Three days slipped quietly past like flowing water.
Over those three days, the Northern Pacifying King and the Northern Azure King practically turned Heavenly Gate City upside down.
From the city's great clans, merchant associations, apothecaries, and military officers' residences, anything that could remotely qualify as a natural treasure, regardless of grade or age, was carted to the ruins outside the council hall.
Jiang Ning turned nothing away, accepting everything they brought.
He sat cross-legged atop those ruins like a tireless, ravenous taotie beast, swallowing a cartload with a single inhalation and refining it all within a breath.
Medicinal power surged like rivers through his body, constantly accumulating and transforming into source points and technique experience, pushing him step by step toward greater heights.
For three days, he never closed his eyes, ceaselessly refining the natural treasures delivered to him.
The impurities he exhaled and the opening and closing of his pores filled the surroundings with a faint medicinal fragrance that lingered without dispersing.
Eventually, the waste vapor accumulating around him enveloped his entire figure in a hazy, shifting mist.
The Northern Pacifying King and the Northern Azure King personally escorted supplies every day. Watching cart after cart of natural treasures-quantities so immense that warriors like them could never even consume them-vanish before Jiang Ning like clay oxen sinking into the sea, their astonishment had given way to numbness.
They had never seen such a wondrous, efficient method of refinement.
At the same time, they could tell that Jiang Ning's ultimate refining efficiency for these natural treasures approached one hundred percent.
More importantly, every medicine carried some measure of poison. Once consumption reached a certain level, the accumulating toxicity became unavoidable even for those at the pinnacle of the Martial Dao, requiring time to expel and refine.
Yet none of