168: Targeted refining

Seeing the price tag on the ground, the old man didn't hesitate at all and chose to buy it outright.

This Medicinal Pill itself could help others Cultivate, but the problem was that after consuming it, while the Spiritual Qi absorption speed did increase, other problems followed.

An extremely terrifying illusion would appear in the person's mind. This illusion would prevent the person who took the Medicinal Pill from moving, yet everything within the illusion felt incredibly real.

This illusion would deeply immerse people, revealing their deepest desires. If one liked beautiful women, then beautiful women would be everywhere they looked. In the illusion, he was his own king.

Little Fatty Bai scratched his head in confusion. It was the first time in two days that someone had bought a Medicinal Pill that could trap them in an illusion. Others mostly bought Medicinal Pills to help them improve themselves, such as for weight loss, slimming legs, or facial slimming.

This Illusionary Medicinal Pill was the first to be sold.

After selling the Medicinal Pills, Little Fatty Bai packed up his things, exchanged them for a large quantity of herbs, and informed everyone present that he might come back to sell again in a week, as he was going back to Alchemy now.

Soon, Little Fatty Bai's reputation spread at an incredible speed. Everyone was shocked upon hearing about the effects of his Medicinal Pills.

Many people wanted to buy his Medicinal Pills and guarded his stall day and night.

Even though he had said he would only continue selling after seven days, some people started queuing on the third day.

Soon, when seven days passed and Little Fatty Bai appeared in the market, a huge crowd of Cultivators swarmed him.

There were a great number of them, almost a thousand people, each waving their Storage Pouch, eager to buy his Medicinal Pills.

Little Fatty Bai placed the Medicinal Pills he brought this time on the ground, and as soon as a batch was taken out, it was snatched up. As soon as a batch was taken out, it was snatched up.

While researching and improving these Medicinal Pills, Little Fatty Bai still refined those slightly useful Medicinal Pills according to his previous formula.

One Disciple after another, upon receiving their Medicinal Pills, happily returned. They all strictly followed the medical advice and would absolutely not consume such Medicinal Pills before reaching their Immortal Cave.

The Weight-Loss Medicinal Pills had previously received widespread praise. Although they caused large-scale biochemical weapon damage, many female Cultivators still flocked to them.

As everyone was scrambling to buy, the old man from before reappeared near Little Fatty Bai's stall. At this moment, he looked much better.

Behind him, almost hundreds of people followed, all as frantic and ferocious as he had been before.

"Oh my goodness..."

Little Fatty Bai stared blankly at this group of people. Seeing their appearance, the others also made way.

From their armor, it was clear they wereSoldiers stationed, but at this moment, they seemed to be possessed.

"I recognize this group of soldiers. During a previous great battle, they encountered a special race that wove illusions for them, allowing them to live within them. Although only a moment passed outside, they spent hundreds of years in the illusion."

"Immediately after breaking free from the illusion, their appearance and external features began to age rapidly. Although they looked young, their inner selves had already experienced a great deal."

A Cultivator whispered to his companion, explaining that this was a sequela of that type of illusion. After enjoying hundreds or even thousands of years of decadent living without Cultivating, Cultivators would lose their drive.

Although they still possessed their former Cultivation, they still wished to continue immersing themselves in the illusion.

"Brothers, I bought my Medicinal Pills right here!"

As soon as the old man at the front of the line spoke, the others immediately swarmed forward excitedly. They quickly began to select the Medicinal Pills displayed on the stall.

A large number of hallucinogenic Medicinal Pills were snatched up. Soon, these old soldiers began to consume them, and from the intoxicated expressions on their faces, it was clear that they were once again immersed in those illusions.

Little Fatty Bai frowned slightly, as he had clearly realized that his Medicinal Pills seemed to have been used for something else.

Initially, he had labeled this Medicinal Pill as pain-relieving, but he never expected it to be used by this group of people as a panacea to escape the bitter sea of the real world.

Indeed, not long after these people left, and before nightfall, a squad of official soldiers arrived, tightly surrounded Little Fatty Bai, and then directly took him away.

"No! Hey! It wasn't me! I didn't do anything!"

Little Fatty Bai struggled to twist his body, but he was still tightly grabbed and taken to the high-level conference room.

Ten Powerhouses sat neatly in front of him, and Little Fatty Bai recognized Li Haotian at a glance. Although his hands and feet were bound, he still wriggled like a maggot, inch by inch, towards Li Haotian.

"Revered Master, save me!"

Li Haotian pressed his face, then slowly pushed him aside, causing him to roll off the table. Lin Tianxuan quickly untied him.

"We called you here for a reason. There's an alien race that can create illusions for Cultivators, allowing them to experience hundreds or even thousands of years of decadence in a short time. If their Dao Heart is firm, they won't be affected much, but if their Dao Heart isn't firm, they'll instantly immerse themselves in the illusions they weave."

"I've examined your Medicinal Pills, and they do contain hallucinogenic ingredients. If those disheartened Cultivators gradually enter the illusions we've woven for them through your Medicinal Pills, they will slowly regain their Dao Heart."

"So, these individuals intend to cooperate with you, providing you with resources for your research."

Li Haotian briefly explained the current situation, and Little Fatty Bai also got up from the ground. He finally understood why these people were looking for him.

"Since everyone has a need, I am certainly willing to help. After all, I am also a part of the Heaven Domain. The research fees don't need to be particularly..."

Little Fatty Bai was about to ask for fewer resources when he was stomped on the toe.

He looked down and saw Li Haotian winking at him.

Little Fatty Bai instantly understood and immediately put on a somewhat coy expression.

"The research fees don't need to be particularly small. After all, if we want to control this kind of Medicinal Pill, we must try it a lot, so I need a lot of funds for research."

Li Haotian's meaning couldn't be clearer: he wanted him to fleece these people. Why would he miss the opportunity to get free resources from this group?

Everyone present was basically a big spender, each richer than the last. Moreover, they were the ones who made this request. More or less, there were such people on every section of the city wall. It wasn't just one force that had a headache; other forces were in the same situation.

Everyone hoped for an improvement in this matter. They didn't want their subordinates to become increasingly dispirited.