A Useless Person's Rise to Power: The Demon King's Addiction to Pampering

What kind of cauldron is it if it can't withstand flames? Feng Jiutian glanced at it twice and then looked away. But he couldn't just start refining pills with fire in his palm. He knew that the Demon-Dispelling Pill was not a pill that could be refined casually; it could only be made with a cauldron.

After thinking for a while, Feng Jiutian slightly repackaged the Void Spirit Cauldron and summoned it with an extremely simple appearance. The cauldron was covered with rust, which satisfied Feng Jiutian.

This way, not only did no one spy on us, but we also successfully kept a low profile.

Feng Jiutian cannot constantly release the divine pressure of her divine power to isolate those who come to investigate. In this way, she will neither be exposed nor cause any trouble.

However, the Star-Picking Tower is very well-secret. Apart from a few powerful individuals who can use their divine sense to penetrate the walls and investigate, no one else has this ability.

So Feng Jiutian breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't like the feeling of being spied on all the time; it wasn't very pleasant.

"Use the ingredients with the strongest cold properties as the main ingredients..."

Feng Jiutian spoke softly, arranging the medicinal herbs in an order. Then, with a wave of his hand, a burst of Crimson Lotus Night Flame erupted from his palm.

At the same moment, the flames of those who were refining pills in the other rooms began to diminish, and some even started to shift to one side...

"How is this going!"

Someone shouted in shock, followed by a series of explosions and cries of agony. The flames directly affected the heat of the pills, causing the medicinal liquid to not blend properly.

After hearing the commotion outside, Feng Jiutian glanced at Honglian Yehuo a few more times, then exclaimed with sudden realization, "So you're not so useless after all!"

The Crimson Lotus Night Flame flickered twice, seemingly dissatisfied with what Feng Jiutian had said, and showing a hint of temper.

Feng Jiutian chuckled and adjusted the flames, extending them to the bottom of the furnace. Once the cauldron was hot, he began to dissolve several portions of medicinal herbs one by one...

……

Half an hour passed, and fine beads of sweat appeared on Feng Jiutian's forehead. He stared intently at the pills inside the cauldron, which were almost completely fused together. He turned up the fire and softly shouted, "Condense!"

The brown medicinal liquid inside the cauldron flowed slowly and converged towards the center, rapidly compressing and condensing under the increased Crimson Lotus Night Flame. Then, in the final step of the pill's formation, a small wisp of smoke rose from the top of the pill...

"puff."

With a soft, slight sound, the pill successfully condensed, but it did not emit the expected fragrance, which made Feng Jiutian's expression darken.

Failed.

Feng Jiutian knew the complexity of this pill formula, so she didn't expect to succeed on the first try. She reached out and picked up the failed pill, squinted and examined it, and finally found the crux of the problem!

"It's because the wood element wasn't transferred enough... It lacks the necessary spiritual energy, no wonder it can't form a pill."

It must be said that Feng Jiutian has an exceptionally sharp eye, able to see through my mistakes and point them out immediately, so that the next step is to correct them.

She followed the same order as before, fusing the medicinal herbs step by step. This time, however, she infused a large amount of wood element into each step, giving the herbs not only their original spirituality but also a more vibrant aura.

Finally, we've reached the last step—

Ning Dan!

The medicinal broth inside the cauldron was bubbling. Feng Jiutian calmed himself down this time, increased the heat, and softly exclaimed, "Condense the pill!"

Unlike the rapid compression and condensation last time, this time it seemed to flow slowly and gently, the medicinal juice flowing and gathering into a vortex, as if something was manipulating it, slowly forming the shape of a pill. Under the pressure of Feng Jiutian's spiritual power, all the medicinal properties gathered into one ball.

"call--"

Inside, Feng Jiutian's sleeves fluttered without wind, and a strong medicinal fragrance wafted out. Feng Jiutian's eyes lit up... Top-grade pills!

Moreover, this time the gathered pills are not just one, but three!

One of them is of medium grade, one is of high grade, and the last one is of the highest grade. The highest grade Demon-Dispelling Pill has the most concentrated medicinal properties, and the fragrance that is now emanating can probably be smelled throughout the entire building!

Feng Jiutian composed himself and quickly sealed the fragrance of the pills, stuffing them into porcelain bottles. The high-grade and top-grade demon-repelling pills were stored in the Void Spirit Cauldron, while the mid-grade ones were thrown into a drawer.

Anyway, she only needs third place; she doesn't want that much attention. Getting the Moon-Closing Grass is all she needs to make things easier.

……

Just as Feng Jiutian finished refining the Demon-Dispelling Pill and it released its fragrance, in a secret chamber of the Star-Picking Tower, an old man's eyes lit up, and he excitedly muttered, "Finally, someone has been able to refine it... finally..."

……

After finishing refining the pills, Feng Jiutian had nothing to do, so he sat down and began to study the pill formula.

As we all know, every pill formula can be improved and transformed into a better refining method. For example, Xuanjizi's method of refining medicine was created by him.

What Feng Jiutian needs most is to comprehend the pill formula, preferably one that can bring her a breakthrough...

Looking at the demon-repelling pill, Feng Jiutian unknowingly entered a state of clarity, unaware of the outside world. When he opened his eyes, he found himself in that familiar starry sea.

With a stern expression, Feng Jiutian stood coldly in the sea of ​​stars, ignoring the voice.

But Feng Jiutian knew that the voice was within this sea of ​​stars, but because of what happened last time, she dared not speak now.

"Why aren't you talking? Are you mute?"

Finally, Feng Jiutian spoke first, his voice like a frozen stone, hard and painful.

"cough……"

The voice coughed awkwardly and said carefully, "I gave you my most treasured spiritual fruit. I only meant to give you one, but I took the wrong one and gave you two. For the sake of the two fruits, let's pretend that what happened last time... never happened, okay?"

Feng Jiutian crossed her arms and remained silent.

"Well, it's my fault."

After a long pause, the voice readily admitted its mistake, then said with a hint of helplessness, "What do you want to know this time?"

"The origin of this starry sea," Feng Jiutian said succinctly, his eyes indifferent.

She was very interested in this sea of ​​stars and this law. Feng Jiutian did not believe that this was a product of its own making; there must be someone pulling the strings behind the scenes.

For example, that voice must be coming from a burly man pretending to be profound!

"I'm not a burly man who picks his toes!"

The voice seemed to understand Feng Jiutian's thoughts and was somewhat annoyed by his evaluation of Feng Jiutian. After Feng Jiutian gave a cold laugh, the voice shut its mouth.

unspeakable trouble.

Who can blame them when their status is extraordinary?

The burly man, who was picking his toes, was eagerly hoping that this extraordinary person, the Great Buddha Feng, would quickly leave his sea of ​​stars. Who knew how the other party could always manage to touch him!

"Alright, just tell me if you're going to tell me or not."