Starting from the prison, an infinite simulation

"Sorry, I don't have such low-grade pills."

Fu Dongliu flatly refused Jiang Yueming. As the God of Medicine, he never refined pills below the ninth grade. If anyone was going to refine them, it would be the students in the God of Medicine Palace.

"Do you have any Spirit-Burning Pills?" Jiang Yueming asked after thinking for a moment.

Since you don't find the Paralysis Pill to your liking, how about this 12th-grade pill?

The Explosive Spirit Pill, ranking among the highest-grade pills, is an offensive pill, not an ingestible one.

Its existence is specifically designed to deal with Divine Realm Venerables; the power contained within its core can blast a God King into dust.

What's more, it's just a mere black-headed octopus from the Primordial Realm?

Although it was a bit of a waste of talent, Jiang Yueming was still quite looking forward to it, after all, it seemed like he had gained another cheat code.

This skill might be slightly inferior to Yao Lao's, but it's still passable.

"Exploding Spirit Pill? I'll explode your head!" Fu Dongliu smacked Jiang Yueming on the head and said irritably.

It's not that he doesn't have the Spirit Explosion Pill, but if he were to use it, could Jiang Yueming, with his current cultivation level, withstand its backlash?

Most importantly, the rules of the Medicine God Palace clearly state that this pill is too powerful to be used in the lower realms.

Even though these rules were set by myself, I still have to follow them.

Furthermore, if it were actually used, the God Emperor of the Upper Realm could immediately know Dan Qianqiu's location and directly capture him back to the Upper Realm with a single divine thought.

Therefore, Fu Dongliu would absolutely not give the Exploding Spirit Pill to Jiang Yueming.

Seeing Fu Dongliu refuse, Jiang Yueming scratched his head and muttered under his breath, "So this is the God of Medicine? He doesn't even have any high-quality pills, and he's so stingy."

"What did you say? Jiang Yueming?" Fu Dongliu said coldly.

It wasn't that he didn't want to tell Jiang Yueming what grade of pill he was, it's just that there really is no such thing as a grade of pill in this world!

The division of the twelve grades of pills in the lower realm was all stipulated by the Medicine God Palace in the upper realm, or more precisely, planned by Dan Qianqiu.

Therefore, it can only be said that the pinnacle of alchemy in this world is Dan Qianqiu, the master of the Medicine God Palace!

"I didn't say anything. You stay out of the way and don't disturb my alchemy," Jiang Yueming said with a smile to Dongliu.

Seeing Jiang Yueming busy with her work and ignoring him like an angry child, Fu Dongliu shook his head helplessly and chuckled.

"Fine, what can I do? He's your son."

As he finished speaking, a rare glimpse of sadness and happiness flickered in Fu Dongliu's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Jiang Yueming, stop refining paralysis pills. Today I'll teach you how to refine beast poison pills!"

Fu Dongliu walked behind Jiang Yueming, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled.

Beast Venom Pill?

A hint of doubt flashed in Jiang Yueming's eyes. She looked at the herbs in her hand and fell silent.

That Beast Poison Pill is a third-grade pill; any ferocious beast below the Taixu Realm that ingests it will die instantly.

But he's just a second-grade alchemist, how could he possibly refine it?

Moreover, he had only heard of this elixir; he knew nothing about what medicinal herbs were needed for the formula or how long it would take to refine.

"What are you worried about? With me, the Medicine God, here, do you need a prescription?" Fu Dongliu seemed to see through Jiang Yueming's worries and said.

Jiang Yueming's eyes darkened, then he nodded and said, "Then teach me how to refine it, but I'm just a second-grade alchemist."

Since there's a Medicine God like him, why not use him? Besides, it's not good to let Fu Dongliu just laze around in the Soul Sea all day.

"Come on, listen to me, put this first..."

Fu Dongliu reached out and began to instruct Jiang Yueming on how to prepare the herbs.

……

Black Thunder Cliff

In a room, Han Liqiu was carefully wiping a cold blade, but his eyes were flashing with a sinister light.

"Why hasn't Jiang Qian returned for so long? This Jiang Wushen is probably a fake."

"Otherwise, with Jiang Wushen's strength, defeating Jiang Qian would be a piece of cake."

"Looks like Chen Qingling will be living under my thumb, hahaha."

"Oh dear, this tea is terrible, terrible tea."

A voice that did not belong to Han Liqiu suddenly rang out in the room. He was wiping his knife when he immediately grabbed the Great Cold Blade and turned to face Song Jiu.

"Speak! Who are you talking about! What do you want!"

Han Liqiu's body trembled uncontrollably, and his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

The man in front of him had managed to enter his room silently and was calmly drinking the tea on the table.

This is something that no ordinary person could do, and what's even more deadly is that Song Jiu's voice always exudes an invisible killing intent.

It felt like a giant dominating ants.

Song Jiu put down his teacup and looked at Han Liqiu with interest, laughing, "If Jiang Yueming knew that her Chunniang was going to be ravaged by a bald man again..."

"How do you think he must feel?"

Upon hearing this, Han Li's pupils constricted, and the large, cold blade in his hand began to tremble. He roared, "You...who exactly are you! And who is Jiang Yueming?!"

"Hehe, why are you so nervous? I'm just here to tell you some great news, some really great news."

……

"Are you sure you can really refine beast venom pills this way?"

Jiang Yueming stared at a ball of red fire floating in the void, within which various herbs transformed into pale green light that continuously merged.

He refined the pills step by step according to Fu Dongliu's instructions. If he hadn't succeeded on the first try, he wouldn't have had the chance to refine the paralysis pills at all.

Compared to refining beast poison pills, he is more skilled at refining paralysis pills; after all, he has successfully refined one once in two years.

This beast venom pill was the first one he had ever made.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm here, nothing will happen," Fu Dongliu said with a smile, encouraging Jiang Yueming.

"This…"

boom!

Before Jiang Yueming could finish speaking, the ball of fire in front of him suddenly exploded, scattering bits of herbal ash on the ground, but there was no trace of the pill.

It's clear that this alchemy attempt failed before even reaching the pill-forming stage.

"Fu! Dong! Liu!"

Jiang Yueming's forehead veins bulged, and he grabbed Fu Dongliu's collar with an expression that looked like he wanted to devour him.

Now, things are really messed up. The Beast Poison Pill wasn't refined, and even the only hope, the Paralysis Pill, is gone.

"Well... maybe a miracle will happen later?" Fu Dongliu said with an awkward smile.

He hadn't anticipated this situation either. Logically, under the guidance of the Medicine God, the protagonist should have successfully refined the pill, defeated the Black-headed Octopus, and finally won Jiang Qianfang's heart by showing off and rescuing her!

What? Someone's not playing by the rules?

"God of Medicine! I bet you're wanted by the temple for selling fake medicine!" Jiang Yueming shoved Fu Dongliu away angrily and cursed.

Fu Dongliu stumbled and almost fell to the ground, his brows furrowed as he stared at the ashes of the herbs in deep thought.

Swish!

Jiang Qian, who had been fighting the black-headed octopus for a long time, finally couldn't hold on any longer. She spat out a lot of red blood, and her delicate body drew a beautiful arc in the air.

She collapsed in front of Jiang Yueming, her body covered in bloody welts from the tentacles' lashes, her clothes almost completely soaked and tattered, and a streak of blood on her lips.

"How are you?" Jiang Yueming quickly took off his coat and draped it over Jiang Qian to cover up some of her exposed skin, asking with concern.

"Huh? You haven't run away yet? Then let's die together."

As she spoke, Jiang Qian lay down on the grass and completely collapsed, but the sight of her ample bosom was perfectly displayed.

After several encounters, Jiang Qian knew how powerful the black-headed octopus was, especially its strange black beads, which could actually hide this enormous creature!

The enemy was in the shadows while she was in the open; the outcome was predictable.

Seeing something she shouldn't have, Jiang Yueming's cheeks flushed, she swallowed hard, and pushed Jiang Qian, saying, "Get up! Your clothes are soaked."

"Go ahead and watch if you want. We're all going to die anyway, what does it matter if our clothes get wet!"

These words exploded in Jiang Yueming's mind, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Good heavens! This old lady is even more Ye Mo than Ye Mo herself!

"You're the one who wants to die, not me," Jiang Yueming sighed softly, then walked lightly toward the roaring black-headed octopus, her lips moving slightly.