Ye Xiaofan is a menial disciple of the Qingyun Sect, a talentless cultivator with four spiritual roots. His greatest wish is to eat his fill.
While cleaning the alchemy room, he found a cracked clay basin. It could duplicate pills, copy spirit herbs, and raise their grade.
But the basin had one flaw: it was temperamental, loved to go on strike, and constantly called him “little good-for-nothing.”
Want it to work? You have to coax it.
Want it to give you something good? That depends on its mood.
Want it to stop swallowing your ingredients? Dream on.
And so Ye Xiaofan embarked on a cultivation path that was both cautious and reckless.
Others relied on talent to make pills. He relied on “Please, Basin Grandpa, I'm begging you.”
Others relied on strength to fight. He relied on “Basin, please don't screw me over this time.”
Years later, standing on the Ascension Platform, he was hailed as the “Pill God.”
Ye Xiaofan: “I'm really not. It was all thanks to the basin.”
Old Basin: “Get lost. I'm the Pill God.”
