Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit Chapter 161 – Heart Forging Pellets

Three days later, at the edge of a valley’s river, Liao Hu's weak state from the Energy Burst Pellet’s medicinal toxins had improved. Only his internal injuries needed some time to heal.

Liao Hu took out a peculiar jade bottle from his interspatial pouch, poured out a milky white medicinal pellet, swallowed the pellet and started to cultivate. After a few moments, his pale face finally seemed to improve.

Liao Hu opened his eyes and looked at Lu Ping, who was meditating and cultivating on the side, and he said, "Thanks, Brother Lu Qi. You knew that I needed three days to get rid of the medicinal toxins from the Energy Burst Pellet. It looks like you’re an alchemist yourself."

Lu Ping, who was still in disguise, smiled and said, "As expected of a Liao Clan disciple from Jin Ju Island. Your clan is famous for its alchemy in the North Ocean."

Liao Hu waved his hand and said, "Although the Liao Clan makes its living from alchemy, we have yet to reach such fame. Even my father is just a Master Alchemist, which can’t compare to the strength of the North Ocean sects’ Pavilion of Alchemy."

Lu Ping didn’t debate this point, and instead asked, "I have long heard that the Liao Clan has marvelous pellet called the Heart Condensation Pellet. It’s rumored to help those in the Blood Condensation Realm to break through a cultivation layer. Is that true?"

Liao Hu laughed. "Is Brother Lu Qi also interested in our Heart Condensation Pellet, just like the Shui Yan Pavilion?"

Lu Ping said, "I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t tempted. However, I know the rules of alchemists. The recipes for such medicinal pellets will only be passed down by word of mouth; they will never be written down. So, even if Shui Yan Pavilion kills you, they still wouldn’t get the pellet recipe."

"Brother Lu Qi truly is an alchemist. That’s right, the Heart Condensation Pellet indeed has no written recipe. It’s all in here," Liao Hu pointed to his own head, and continued, "And us alchemists have our own secret techniques to prevent people from searching and reading

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