Xian'er chose to immediately enter seclusion and absorb and refine that portion of Soul Nourishing Liquid.
Early the next morning, after successfully refining that bottle of Soul Nourishing Liquid, she discovered to her delight that her Soul Power had increased even more than she had expected.
By her estimate, her current Soul Strength was already comparable to that of an ordinary high-level peak Dou Wang expert.
She was only a Three-star Dou Spirit, yet her Soul Strength had already reached this level. She was no worse than many naturally gifted alchemists.
She had barely managed to make up some of the gap through acquired means.
She happily told Wei Yang the news.
"Oh, it seems the effects of this Soul Nourishing Liquid are even better than I imagined," Wei Yang murmured, rubbing his chin.
"Yes, its effects are truly excellent." Xian'er nodded happily and said excitedly, "Brother Yang, with my current Soul Power, I feel that I'll soon reach the peak of the Third Grade. Perhaps once I become a Dou Wang, becoming a Fourth-Grade Alchemist won't be impossible either!"
"Hehe." Wei Yang chuckled as he patted her head. "Too small-minded. Your vision is too narrow. Even if I have to pile heavenly treasures on you, I'll at least make you a Sixth Grade Peak, or even a Seventh Grade Alchemist!"
"Sixth Grade Peak? Seventh Grade?!" Xian'er's eyes sparkled, filled with longing.
That was a realm she had never even dared dream of before.
Now, did she truly have a chance of reaching it?
Early the next morning, after making some preparations, Wei Yang left the Small Valley alone.
His Black Wings spread as he hovered in the air. Looking back at the Small Valley shrouded in white mist beneath him, a thoughtful glint flashed through his eyes.
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