"Don't look at me like that."
Meng Chen stepped forward and patted Elder Mu Gu's shoulder. "Now that you've handed over your blood essence, we're on the same side. As long as you, an Eighth-Tier alchemist, make pills for me during this time, I won't treat you poorly. You want the Flame Mantra, don't you? I'll teach it to you when the time comes."
Elder Mu Gu's heart jolted. "Little Divine King, do you mean that?"
"Of course."
Meng Chen's reply was laden with meaning.
From then on, Elder Mu Gu became the drudge supplying pills to Meng Chen, Xiao Yi Xian, Queen Medusa, Qinglin, and the others during their secluded cultivation. All for the feast Meng Chen had promised him: the Flame Mantra.
As for Qing Yanjing, Meng Chen asked her to help with his cultivation. During this retreat, he intended to advance not only his cultivation, but also his body and soul.
That was right—his soul!
Meng Chen remembered that, in the original story, Xiao Yan had undergone the Hundred Lifetimes Reincarnation within the Bodhi Ancient Tree, which had tempered his soul to some extent.
Perhaps... if I let time and Spatial Law wash over me through the Divine Gu Secret Art, it could do the same. It might temper my soul, sharpen my comprehension, and even raise my Soul Realm!
With that thought in mind, Meng Chen had Qing Yanjing set up a Spirit-Gathering Formation. Day and night, it drew in the energy of heaven and earth from hundreds of miles around, enveloping the entire City Lord's Mansion and forcibly creating a cultivation sanctuary that defied the heavens.
He also stopped diluting the Dragon Blood with medicinal liquid. Instead, he swallowed it directly to temper his body, counting on Qing Yanjing to use the Female Phoenix Subduing