Flesh and Blood Pill Furnace

Zhi Shou Guan's dispensary had always been divided into two realms, yin and yang: one for refining yang pills, the other for brewing yin medicines. Miss White Wine had already scouted them both thoroughly.

She had come willingly, stepped into the trap, and settled her karma. Now, with all the capable figures gathered here, the time had truly come to enter the dispensary that concealed the real secrets—and see the truth behind the Undying Wang Family's Imperial Capital City.

And what she saw did not disappoint.

Inside the unlit room, a cat's vision far surpassed that of ordinary people. Even without a lamp, the faint light from outside was enough to take in the entire dispensary.

It was clean, like any room where a physician refined medicine, everything neatly put away. It even seemed a little bare.

Yet in the middle of the room stood a pill furnace. Its openwork cover radiated the characteristic chill of metal. But most striking was what lay beneath it: an enormous heap of flesh and blood.

The flesh and blood extended bit by bit from some unknown place underground, like the roots of a great tree, joining seamlessly with the furnace. Half metal, half flesh, the two bound together in perfect unity.

As White Cat crept closer, she could make out faint purple qi steaming from inside the furnace.

It rose in wisps and threads, almost exactly like the scent of burning life-incense inside a Natal Spirit Temple.

White Cat seemed stunned by the immense furnace of flesh and blood. She stared at it without blinking for a long while, then slowly shifted her gaze to the diagrams hanging on the wall: meridians, bones, channels, blood vessels, the Three Souls and Seven Souls, and finally, one last diagram...

...a Natal Spirit Temple!

She shuddered,