In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed.
In the small courtyard, Jiang Ming looked at the charred cauldron in front of him and let out a long sigh.
After six months and at least a hundred spirit stones worth of medicinal herbs, he had finally refined his first batch of Qi-Returning Pills.
Ten Qi-Returning Pills could be sold for at least ten spirit stones in the market. The cost of production was less than three spirit stones. At first glance, it seemed that the profit margin was frighteningly high.
"However, the most important thing in the path of alchemy is the success rate. Only those with high success rates can be professional alchemists."
Jiang Ming shook his head helplessly. He had made countless batches of the Qi-Returning Pills.
His success rate was barely 10%.
Jiang Ming felt a little distressed.
However, when he thought about his lifespan, he calmed down.