Hearing Jia Xing Tian's instructions, Yao Yue nodded and replied, "Don't worry, Great-Grandfather. I'll take care of the medicinal ingredients."
After arranging for the preparation of the medicinal ingredients, Jia Xing Tian spoke again. "As for escorting the Xiao Family members, arrange for a high-ranking Dou Spirit to lead some soldiers to pick them up from the Xiao Family. Within the Jia Ma Empire, no one should dare lay a hand on imperial guards."
As if recalling something, he added, "Yue'er has nothing important to do recently. Have her accompany the escort team to the Xiao Family in Wutan City. That will show how seriously the imperial family takes this matter and help improve our relationship with the Xiao Family."
After speaking, he drained the tea in his cup. Without waiting for Yao Ye's reply, he spread his Dou Qi Wings and left.
Yao Ye gazed in the direction Jia Xing Tian had departed, her expression unreadable. After standing there for a moment, she turned and went to make the necessary arrangements.
As Rayquaza flew at an unhurried pace, half a day passed in the blink of an eye.
The setting sun slowly sank, dyeing the horizon orange-red.
In the distant sky, a slender black figure streaked past, leaving behind an afterimage.
Xiao Ling sat cross-legged atop its dragon head, staring intently at the medicine cauldron before him.
Inside the cauldron, an immature pill with a somewhat uneven surface was continuously being scorched by the Golden Emperor Burning Heaven Flame.
Under Xiao Ling's exquisite control, the flames nurtured the immature pill at precisely the right temperature, and the irregularities on its surface gradually became smoother and rounder.
As time passed, the energy fluctuations emitted by the pill inside the cauldron grew increasingly intense. At a certain moment, a pill