Miao Ping looked at Fang Mo, concern seemingly written across his face as he said, "junior brother Fang, you should take less of this medicine. Every medicine carries some poison; if you rely entirely on pills to improve, breakthroughs will become difficult later on!"
Chi Jing hurriedly added with concern, "That's right! junior brother Fang, medicine is all external aid. Relying on your own cultivation is the true foundation!"
Fang Mo smiled. "Thank you, Senior Brother Miao, Senior Sister Chi. I've already finished the medicine. I'll be more careful from now on!"
Miao Ping was immediately somewhat disappointed when he heard that. He had originally wanted to get some medicine from Fang Mo, but he had not expected Fang Mo to have finished it all.
"Alright, go train."
Feng Qingyuan dismissed everyone.
Feng Qingyuan believed him. He himself had broken through to Late Hidden Strength only after taking the pills Pharmacist Xie had given him, and he knew just how formidable Pharmacist Xie's pills were. Even now, he was still absorbing their medicinal effects.
He patted Fang Mo on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry. As long as you don't take too much medicine, there won't be any problems!"
"Thank you, Senior Brother!"
Fang Mo nodded in thanks. Feng Qingyuan, this Senior Disciple Brother, was quite decent—easygoing and attentive toward his junior brothers.
Fang Mo also slipped away to a quiet place to practice.
He rearranged his daily routine. Spending the entire day on Alchemy as before was not a good idea.
He cultivated in the morning, then only went to the medicine room for Alchemy after lunch.
He could prepare, grind, and extract the medicinal ingredients he needed, then wait until the next time he made medicine.
After spending two hours busy in the flower room, he continued practicing