The Pharmacist Who Doesn't Refine Pills

When others transmigrate and become pharmacists, they open their pill furnaces and astonish the world with miraculous elixirs. But not him—refine pills? No way. He uses his furnace to cook hotpot and his prescriptions as toilet paper. This pharmacist doesn't refine pills, yet the entire cultivation world queues up to beg him for healing, detoxification, and life-saving treatments. Until one day, he casually mixes a cup of 'Cold Relief' that takes down a demon beast. The crowd scrambles: 'Please, just refine one pill!' He shakes his head: 'No, it wastes fire.' — Description from novelcodex.org