The Undying Immortal System

My time at the Blue Wind Pavilion was like a vacation. I had been on the brink ever since my first rebirth, and I finally had some honest-to-gods downtime. Typically at this point, I would be forcing myself to cultivate as rapidly as possible, but right now I didn’t even have a cultivation technique I was willing to use.

My only ongoing obligation was to make a few pills a day. I couldn’t do much with the little energy in my body, so my routine was basically just two or three pills then rest until the next day.

Originally, I had planned to take some time and explore the city, which I learned was called Dragon Gate City, but thoughts of the Su Clan dissuaded me. I didn’t know if they would be looking for a disappeared pill boy, but it wasn’t worth the risk. Better to just stay inside and relax.

As far as I was concerned, the Pavilion was relatively generous. Peonies, 50 copper. Workshop, 2 silver/hour. Room, 5 silver/day. Food, 1 silver/day. I wasn’t sure if the room was over or underpriced. 5 silver felt expensive for a small bedroom, but it was located in the fanciest building in the city, which wasn’t really a hotel. In any case, a single High-Purity pill a day more than paid for all my expenses. The rest was pure profit.

During my rest, I took some time to learn a bit more about the world around me. The most surprising thing was that while the Su Clan was the complete ruler of this entire part of the world, they were actually quite weak. I didn’t quite understand it, but it seemed like any of the surrounding powers could easily crush the Su Clan. They just didn’t. This gave me hope that in the future, if I decided to go on a revenge killing spree for some reason, I would actually have a chance of success!

Other than plotting the inevitable downfall of some evil overlords, there was one more task I had to take care of.

Previously, I had stashed a pill in my storage space for when I started cultivating. After my first week here, I decided to go ahead and sell it to boost my cash flow. I came to find out, its medicinal power had been all but destroyed. It was completely worthless. I needed a pill bottle.

Pill bottles were typically very cheap. They were made from low-grade jade and roughly cut into a bottle. The low-grade jade wasn’t a great insulator of medicinal energy, but it was good enough. Make the bottle walls thick enough and it would work. This kept costs low enough that bottles were not even factored into the price when buying and selling pills.

I needed something special though. My storage space was a box two centimeters in each dimension. Pills were spheres roughly one and a half centimeters in diameter. That meant I needed a ‘bottle’ with walls no thicker than two millimeters. This needed special craftsmanship and high-grade jade to be effective.