Chapter 883: The Great Fortune Pill is Complete

He Pingsheng gave the woman a jade slip.

The woman began to contemplate within He Pingsheng's shop.

Actually, writing it down was simple—about half an incense stick's time sufficed—but true comprehension was not something one could master in a moment.

"My technique is fine, right?" He Pingsheng asked the woman.

The woman nodded. "It's flawless—the cultivation method is Heaven-grade, and it's complete!"

"Hmm!" He Pingsheng waved his hand. "Go. Don't forget your promise. And remember, retrieving souls from the Six Realms depends on the cultivator's cultivation base and ability—I hope you succeed, and I wish you success!"

The woman bowed, then left.

He Pingsheng placed the newly acquired 【Ten-Thousand-Year Red Spirit Tangerine】 into the Treasure Basin for enhancement.

At the same time, he tossed the talisman into the Treasure Basin as well.

Several days later, he opened the Treasure Basin.

Inside were numerous supreme-grade spirit stones, two supreme-grade Ten-Thousand-Year Red Spirit Tangerines, and two golden talismans.

He Pingsheng immediately pulled out the talismans and examined them.

Name: Great Voidless Talisman

Rank: Eighth-Premium

Effect: Upon activation, the user enters a 【Void State】, filtering out attacks from Mahayana Emperor cultivators, lasting two hours.

How does it filter?

Very simple!

When someone swings a palm at you, the blow passes through your body without striking you, instead crashing into what lies behind.

It directly filters out the opponent's attack.

He Pingsheng's heart surged with excitement—this talisman was incredibly useful.

He was only at Body Integration Level One, barely matching a Mahayana Emperor cultivator of early stage; last time he killed the 【Heavenly Yuan Thunder Emperor】, it was purely due to surprise and opportunism.

If the Heavenly Yuan Thunder Emperor got another chance, He Pingsheng could never kill him again.

Killing a Mahayana cultivator relies on fortune.

Facing a Mahayana Emperor cultivator of late or peak stage, He Pingsheng might only be able to endure blows.

Then…

With this 【Great Voidless Talisman】, he could stand invincible.

This item was similar to the 【Void Swift Movement】 technique.

But 【Void Swift Movement】 wasn't always effective—for instance, if the opponent wielded a divine weapon similar to the 【Space-Time Golden Banner】, He Pingsheng's technique would fail.

At such moments, the Great Voidless Talisman became vital.

He put both away.

As for the Ten-Thousand-Year Red Spirit Tangerine, it had no special properties—merely upgraded into two supreme-grade materials.

Now that he had the materials and the pill formula,

the next step was preparing to refine the 【Great Fortune Pill】.

He had not yet fully mastered the 【Great Fortune Pill】 formula—he needed to study it further.

Thus, in the following days, He Pingsheng slowly enhanced all of Hu Chen's materials while studying the 【Great Fortune Pill】 formula.

Several days later, He Pingsheng began refining the pill.

The 【Great Fortune Pill】 was no ordinary pill.

He Pingsheng dared not attempt two furnaces at once.

Come on!

One furnace at a time!

Boom…

He activated the 【Void Heaven Furnace】, a spiritual treasure with twenty-four seals.

Nine Heaven Mystic Fire erupted, scorching the furnace.

First step: heat the furnace.

Then, pour in the spirit liquid.

For this pill refinement, He Pingsheng used diluted Seventh-Premium 【Seven-Colored Holy Lotus Tea】 as the spirit liquid.

The spirit liquid's role was to harmonize the differing properties of the ingredients.

After pouring in the spirit liquid, he began simmering the main and auxiliary materials.

This process was extremely slow.

After about two hours, a medicinal fragrance emerged.

Yet, at the final stage of pill formation, the pills collapsed inward, solidifying into twelve pitch-black duds.

"This…"

He Pingsheng stared, dumbfounded: Duds?

"Huh…" He Pingsheng exhaled deeply.

At least it didn't explode.

No problem!

It can be enhanced.

He tossed the twelve black duds into the Treasure Basin and began enhancement.

He did not immediately start a second furnace.

He Pingsheng realized his failure in refining Eighth-Premium pills stemmed largely from insufficient understanding of the formula and subtle flaws in execution.

So he decided to re-study the formula!

A half-month passed in a flash.

The 【Great Fortune Pills】 in the Treasure Basin had long been upgraded to supreme-grade.

Twenty-four in total!

Each was priceless.

Put simply: swallowing one supreme-grade 【Great Fortune Pill】 guaranteed a Body Integration peak cultivator entry into the Mahayana Emperor realm—provided they weren't utterly devoid of wisdom.

He Pingsheng put away the 【Great Fortune Pills】 and began refining the second furnace.

The second furnace's process was somewhat easier.

But to He Pingsheng's surprise, two hours later, his second batch also turned into duds.

Clang!

He Pingsheng angrily threw the pill furnace on the ground and collapsed onto his meditation cushion.

Though unwilling to admit it, he knew clearly: while inexperience, lack of skill, incomplete comprehension, and insufficient practice contributed, the core issue was his spiritual sense.

His spiritual sense had not caught up.

The Mystic Calmness True Scripture remained stuck at Void Refinement stage!

He hadn't even completed the Void Refinement section, let alone begun the Body Integration section!

For the past decades, He Pingsheng had been busy running his shop, wandering the mortal world, and studying talisman crafting.

As a result, his body refinement and spirit refinement had both been neglected.

Body refinement was impossible—he could no longer find the toxic primordial sources or toxic materials required.

But spirit refinement had no such obstacles.

"Looks like… it's time to close off and strengthen my spiritual sense!"

Spiritual sense wasn't just vital for pill refining—it mattered in combat too!

He Pingsheng caught his breath, then glanced around.

In the small room lay a purple pearl.

The Small Spirit World.

This was the one he'd given to Liu Molin—he wondered how that old man was doing now.

Hmm…

Let's take a look!

He Pingsheng transformed into a streak of light and instantly entered the Small Spirit World.

Though the Small Spirit World was of the same tier as the Spirit Realm, it was a slightly smaller world—until activated, it was merely a portable spatial treasure.

A single sweep of his spiritual sense revealed Liu Molin.

On a vast, flat expanse, Liu Molin was drawing countless intricate runes and symbols.

A black array plate rested at the center of the ground.

Streams of golden light surged skyward—the time array was being repaired.

"He Daoist?" Liu Molin looked up, surprised. "What brings you here?"

He Pingsheng said, "I came to check on you—and to deliver some good news."

"Oh?" Liu Molin nodded, pausing his calculations. "I've made progress on the array, but everything is being built from nothing—it's slow… I estimate at least fifteen more years to complete the derivation!"

"And actually setting it up? Probably another twenty years."