You Can't Let Others Get It for Free
Seeing the doubt on her face, Bi Fan said nothing. He casually pulled out a medicinal herb and controlled it with Soul Power.
He slowly melted the herb, then added several more. In less than the time it took to burn a stick of incense, a round, white pill appeared in his hand.
Ling Xiaoxiao's eyes widened. She instinctively clasped the pill, still warm, in her hand. "You really know how to make pills?"
Bi Fan smiled faintly, without a trace of smugness. "Is that so strange?"
Ling Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, never expecting he'd hidden his skills so well. She huffed. "I suppose you're pretty impressive."
She lowered her head and continued sorting things. He smiled and asked, "What are we still missing?"
She furrowed her delicate brows and shook her head lightly. "To be honest, I don't know either. I just think using Lizard Blood as a medicinal catalyst in the pill should have some effect. But I don't know much about pill-making, so I don't know what ingredients would help the body absorb spiritual energy. I can only prepare as many things as possible that might come in handy."
Bi Fan lowered his head and thought for a moment. His mind was filled with all the experience he'd accumulated making pills over the years. After a brief silence, he said, "There are many kinds of herbs that promote the absorption of spiritual energy, but we don't have much in reserve. I'm afraid we won't be able to test them all anytime soon."
"Mm, I know. But there's no harm in gathering things bit by bit," Ling Xiaoxiao said softly. "You should know that if you want to leave the Desolate Plains with your spoils, the people we have now