Qingfeng Temple.
Lin Hui sat cross-legged alone in the medicine room. The pill furnace before him still burned with a bright yellow flame, but the pile of wooden boxes that had held Spirit-Gathering Grass beside him was now completely empty.
The progress shown by his Blood Seal had changed dramatically as well.
"One stalk of Spirit-Gathering Grass cuts the evolution time by three months. Twenty-three stalks make sixty-nine months—that's five years and nine months."
Lin Hui looked at the remaining time displayed at the bottom of his vision, his heart brimming with anticipation.
"Typhoon Swordplay—time remaining: 1 year, 9 months."
As expected, waiting around only wastes time and life. Only by constantly widening my search and gathering more resources can I rapidly accelerate the Blood Seal's evolution! Otherwise, even if I took medicine like mad, I'd still need at least another year to finish it at the original rate. Now I can wipe out nearly two years of evolution time with six months of medicine!
His face was somewhat sallow now, a side effect of taking too much medicine in too short a time. Compared with what he had gained, though, that bit of harm was nothing.
"There's still the Purple Cloud Grass worth five hundred thousand. I wonder how potent it is."
Lin Hui picked up the last Precious Medicine. The Purple Cloud Grass was dark purple, with fine brown spots across its surface. It was about the size of his palm, and a thin layer of white down covered its stem.
Without hesitation, Lin Hui raised it to his mouth and gently bit off a piece.
It had the unpleasant texture of wood and a strong bitter taste. He finally managed to chew it up and swallow it, then sat waiting for a moment.
Swish.
Sure enough, the