Lu Heng rose from the stone table and put away the Storage Rings scattered across it.
He walked through the corridor and headed straight for the pill-refining Secret Chamber in the Han Clan's rear courtyard.
Sturdy stone walls surrounded it, and blue granite that suppressed fiery energy paved the floor, making it a quiet place for secluded cultivation.
Lu Heng raised a hand to shut the heavy Iron Wood door, then flicked his sleeve.
A massive, dark-red cauldron covered in beast patterns landed in the center of the room. It was the Myriad Beast Cauldron.
He emptied dozens of jade boxes and jars from his Storage Ring.
These were all treasures he had pilfered from Ice River Valley's underground cache, rare cold-attribute medicinal ingredients stacked in neat rows.
Lu Heng settled cross-legged and sank his awareness into his dantian.
The chaos qi vortex slowly revolved. A mass of emerald-green Green Lotus Core Flame emerged from his palm and plunged beneath the Myriad Beast Cauldron.
Scorching heat swiftly enveloped the cauldron, and the temperature in the chamber shot upward.
Lu Heng intended to prepare that girl Zi Yan's food first.
Zi Yan did not demand much from her pills' medicinal effects, but she was exceptionally picky about their taste. If they were even slightly bitter, she could chase someone around complaining for three days.
Lu Heng selected over a dozen varieties of Spirit Fruit filled with sweet juice and tossed them into the cauldron along with a large batch of high-grade medicinal ingredients.
The flames roiled. Under the intense heat, the ingredients rapidly melted, their impurities burned away until they became multicolored masses of medicinal liquid.
A rich, sweet fruit fragrance soon filled the Secret Chamber.
Only when noon approached did the wooden door of the rear courtyard's main bedroom slowly