Chapter 505: Too Powerful to Have an Outrageous Pill Yield Rate!
An accident is an accident.
Two accidents can't be regarded as accidents anymore, is there any? !
Bai Jiarong's mood is very sour now.
It feels suddenly balanced.
turn out to be.
He wasn't the only one who was unlucky. Before him, there was an even more unlucky bald senior brother who made the bottom line, which was somewhat consoling.
not to mention.
The dead are already dead, and there is no use in entangled in whom to blame, can you make him come back to life again?
Now that the matter has developed, Bai Jiarong has seen it through, detached, and realized it. After all, no matter what, the ending is already doomed, and it will be futile to struggle any longer.
A piece of original soul, wanting to escape from the hands of a soul refiner, is undoubtedly a fool's dream.
Moreover, the young man in front of him is a ruthless character at first glance, and now he doesn't hide anything from himself, obviously he has no intention of giving him a way out.
He also asked the black dragon about the general distribution of the local beast community in the secret realm of martial arts. Yang Fan waved his hand, and in front of Bai Jiarong, the soul refining technique was launched again.
"You have used the soul refining technique on the soul source of the sixth-level (incomplete) black dragon orangutan of the spirit beast king, and the soul refining is successful. The soul source of the sixth-level (incomplete) black dragon orangutan of the spirit beast king has been intercepted and refined, and the seventh-grade soul refining golden pill +5 , mental power +30, skill proficiency +4."
"You used the soul refining technique on the soul source of the sixth-level (incomplete) black dragon orangutan of the spirit beast king, and the soul refining was successful. The soul source of the six-level (incomplete) black dragon orangutan of the spirit beast king was intercepted and refined, and the eighth-level soul refining pill +10, Mental power +30, skill proficiency +4."
"You used the soul refining technique on the soul source of the sixth-level (incomplete) black dragon orangutan of the spirit beast king, and the soul refining was successful. The soul source of the sixth-level (incomplete) black dragon orangutan of the spirit beast king was intercepted and refined, and the seventh-grade soul refining pill +10, Mental power +30, skill proficiency +4."
"..."
Ding ding ding!
The system’s prompts kept sounding. The black dragon is worthy of being the chimpanzee king. The power of the soul is extremely powerful. After some soul refining techniques, he actually contributed five seventh-rank soul refining pills and ten eight-rank soul refining pills to Yang Fan. , ten seventh-rank soul refining pills, twelve sixth-rank soul refining pills, and twenty fifth-rank soul refining pills!
A total of forty-seven soul refining pills!
Although the fifth-rank and sixth-rank pills accounted for the majority, which lowered the overall quality of the Soul Refining Pill, overall it was still a bumper harvest.
After all, the five seventh-grade soul-refining golden pills produced are at least several times stronger than the fifteen ordinary soul-refining pills obtained when Heimei was refining just now, both in terms of quantity and quality.
"It's much worse than Cui Zhou's soul source, but Lai Hao can be regarded as a bumper harvest!"
Yang Fan nodded in satisfaction.
The fierce beasts in the secret realm of martial arts are all fake kings after all, and the origin of the soul is naturally not as powerful as the real king, but it is not bad to be able to produce five seventh-rank soul-refining golden pills.
What's more, isn't there a genuine soul origin of the king-level peak of the human race next to him? Yang Fan glanced at Bai Jiarong, not in a hurry.
Bai Jiarong's mood had gradually returned to normal. After all, life and death had already been put aside, and it seemed that it was no big deal to be cheated by the master.
However, when he sensed Yang Fan's greedy eyes on him, he couldn't help but shiver.
and also.
Bai Jiarong opened his mouth even more surprised when he saw a dense pile of Soul Refining Pills and even a few Soul Refining Golden Pills floating in front of Yang Fan.
How could there be so many?
Isn't the alchemy rate of a soul refiner notoriously low to outrageously low? According to legend, even the top king-level soul refiner can only produce at best the soul source of a top beast king. The pills range from ten to twenty, and there is no guarantee that there will be a soul refining golden pill.
Ordinary master-level soul refiners often even have zero alchemy.
Therefore, the number of Soul Refining Pills will always be extremely rare, and the major chambers of commerce in major cities will always be priceless and in short supply.
But now,
right in front of his eyes.
Yang Fan just refined the soul essence of a fake king, not only refined five seventh-grade soul-refining golden pills, but also forty-two other high-grade soul-refining pills by the way.
Such a rate of alchemy is simply unheard of!
In fact, not only is the alchemy rate extremely high, but also his alchemy speed, when refining the female orangutan, and when refining the male orangutan, it seems that they were all refined in seconds, right?
Bai Jiarong felt that he was just distracted, not even three or two seconds before and after, the originally good source of spirit, directly turned into a round golden elixir.
Where is the reasoning for this?
Didn't it mean that the refining process of the soul refining pill is extremely cumbersome, and every soul refining master consumes a lot of refining materials for all levels of soul, and it often takes a day or even two days to make a pill?
The young man in front of Wei Mao had already completely refined the spirit of a false king in the blink of an eye, and there was no sign of exhaustion or mental exhaustion in the slightest.
It feels like people just raise their hands, as simple as drinking a glass of cold water!
"Could it be that the old man was fooled by someone, and all the soul refiners I met before were deliberately acting with the old man?"
Bai Jiarong began to doubt himself a little, feeling that all the soul refiners he met before were all liars?
"No, no, no, it can't be a liar!" Bai Jiarong quickly denied himself: "Even if their methods are extremely clever, and they can fool the old man, it is absolutely impossible to fool the master. Except for the three emperors, No one can play tricks under the nose of a peak emperor."
"Since those soul refiners are not liars, there can only be one most likely reason."
Bai Jiarong glanced at Yang Fan in disbelief: "That is, the talent and skill level of this young man in front of him in the profession of soul refiner has also reached the level of an inhuman monster."
It is simply impossible for normal people to refine so many soul refining pills in such a short period of time!
"Could it be another illusion?"
Bai Jiarong's gaze was fixed on the pile of pills that Yang Fan had collected in his hands, and he began to comfort himself in his heart, it seemed that only by thinking this way could he feel better.
Yang Fan glanced at Bai Jiarong, seeing that this girl seemed to be frightened, he couldn't help shaking his head slightly.
I thought he was really detached and enlightened at the moment of life and death, but I didn't expect that his psychological quality was still so unbearable.
With a flip of his hand, he put all the soul refining pills in front of him into the storage space.
Then, with a thought of Yang Fan, a gazebo, a set of tables and chairs, and a tea set suddenly appeared on the beach under his feet.
The teapot was persistently boiling, and the fragrance of tea was overflowing. Yang Fan stretched out his hand to ask Bai Jiarong to take a seat, then picked up the teapot and poured a cup of hot tea for himself and Bai Jiarong.
Bai Jiarong was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Yang Fan didn't directly attack him after refining the two chimpanzees, and even put on such a polite gesture of courtesy.
what the hell?
Without too much hesitation, Bai Jiarong directly bent over and sat down opposite Yang Fan.
The stone tables and benches are hard and cold to the touch, without feeling any illusory state.
There was also the teacup on the table and the tea in the cup. It was steaming hot and full of aroma. He picked up the teacup and put it to his nose. Not only was the aroma more intense, but even a trace of water vapor gathered in front of his eyes.
Bai Jiarong couldn't help sighing softly: "Little friend's fantasy formation realm has definitely reached the master realm, it's really admirable!"
"Just call me Yang Fan."
Yang Fan picked up the teacup and took a sip, with a smile on his face, he also felt that his illusion level was getting higher and higher.
"Yang Fan!"
Bai Jiarong repeated Yang Fan's name, nodded solemnly, as if he wanted to engrave this name in his heart.
"We are all humans. No matter what grievances or grievances there were before, I think we should give Mr. Bai the respect he deserves."
Yang Fan looked at Bai Jiarong with a smile, the grievances and grievances of death disappeared, and Yang Fan felt that he was still very gracious when treating a dead person.
"So, I hope that Senior White will stop deliberately hiding something. Let's all be honest with each other. What do you think?"
Bai Jiarong nodded silently.
The chicken was killed, and the monkey was also killed. Yang Fan had already shown him the means that should be shown. Now, besides obediently cooperating, does he have any other choice?
Now, Yang Fan is willing to have a good talk with him and give him the last courtesy and respect.
If he doesn't know good and bad again, and ignores Yang Fan's intentions, then he will inevitably repeat the old path of the previous two chimpanzees.
Tortured to death by a ruler.
Or die in peace and dignity.
Bai Jiarong is naturally willing to choose the latter.
"You ask, I'll tell." Bai Jiarong looked at Yang Fan indifferently: "I just hope that my little friend can give Bai a happy death later."
Yang Fan glanced at Bai Jiarong with dissatisfaction. This old man seemed to be open-minded, but in fact he was still a bit dishonest.
"It doesn't make sense for Senior Bai to say that." Yang Fan said bluntly: "What I want to know, Senior Bai should know it well."
Bai Jiarong nodded lightly: "Indeed, for my little friend, the old man's existence value seems to be only this one."
"However, you can rest assured, my master is not strong enough to penetrate into the secret realm of martial arts, not to mention the master, even the three emperors can't do it."
"So, in this secret realm, even if it is a king-level peak, death is death. As long as the end is clean, no one can trace the source and find the real murderer."
"Otherwise, the Martial Dao Secret Realm will be called an extrajudicial place and a king's cemetery. Once every ten years, there are not a few human kings and monster kings who die here."
People die for wealth, and birds are the king of food.
If it weren't for the coveting opportunities hidden in the secret realm of martial arts, there wouldn't be so many king-level powerhouses who would rush to enter it, knowing that they were in danger of perishing.
For Bai Jiarong to end up like this now, it is actually his own fault, and he has no one to blame.
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