Zhong Qing's Little White Mouse

When Shi Xiaotian woke up, he only felt a splitting headache!

His head felt as if it had been struck by a meteorite.

After a long while, he asked a rather philosophical question.

"Who am I?"

"Where am I?"

"What am I supposed to do?"

...

Another half an hour passed.

He finally cleared his thoughts.

"I am the Holy Land's Eighth Elder!"

"I came here this time to find heavenly spirit grass at Immortal River Sect."

"It's just that this old man seems to have been ambushed by villains!"

Clearly, Zhong Qing acted too quickly, so fast that Shi Xiaotian was knocked out before he could even see what happened.

He looked up, surveying his surroundings!

This was a small courtyard.

The courtyard was quite exquisite!

In the very center, a Pill Furnace stood.

In front of the Pill Furnace, there was a well, and to the front right of the well were two trees.

One was a jujube tree, and the other was also a jujube tree.

Next to the small courtyard, there was also a fence.

Inside the fence, a pig was kept.

It looked extremely down-to-earth, like a farmer's small courtyard.

"Oh, you're awake!"

At this moment, Zhong Qing walked out from the inner courtyard, carrying a pile of Spiritual Plants.

Seeing Shi Xiaotian tied to a tree with ropes, he smiled.

Even as a prisoner, Shi Xiaotian's bones still exuded boundless arrogance.

"If you know what's good for you, release me quickly!"

"This old man is an Elder of the Holy Land."

"The wrath of Limitless Sect is not something a small Immortal River Sect like yours can bear."

"Don't bring great disaster upon your Sect!"

He glared with furrowed brows, his tone arrogant, acting as if he was incredibly important.

Zhong Qing's smile remained unchanged.

"Come, eat this Medicinal Pill!"

He took out the lumpy pill he had refined.

Without another word, he shoved it into Shi Xiaotian's mouth.

The latter's pupils constricted.

Looking at the object in Zhong Qing's hand, he felt a churning in his stomach.

He gnashed his teeth and said, "You call this a Medicinal Pill?"

As a powerful Alchemist, he had seen too many Pill Formulas and too many Medicinal Pills.

Their quality ranged from pure and flawless to crude and shoddy.

But he had never seen an irregularly shaped, lumpy Medicinal Pill.

The key was that its shape being lumpy was one thing.

Its unique appearance, speckled with impurities, and overall yellow color made it look like excrement.

People say that Alchemy that looks like excrement is a figure of speech.

But this Zhong Qing directly refined excrement.

"A scholar can be killed, but not disgraced!"

"Boy, how dare you insult me like this!"

Shi Xiaotian struggled desperately, vowing not to yield.

However, when Zhong Qing punched him in the stomach, his mouth gaped open, and he immediately became a soft-legged shrimp.

"Why are you making this difficult? Wouldn't it be easier if you just cooperated with me!"

Zhong Qing, with lightning speed, shoved the Medicinal Pill into Shi Xiaotian's mouth.

The Medicinal Pill's effect was quite explosive.

Immediately after swallowing it, there was an instant reaction.

Shi Xiaotian began to convulse.

He foamed at the mouth, his eyes rolling back.

His stomach churned, and his entire face broke out in layers of red rashes.

It was both numb and itchy!

"This, shouldn't be!"

Zhong Qing frowned.

Logically, all the medicinal materials were Spirit Medicine beneficial to the human body.

When all added together, it shouldn't just be one plus one equals two, so why did it produce negative effects?

"Honestly tell me, are you allergic to Medicinal Pills!"

In Zhong Qing's understanding.

It seemed that only an allergy to Medicinal Pills could explain the appearance of these symptoms.

"I'll curse you..."

At this moment, Shi Xiaotian was so angry he almost swore.

He was a seasoned Alchemist.

His Alchemy skills, if not unparalleled under heaven, at least had a place in the entire Eastern Domain.

Now, someone was asking him if he was allergic to Medicinal Pills?

This question was as ridiculous as asking a fish if it could swim.

Seeing that he wasn't very cooperative!

Zhong Qing couldn't help but say, "You'd best describe your reactions one by one so I can improve the Pill Formula."

"Otherwise, I'll just have to test the pills step by step."

His response was Shi Xiaotian's hoarse roar.

"You'd best not let this old man escape.

"Otherwise, this old man will surely wipe out your entire family and bring unrest to every living thing."

His eyes were bloodshot, and he was filled with malice.

His killing intent erupted like a small volcano, rising higher and higher, wave after wave.

To Shi Xiaotian, he was an Elder of the Holy Land.

He possessed extraordinary means, immense strength, a profound background, and his Alchemy skills were truly exceptional.

A person like him, no matter where he went, was always a revered and lofty existence.

When had he ever suffered such a great humiliation, when had he ever taken such a huge loss?

It could be said that for every bit of discomfort he felt, his hatred for Zhong Qing increased by a bit.

Zhong Qing didn't take Shi Xiaotian's threats to heart at all.

The Holy Land wasn't such an extraordinary Sect; in his eyes, it was just so-so.

The other party's performance was merely impotent rage.

He continued with his Alchemy.

He continued with his experiments.

At the same time, he recorded the data!

The amount of Spirit Medicine added during each Alchemy session, and the differences that different proportions would make.

What effects did temperature have on the Medicinal Pill?

What were the differences between the same Medicinal Pill refined using different Alchemy techniques?

The clinical manifestations after taking the finished pill.

What areas needed improvement, and what areas needed attention.

His small notebook was filled with dense data, even Zhong Qing's Alchemy insights.

It must be said that with this Violet-Green Spirit Treasure.

Zhong Qing's Alchemy success rate greatly improved.

If his previous Alchemy had a success rate of 20%, now it was almost 30%.

Of course, a large portion of them were refined into lumpy shapes.

The shapes were quite unconventional.

The colors were extremely unsatisfactory.

They were either black sesame-like or dark yellow.

They either had a burnt smell or a pungent, irritating odor.

All these Medicinal Pills eventually ended up in Shi Xiaotian's stomach.

The clinical reactions were as intense as ever!

They either made his stomach churn and caused continuous flatulence!

Or they made his whole body numb, causing partial paralysis in half of his body.

Eventually, his entire body festered, forming one pus-filled blister after another.

Making him look like a toad.

At this moment, Shi Xiaotian had long lost his previous arrogance.

He lay slumped on the ground like a dead dog.

He could no longer utter harsh words!

His essence, Qi, and spirit were incredibly weak.

He looked as if he had just returned from purgatory.

Zhong Qing stroked his chin.

He pondered with a solemn expression.

Where exactly did things go wrong?

Logically speaking, he was refining a Myriad Spirit Treasure Pill that could improve the human Physique, repair injuries, calm the mind, and integrate multiple functions.

But the effect was miles away from what he had anticipated.

He looked at the data he had recorded.

He analyzed it carefully, meticulously checking for omissions and making corrections.

Finally, he slapped his head.

He understood!

What goes up must come down, and extremes lead to opposites.

Blindly pursuing absolute perfection often resulted in unsatisfactory contrasts.

"So, I need to find a poisonous herb to neutralize the medicinal properties of the Spirit Medicine!"

Zhong Qing, believing he had found the key to the problem, immediately threw himself into the great undertaking of Alchemy with enthusiasm.

"I... I beg you, stop refining!"

Beside him, Shi Xiaotian's face instantly turned green when he heard Zhong Qing was going to add poison.

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