Plans, Alchemy Inheritance

In the upper levels of the Pill Tower, there was an elegant room that belonged to Lin Yuan.

The room was filled with Pill Fragrance, and its four walls were carved with exquisite medicinal pill patterns. Under the glow of the soft candlelight, they seemed to emit a mysterious, ancient aura.

Qing Lin lounged lazily beside the carved table, her fragrant cheek propped in her hand. She seemed to be recalling something, her gaze a little hazy.

When her gaze inadvertently swept over the bed, a blush unconsciously tinged her pretty face... During this period of time in the Illusion Realm Space, Medusa and Xiao Yi Xian had constantly undermined each other, truly opening her eyes and giving her quite a bit of "experience."

Suddenly, a crisp creak, like a nightingale's cry, broke the silence in the room and yanked Qing Lin sharply back from her reverie.

Her long lashes trembled lightly, and she immediately looked toward the door.

Lin Yuan gently pushed open the door and walked in with steady steps. Dressed in a plain-colored robe, he looked especially transcendent beneath the soft light.

Seeing that familiar figure, Qing Lin's eyes instantly lit up, and her voice gained a few notes of joy.

"Young Master, you're finished with your work!"

Saying this, she hurriedly stood up and went over to greet him with light steps. Her green skirt hem fluttered slightly with her movements, like a swaying green lotus, exceptionally moving.

When Lin Yuan saw Qing Lin, the corners of his mouth also lifted into a gentle smile. He raised his hand and rubbed the young girl's smooth hair.

"Qing'er, what were you thinking about just now? You were so absorbed."

"N-nothing!" The young girl's cheeks reddened like a fully ripe apple. She coughed lightly and said with a