More than a thousand people raised their cauldrons at once. The sight was truly spectacular.
Amid the overwhelming sea of figures, Lu Yunxiao was naturally among them.
However, he was in no hurry to choose his own stone platform, instead allowing the countless figures to rush onto them first.
On some stone platforms, people had even begun fighting fiercely over positions.
Lu Yunxiao remained in midair. Only after most people had chosen their places did he step through the air and slowly land on a stone platform near the edge.
Refining pills required complete concentration. Nearly every stone platform in the central area had been occupied. If one were disturbed during pill refinement, the result could be a ruined pill and an exploded cauldron.
The stone platform where Lu Yunxiao landed was not large, only two or three zhang across, but it was more than enough for one person. After finding his spot, he sat down cross-legged.
Cao Ying landed on the stone platform beside Lu Yunxiao.
She gave Lu Yunxiao a radiant smile, then likewise sat cross-legged.
The corner of Lu Yunxiao's mouth lifted slightly. Seeing that Cao Ying had not chosen one of the grand and imposing stone platforms in the center, he could not help inwardly praising her.
Whether a stone platform was imposing enough truly did not matter.
Refining a good pill was what mattered most.
Cao Ying had not been blinded by such illusory fame and glory, and Lu Yunxiao's opinion of her rose considerably.
"Dan Chen... Song Qing..."
"Hah, this guy isn't dead yet."
When Song Qing's figure suddenly appeared in the corner of his eye, Lu Yunxiao could not help curling his lips.
This fellow's luck was rather good. That day, Old Man Mugu had led the people of Soul Hall on a