Chaotic Sword God

Jian Chen was not too pleased with only making Class 3 Radiant Spirit Pills.

“I wonder what allows more Radiant Saint Force to be infused into the pills. Could the pill shells themselves be the limiting factor?” Jian Chen thought.

Storing the Radiant Spirit Pills he made into his Space Ring, Jian Chen exited his chambers. A soldier then led him to where He Yun was resting.

As the new hallmaster for alchemy, He Yun had a fair amount of status within the Flame Mercenaries now. Hence, He Yun had been given his own residential area within the palace.

It came as a large surprise to see that the high and mighty Saint Ruler of the Flame Mercenaries came to personally seek him out. Despite being an alchemist, which garnished him a decent amount of respect within the kingdom, even he would have to bend the knee and bow to a Heaven Saint Master, let alone a Saint Ruler that stood on top of even Heaven Saint Masters.

“There’s no need for work, master He Yun. I came here to ask several questions. Let us sit down and talk.” Jian Chen smiled kindly as he sat down at a nearby table.

“The captain only needs to ask for He Yun, and He Yun would come running as swiftly as possible! How could I dare have the captain come see me?” Overwhelmed by Jian Chen’s kindness, he hurried to form a reply. Sitting down in the seat opposite of Jian Chen, He Yun grew nervous. He was in the presence of a Saint Ruler, and even if that Saint Ruler was many years his junior, He Yun was still extremely flustered.

On the Tian Yuan Continent, power dictated everything.

“Master He Yun, I came here this time to inquire about several aspects with the Radiant Spirit Pills. If I may, what are the highest level pills I could make with the pill shells you made for me.” Jian Chen asked.

“Captain, the pill shells I gave you were made using ordinary ingredients, so I think that the pill shells I made can only be Class 3 Radiant Spirit Pills at the very highest. The ingredients act as a limiter, sealing enough Radiant Saint Force to be classified as a Class 3 Radiant Spirit Pill. If one wishes to craft even higher-classed pills, then one must use even rarer ingredients to construct the shells.”

“Master He Yun, would you be able to help me craft higher-class pill shells then? I am in need of Radiant Spirit Pills no less than the sixth class.” Constructing Radiant Spirit Pills corresponded with the level of the Radiant Saint Master. Following that logic, Jian Chen would be able to craft Class 6 Radiant Spirit Pills since he was a Sixth Class Radiant Saint Master.

Thinking hard about the task, He Yun responded, “Captain, I have the ability to make the shells for Class 6 Radiant Spirit Pills, but the ingredients are far too precious. The pills require ingredients at least a thousand years old. While not heavenly resources, they are still ingredients of expensive prices.”

“Master He Yun, make a list of whatever ingredients you need and I will have people collect them at once.”

Shortly afterward, a small list was made with the ingredients required to make a Class 6 Radiant Spirit Pill. With the list in hand, Jian Chen left He Yun to his own devices. He commanded people to gather the ingredients on the list as quickly as possible.

With Jian Chen personally commandeering the request, the ones who were called to serve were quick to return with the items. Only a single day was required for the ingredients to be gathered. The thousand-year-old ingredients, usually expensive in price, were found in the depths of a nearby mountain. Thus, they had been harvested swiftly.

With all the ingredients at hand, the newly recovered He Yun was sent straight back to his workshop to undergo the alchemical process. This time, it took two whole days for a hundred Radiant Spirit Pill shells to be made and given to Jian Chen.

Jian Chen wasted no time at all when the pill shells were given to him. Closing himself off in his room, he began to undergo the process of infusing Radiant Saint Force into them.

Crafting Class 6 Radiant Spirit Pills was far more difficult than crafting Class 3 Radiant Spirit Pills. Jian Chen was only able to craft three Class 6 Radiant Spirit Pills while taking the same amount of time it took to craft thirty Class 3 Radiant Spirit pills. Since they were far more sturdy in shell, infusing Radiant Saint Force into them was far harder than their lower-grade counterparts. Jian Chen could only make three at his current skill level.

Half a day was spent by the time three Class 6 Radiant Spirit Pills were made. These pills were about a thumb in size and glowed with a milky-white light. Jian Chen levitated the pills in front of himself with a smile on his face.

The reason why he was crafting these Radiant Spirit Pills were for his friends and family. While he was a Radiant Saint Master, he couldn’t always accompany them during their journeys. Should an unexpected danger befall them, a Radiant Spirit Pill could save their life in his place, so making some would take plenty of weight off his shoulders.

“Crafting three Class 6 Radiant Spirit Pills took up a fifth of my mental strength. Following that number, I should be able to craft fifteen pills before my energy is expended.” Jian Chen thought to himself. Looking at the nearby dozens of shell pieces, he muttered, “Three is not enough. I need to craft even more of them.” Having said that, Jian Chen floated another three pill shells. He then started to gather the Radiant Saint Force in the world, trying to infuse it with the pill shells once more.

The next few days were relatively calm. Absolutely nothing happened, and the Flame Mercenaries were able to continue with their mining without a hitch. Everyday was a new harvest of tungsten alloy, and the amount they had in store was accumulating at an inconceivable rate.

The vein that was being mined became a heavily guarded area by the Flame Mercenaries. Practically every force they commanded stood there as silent watchers to prevent anything from happening.

Just as Jian Chen started on the third day of crafting the Class 6 Radiant Spirit Pills, an overwhelming might immediately flooded the area with its pressure. The clouds and wind in the sky immediately grew turbulent, and the overflowing energy in the world started to act up as well.

“Little Jian Chen, come out and accept your death!” An elderly voice boomed across the sky. Revertebrating for kilometers around, the powerful voice had been loud enough to make the walls of the palace shake violently while some people felt their eardrums pop. Clapping their hands to their ears, the ones affected the most let out a wailing sound from pain.