With his attainments in alchemy, the process was not difficult. About half an hour later, a faint, strange fragrance drifted into his nose.
Joy flashed through Lin Xuan's eyes. With a flick of his sleeve, a cold, yin wind swept out and, with a whoosh, wrapped around the cauldron. The Infant Fire went out with it.
The cauldron slowly floated up and came to a stop three feet in front of him. The lid opened, revealing a clear, transparent liquid before his eyes. It had a faint blue tint and looked like beautiful seawater.
Lin Xuan picked up the Jade Slip at hand and sank his divine sense into it. A moment later, he raised his head, a satisfied look appearing on his face.
The thing before him, whether in color, form, or scent, was no different from the records. It was precisely top-grade Profound Yin Bright Liquid.
"Yue'er, when you bathe later, add this to the clear water and heat it with pill fire. Let the steam linger around your body and see how effective it is. Tell me afterward."
"All right."
Yue'er nodded. Since she had no body, this was still her first bath in two hundred years, and it felt rather interesting.
Lin Xuan withdrew and went to another room beside it.
He pulled over a prayer mat and sat cross-legged on it, circulating his spiritual power through twelve great cycles. Yet for some reason, his mind kept leaping about like a monkey and galloping like a horse. Especially when the faint sound of water reached his ears, and the little girl was even humming a song, Lin Xuan almost could not stop himself from releasing his divine sense...
Fortunately, his willpower was far beyond that of cultivators at the same level, and in the end, he