Hearing the voice, Zhou Muyun and Miao Yue'er exchanged a glance, a flicker of delighted surprise flashing through their eyes.
Though it was truly embarrassing that Yue Qingshan had overheard their flirting and bickering.
The pill had actually been successfully refined—what heaven-sent news!
The two hurriedly pushed open the door and entered.
On the table sat an open wooden box, with a jet-black pill lying inside.
The pill was perfectly round, its surface faintly radiating a five-colored sheen.
Yue Qingshan, meanwhile, lay reclined in his chair, looking somewhat weary. Clearly, this pill had not been so easy to refine.
"This is the Spirit-Fusion Pill?"
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Zhou Muyun bowed to Yue Qingshan.
"Thank you, Master Yue. This disciple truly does not know how to repay you!"
"Repay me?"
Yue Qingshan shot him a sidelong glance and said unhurriedly,
"Just treat Yue'er well from now on. Otherwise, this old man definitely will not spare you!"
Hearing this, Miao Yue'er drew circles with her index fingers and stamped her foot. "Grandfather! What are you even saying?!"
Yue Qingshan waved a hand and issued an order to leave. "Enough. I have been refining pills for three days, and this old man is tired too. I need to rest!"
"This disciple takes his leave!"
"Then Grandfather, get some proper rest!"
Since Yue Qingshan had already spoken, the two naturally could not continue disturbing him. They bowed and withdrew from the room.
Outside, Miao Yue'er looked at the wooden box in Zhou Muyun's hands. Knowing what was urgent and what was not, she quickly said,
"Little blind boy, now that you have the pill, hurry back and take it! Don't delay!"
"Mm."
Zhou Muyun nodded, and the two parted ways.
Returning to his own small courtyard, Zhou Muyun immediately entered the