Yunxi breathed a sigh of relief when Dugu He finally relented and even made his demands. She had feared he would stubbornly refuse, forcing her to spend even more time searching for the Concealment Formations left behind by their predecessors. She worried that by then, her memories would have grown even blurrier.
So she replied decisively:
"Fine, I agree to your terms. I can give you the pill now, but forging a weapon suited to you will likely take some time. I will also need to recover a portion of my strength first."
As she spoke, she took out a pill bottle from her Storage Pendant, poured out a healing pill, and crushed it before Dugu He. She placed the powder into a separate white jade bottle and tossed it to him.
"Grandmaster He, the medicinal potency of the pills we refine is extremely fierce. With the strength of your current body, you cannot withstand the effects of an entire pill. Even this powder must be taken in ten separate doses. Otherwise, if your body explodes, do not blame me for failing to warn you."
Dugu He accepted the white jade bottle with some suspicion, seemingly weighing the truth of Yunxi's words. Yunxi knew that trust had yet to be established between them. The more she said, the more likely she was to provoke his resistance. Thus, she returned to her original spot, sat cross-legged on the stretcher, tossed a Healing Immortal Pill into her mouth, and closed her eyes to meditate.
Dugu He removed the stopper from the pill bottle and held it beneath his nose. A clear, elegant fragrance slipped into his nostrils, instantly leaving him refreshed and clear-headed. Even his thoughts seemed much sharper. He casually tucked the pill bottle into his sleeve pocket, then stared blankly