Hanging Sword's Number One Prodigy

Bai Qiushuang opened the alchemy furnace. Four pills lay inside, one more than expected.

The four pills were smooth and lustrous, their medicinal fragrance restrained as they quietly rested at the bottom of the furnace.

The Frost-Hand Alchemist glanced at them and nodded slightly, quite satisfied with the results of this attempt at alchemy. "Luck was on my side. There's one more than I expected."

She reached out and took one, then handed the remaining three to Ye An. "As agreed, I'll take one, and the rest are yours."

"Thank you, Frost-Hand Alchemist."

Ye An accepted the pills. The Nine-Turn Rebirth Pills, fresh from the furnace, were still faintly warm.

The medicinal power of the three pills seeped through their shells, carrying a gentle warmth that nourished one's Bone Structure, like holding a small stone warmed beneath the sun.

Lin Wanyue stood beside him and spoke with a beaming smile. "Freshly forged pills have the most active medicinal properties and the best effects. How about I find you a meditation chamber and you take one now?"

As she spoke, her gaze fell on Ye An's pills, as though she had mentioned it casually.

In truth, she knew Ye An was preparing to leave the Hanging Sword Sect. She had said this because she wanted him to stay for half a day longer.

Ye An did not think much of it and nodded in agreement.

The meditation chamber was not large. It was a stone room specially provided by the Hanging Sword Sect for disciples to cultivate in seclusion.

Ye An sat cross-legged and placed a Nine-Turn Rebirth Pill into his mouth.

The instant the pill entered his stomach, a warm medicinal power spread out and slowly flowed along his meridians. Everywhere it passed, the walls of his meridians seemed to