Chapter 45 - The Soul Pill's Debut: A Calculated Shockwave

My fingers trembled as I placed the last Soul Nourishment Pill into its container. Three days of non-stop work had left me drained, my spiritual energy nearly depleted. I slumped into my chair, letting my head fall back as I surveyed the fruits of my labor—over three hundred perfect pills, each one capable of enhancing a cultivator's absorption rate by twenty percent.

The physical toll had been immense. Dark circles shadowed my eyes, and my complexion had grown pale. But the satisfaction of what I'd accomplished overshadowed my exhaustion. These pills would shake the foundations of Havenwood City's power structure, particularly the arrogant Hawthorne family that had lorded over the medicinal market for generations.

"Worth every drop of sweat," I muttered to myself, massaging my stiff neck.