Since the imitation drug production line could achieve partial production, Feng Jun's problem became much simpler. Not only was the power from a single Class E warship sufficient, but he also had no need to build a complete production line.
Even so, from the start of construction to the completion of the production line's installation, it still took nearly sixty days.
During those sixty days, he had not remained at Pacify Arms Mountain the entire time. He also had to make occasional trips to Liba Beach.
The two True Lords were utterly speechless about his decline into remaining in the Mortal World.
The Mortal World was not particularly friendly even to Golden Core cultivators, much less True Lords. The two of them could grit their teeth and remain there, but they knew what Feng Jun was doing—trying to produce life-extending potions for mortals. What a helpless thing that was.
Yet they had no way to dissuade him. Feng was simply that willful.
The two True Lords felt there was little point in staying there, so they simply returned to Liba Beach. As for Feng Jun possibly traveling from Pacify Arms Mountain to other realms, they no longer cared—they had truly come to understand. If Feng Jun did not want them following him, he had plenty of ways to prevent it.
So this was not something they could force. Although the opportunities that might appear in other realms were tempting, Feng Jun had to be willing to take them first.
However, Feng Jun was busy running between both places and truly did not visit any other realms. To him, producing Life Potion would also mean completing an unprecedented challenge.
On the sixtieth day, the production line successfully started up. Unfortunately, the potions produced at first were defective—and visibly so.
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