The pills Empress Biyun refined were not complicated, merely medicines that nourished vital energy and increased magical power. With Empress Biyun's cultivation, she succeeded in refining them in little more than half a month. Thereafter, spiritual medicines emerged in an endless stream, making Zhang Chen's eyelids twitch. He felt as though he'd been screwed by a dog.
He needn't think about refining medicine anymore. From the moment Empress Biyun began refining pills, his hopes had already been shattered.
What should I do? If this drags on, I won't get any benefits! Zhang Chen muttered inwardly.
Yet after a long while, Zhang Chen truly came up with a good plan: forget the Soul Splitting Technique for now and set his sights on the Pan Peach Tree!
As for how he would set his sights on the pan peaches? Zhang Chen had only one word: stall.
He would stall until the next time they ate pan peaches. Then, under the excuse that eating heaven-and-earth spiritual roots could speed up cultivation, he would ask Queen Mother for more pan peaches. Wouldn't he then strike it rich beyond measure?
Of course, before that, he had to create a stark contrast. What kind of contrast? Without eating pan peaches, his cultivation progress would be as slow as a turtle's; after eating them, his progress would shoot ahead like a rocket. Once the comparison was laid bare, the Queen Mother of the West would surely make her choice.
The further one gets in cultivation, the harder it becomes to improve. It seems perfectly normal not to gain even one level in a year, doesn't it? Zhang Chen muttered to himself.
Unfortunately, he was currently trapped in the Medicine Hall and could not investigate the location of the Pan Peach Garden. Otherwise, he might have been able