"Standing in a treasure mountain with empty hands."
A certain dragon's resentment spread and grew, soaring to the nine heavens. Every brick in the hall exuded an ethereal immortal aura. As a merchant who would pluck every feather from a passing goose and shave iron from a needle's tip, she could only watch treasures lying before her eyes without being able to touch them. It felt like a concentrated dose of malice aimed right at her face.
Complaints aside, work still had to be done.
"Let's see what kind of treasure needs a Grand Immortal-level deity to serve as forced labor."
"Tsk tsk, a Metal Attribute immortal fruit that ripens once every thousand years."
"It smells so good."
The Metal Attribute immortal fruit looked tender and juicy, but it was actually harder than gold and iron, no less sturdy than an ordinary immortal artifact. The jade talisman describing the basic operations of the pill furnace stated that spiritual energy had to be poured in to fuel the fire. Melting it into liquid was time-consuming, laborious, dull, and tedious. Only those with at least Grand Immortal cultivation could continuously refine it for several days, turning it into one of the raw materials for Spirit Pills.
She did not rush to light the furnace at once, instead carefully studying the details and making preparations.
Who knew whether she would have to compensate for any damaged materials?
Heavenly Palace lamps lit the sparse starry sky, and the Taiyin Star hung high above. Bai Yujun finally set down the jade talisman and prepared to begin work.
Looking out the window, she saw enchanting moonlight spilling down in radiant streams. The pale blue night was beautiful.
"Ah, it's nighttime. I'll sleep and work tomorrow morning."
With that, she pulled a cool mat and bamboo pillow