Chapter 479: Three-Turn Precious Bone Pill!

In the backyard, everything was scorched, with waves of blazing heat spreading across the entire void. The temperature was extremely high, distorting the sky.

“Ow… ow…” In the central area stood a large cauldron, like a volcano spewing flames. From within came the miserable howls of a pig being slaughtered, causing Yang Tian’s mouth to twitch involuntarily.

At that moment, his eyes swept around. The entire courtyard was covered with astonishing patterns spreading outward, making the temperature around the cauldron extremely intense.

“Fatty, I’m being boiled alive!” Dahong wailed inside, desperately ramming against the cauldron’s mouth. He had been roasted inside for a full half hour and could barely hold on.

“Haha, Dahong, cultivate well in there. In ten days, I guarantee you’ll be reborn!” Fatty grinned widely, laughing heartily. When he noticed Yang Tian’s arrival, he immediately went over to greet him.

“I don’t want to be reborn; I’m about to be boiled alive!” Dahong kept wailing, even starting to suspect that Fatty intended to cook and eat him.

“Will he be boiled alive?” A trace of reluctance appeared on his face as Yang Tian couldn’t help asking.

“No way. This guy is thick-skinned and tough. His bloodline is too weak, so the medicinal power needs to stimulate his ferocity.” Fatty shook his head and chuckled.

He rubbed his hands together, giving a knowing look.

Seeing this, Yang Tian glanced at him sideways, but he wasn’t stingy. He took out a large number of high-quality precious herbs, things that were all bets, enough to pile into a small mountain. Yang Tian’s Ancestral Dragon Ring couldn’t possibly plant them all.

"Take out some more—what you've won for free isn't even a tenth of it." His gleaming eyes fixed on the hundred-odd precious herbs, the fatty quickly caught on and chuckled.

"Most of these herbs are a thousand years old! There are a hundred of them! Even a major power couldn't produce this much!" Yang Tian rolled his eyes.

Precious herbs were already rare on the continent, and thousand-year ones were even more treasured. Ordinary cultivators might never have even seen one. After such a long time alchemy, Yang Tian had consumed a great deal of thousand-year herbs and had very little stock left.

"Then... just give me all the refining materials..." The fatty chuckled and scooped everything up.

Yang Tian's face darkened, suspecting that the fatty might embezzle these herbs. He tossed out a Ancestral Dragon Ring and said, "Let's make it clear: I provide the materials, you refine the Formation-Breaking Pearls, and I'll give you twenty percent."

"Just twenty percent. If you don't agree, I'll sell them." Seeing the fatty about to haggle, Yang Tian immediately spoke. Where else could he find such a good deal as giving him twenty percent?

"Fine, fine... but there should be more than this, right?" Rubbing his hands, the fatty swept his divine light inside and frowned.

"Come find me after you're done, so you can't weasel out." Pouting, Yang Tian put on a sly merchant's face and turned to leave.

"This guy is really stingy." The fatty grumbled indignantly, but his face was full of smiles. The refining materials inside were beyond his imagination; even twenty percent was an enormous amount.

"Haha, accept the baptism!" At that moment, the fatty's hand suddenly shook, and a golden lion appeared, extremely divine, its eyes blazing with golden light.

"Roar..." The golden divine lion emerged. When it noticed the screams ahead, it shuddered and was about to flee, but was instantly thrown into the great cauldron by the fatty.

"Ow, what is this thing, crushing me." Dahu screamed, lying limply under the cauldron, hit by a heavy object, seeing stars.

The fat man flicked his finger, and a wisp of purple flame appeared in the void. He threw out several precious herbs, roasting them with purple fire to refine them into crystalline precious liquid, which fell into the great cauldron.

Returning to the room, Yang Tian sat cross-legged on the bed, and his figure immediately appeared in the Ancestral Dragon Ring.

Before him were ten jade bottles. Yang Tian opened one of them, and wisps of green light manifested, revealing a verdant green pill inside.

"This is the Azure Sky Pill, a sixth-grade mid-tier pill." Scanning it with his eyes for a moment, Yang Tian recognized the pill's name. This pill had a miraculous effect on the bottleneck of Battle Emperors.

He opened another jade bottle, inside which golden mist covered like a canopy, hazy and indistinct, faintly emitting the sound of a dragon's roar.

"This is the Dragon Saliva Pill, of very high quality." Yang Tian's eyes lit up. He opened the remaining eight jade bottles, all containing pills of considerable quality, among which the best were two Dragon Saliva Pills.

"Xiao Qing, refine this." Yang Tian awakened Xiao Qing, who was sleeping groggily, and tossed him the pill. Although Xiao Qing had not yet broken through to the Demon Emperor, his physique could still withstand this pill.

"This is made from a dragon pill, excellent for the body!" Looking at the golden pill in his hand, Xiao Qing was very happy and swallowed it directly.

"Hmm, among these pills, only the Dragon Saliva Pill is good for the body; the rest are useless." Yang Tian shook his head, his gaze falling on the last three jade bottles, which contained seventh-grade pills.

Opening one jade bottle, an extremely rich medicinal fragrance surged out, containing immense vitality. Yang Tian's pupils slightly contracted.

"It's actually the Dragon Transformation Pill." Staring at the pill with somewhat dazed eyes, Yang Tian recalled the half-year of deep sleep; it was because he had swallowed Yuan Xia's Dragon Transformation Pill that he had recovered so quickly.

"Hmm, I'll give it to her if I meet her." Yang Tian pursed his lips and opened the second jade bottle. Under Yang Tian's somewhat astonished gaze, two small dragons, one black and one white, leaped away, full of spiritual intelligence.

"Haha, this is the Yin-Yang Pill, probably the bet placed by the Joyous Union Sect!" Yang Tian laughed heartily. This pill had a miraculous effect on cultivation techniques that practiced yin-yang energy.

"Unfortunately, this pill is of no use to me." At this moment, the expression on Yang Tian's face slowly faded. He sighed softly, his gaze falling on the last pill.

"Hope it's somewhat useful." Smacking his lips, he slowly opened the last jade bottle. When he sensed an ancient aura spilling out, Yang Tian perked up.

This was a pill as white as jade, as strange as bone, emitting a fierce aura that even startled Xiao Qing nearby.

"What is this thing?" Frowning, looking at the pill before him, Yang Tian said slowly, "Such a strong ferocity, could it be a pill refined from bones?"

Yang Tian observed it for a while but couldn't figure it out. He paused, then summoned the artifact spirit of the Mountains and Rivers Map, which had lived for who knows how many years and should be able to recognize it.

"This is?" The artifact spirit stared at the pill for a moment, a trace of shock appearing in its eyes. It couldn't help but say, "This is the Three-Turn Treasure Bone Pill! How do you have such a pill?!"

The artifact spirit was very shocked. Yang Tian said with some surprise, "Is this pill very powerful?"

"Of course it's very powerful!" Hearing Yang Tian ask such a question, the artifact spirit was full of astonishment and exclaimed, "You actually don't know this pill? This is the Three-Turn Treasure Bone Pill!"