden sticks … Still, that was not a problem for Jiang He. He ran into the farm and plucked off ten spikes from the Cloudscraper Vine.
But when he pressed the spikes into the medicinal fluid, Jiang He noticed another problem …
He did not know any frost cultivation, and so had to ask for help from outside.
Wang Hou walked up then, saying, "I know a Frost Palm. Let me do it."
He walked up and glanced at the mold, and the corner of his mouth …
Twitched violently a few times.
Was this even pellet refinement?
Was this not making popsicles?
No wonder he had asked about the flavor — cream, vanilla, matcha …
He extended his palm, and Frost True Qi gushed out of it, instantly freezing the medicinal fluid into ice and turning it into ten popsicles.
"Impressive."
Jiang He praised, saying, "Minister Wang, give me the secret manual for that palm technique after you're done. I want to learn it too, or it's too troublesome to ask for help from outside."
"As long as you're happy."
Wang Hou said. "Jiang He, I still have something to do, so I'll be leaving first. Remember to keep your phone connected, and I'll contact you immediately if there's any movement from the Sky Demons."
He turned into an afterimage and dashed away.
Jiang He took out ten popsicles and handed them all to the Taixu Sect Chieftain … since the spirit medicine had been burnt to ash, the ten popsicles were pitch-black and very ugly.
The Taixu Sect Chieftain could not decide whether to laugh or cry. He was about to speak when his expression stiffened, and he stared at the popsicles in disbelief.
His divine mind extended and he felt it carefully …
The shock on his face deepened.
His hands were even shaking, and he stammered, "No way … that's impossible … this thing has the same attributes as the Spirit Mold Pellet?"
"Nonsense. I'm refining the Spirit Mold Pellet. How could it be different just from its appearance?"
Jiang He cursed.
The Taixu Sect Chieftain refused to believe it and took a bite, only to be left stunned and could not help exclaiming, "Lord Jiang He, did you really invent that pellet refinement technique just now? You … you could actually refine the Spirit Mold Pellet with such a technique?"
What do you mean?
Who are you belittling?
Jiang He was a little displeased and said unhappily, "I've already put the Spirit Mold Pellet in your hands. What else do you not believe? Alright, stop arguing. I'm going to refine the item. "
Ignoring the others, Jiang He took out a bucket with a flip of his hand. Using salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and other condiments, he brewed the quenching liquid before taking out a pile of item refinement materials and melted them, ready to make grenades.
Still, things did not turn out as he wished …
Perhaps because he was not too familiar with the process, Jiang He ended up making a whole bunch of grenades.
Snikt!
He sprinkled the quenching liquid on them.
After the quenching was done, it was time for the enchantment.
Hence, Jiang He picked up his pen and wrote 'enchantment' on each of the 'grenades', and after some thought, he added 'explode' … musing to himself, he picked up his pen again and wrote 'tall' before 'explode'.
"High explosive …"
Jiang He muttered quietly, "I hope these things don't disappoint me."
Then, he stuffed all the heavenly thunders he had captured into the grenades. In total, he made 108 grenades.
The Taixu Sect Chieftain, Elder Mo, and the Thunder Talisman Daoist were confused and traded glances, assuming that Jiang He was making some powerful hidden weapon.
Jiang He was not bothered to explain it to them. It had been almost three hours now, and the combat suit he had planted in his farm had 'ripened'. Jiang He entered his farm to find a cool-looking combat suit standing on the ground, and could not help exclaiming in surprise, "Tut, tut. It seems that I, Jiang He, am quite talented in item refinement — I've crafted such a flawless combat suit in my first attempt at item refinement."
He 'took off' the combat suit —
[Ding!]
[+ 500,000 Farm Points.]
A System Notification jingled in his head.
A premium-grade sage combat suit!
He stepped out of his farm and nonchalantly threw the combat suit to the Taixu Sect Chieftain, saying, "I've finished crafting the combat suit I promised you, so you can use a drop of your blood to refine it. By the way, the combat suit has no name. Remember to name one — I still have other matters to attend to, so I won't be chatting with you."
Jiang He returned to his farm and began to plant the grenades he made himself.
Inwardly, he was feeling a little expectant.
"I've spent a lot of precious materials on these grenades, and I've even stuffed heavenly retributions inside. I hope it would surprise me after I plant them."
He looked up at the skies.
He could not help breathing a long sigh …
The Sky Demons had almost a hundred Mastery, hundreds of Sufferance-tier, Convergence-tier, Yuan Spirit, and countless others …
Surely he could not kill them all, could he?
When the time comes, he just had to deal with immortals. Wouldn't it be better to just use the Violet Sky Thunder Talisman and the grenades to deal with these small fries?
To improve the power of the Heavenly Thunderbolt Hand Grenades, Jiang He steeled himself and redeemed 108 packs of Living Soil of the Nine Heavens, sprinkling one pack on each of the Heavenly Thunderbolt Hand Grenades.
"One pack of Living Soil of the Nine Heavens costs three million … 108 packs … 324 million!"
Feeling a little pained, Jiang He seethed through clenched teeth, "Damn it. I hope this thing is a little more powerful, or wouldn't it be a huge loss if it can't even blow up a Mahayana elite?"
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