Although Xiao Yan was somewhat dissatisfied with Hai Bodong's dawdling, he had complete confidence in the Misfortune-Breaking Pill he had refined, so he was not in a hurry.
Seeing Xiao Yan compromise, Hai Bodong smiled amiably and said, "Rest assured, little brother. As long as the pill is effective, even if my strength does not fully recover, I will definitely present the fragmentary map with both hands!"
He then said to the two of them, "Why don't you two come down to the basement with me later? If my strength leaks out, it may cause some unnecessary trouble."
Xiao Yan said coldly, "Focus on absorbing the pill. No one will disturb you."
Seeing Xiao Yan's increasingly cold expression and obvious impatience, Hai Bodong could only nod. He carefully examined the pill for a while and repeatedly confirmed that there was nothing wrong with it. Under Zi Yan's extremely displeased gaze, he swallowed the entire pill, then sat cross-legged and began absorbing the medicinal power contained within it.
Xiao Yan tossed two pills to Zi Yan, then sat cross-legged as well.
After refining pills without pause for an entire day, both his Dou Qi and soul power had been greatly depleted. He desperately needed to recover now, so the task of standing guard was left to Zi Yan. Having spent so much time together, the two understood such matters without needing words. Holding the pills Xiao Yan had tossed her, Zi Yan wore a solemn expression and made a serious show of patrolling around them once. However, her performance had no suitable audience, and after becoming bored, Zi Yan lay back down in the recliner.
Although Xiao Yan's exhaustion was indeed severe, his heart was filled with exhilaration. Yao Lao had once told him that, by chance, alchemists could sometimes enter