More than ten days passed. Liu Yunche cultivated while refining pills, his days incomparably fulfilling.
If he could, he wanted things to continue like this forever.
Compared to Liu Yunche's carefree ease, Le Qingrou found this period unbearably difficult.
Whenever her master, Daoist Fire Crane, saw her, his face would fall, his expression dark and heavy.
Yet whenever he saw Liu Yunche, it was as if he had become another person. His face immediately piled up with smiles, leaving Le Qingrou utterly dumbfounded.
That day, Daoist Fire Crane was teaching Liu Yunche the methods of pill refinement.
Using the Tendon Forging Pill as an example, he proceeded from the simple to the profound, step by step, beginning with the selection of medicinal ingredients and the timing for adding them.
As he reached the deeper points, Daoist Fire Crane transformed his spiritual power into a giant hand, grasped the ingredients needed for the Tendon Forging Pill from nearby, and used that hand of spiritual power as a furnace.
A wisp of spiritual flame naturally rose up, enveloping every medicinal ingredient.
To Liu Yunche, all of this was simply miraculous.
Every ingredient melted and refined at the same time. One had to know that each medicinal ingredient required an entirely different degree of heat, yet Daoist Fire Crane could accomplish all of it within a single palm.
Such terrifying control was enough to make one's heart tremble.
A moment later, the spiritual flames dispersed, revealing several fair, round pills in Daoist Fire Crane's palm, each giving off a faint fragrance.
Liu Yunche smiled lightly and said,
"Master-Uncle's methods are truly miraculous. I wonder when I'll possess such skill."
Daoist Fire Crane smiled, his expression gentle. "Once you reach the Spirit Cultivator Realm, you'll naturally be able to do it."
At the side,