Tang Changsheng nodded slightly. In theory, it was possible, but in practice, the resources required were staggering—thousands, even tens of thousands of times more than refining a Golden Elixir.
Naturally, Tang Changsheng was not foolish enough to say anything so discouraging.
"All right, go and rest. The servants have already prepared your rooms..." Lu Yuanzhen said.
The two acknowledged him. Seeing a trace of weariness on Lu Yuanzhen's face, neither dared disturb him further.
Tang Changsheng and his companion had been through more than enough by then. Both were exhausted in body and mind.
Servants led them away separately to bathe, wash up, and rest.
This had once been Marquis Wu's Residence, after all. It was well equipped and had plenty of servants. Before long, someone had prepared a large tub of hot water for Tang Changsheng's bath.
As he lay in the warm water, his whole body went limp, and drowsiness clouded his thoughts.
Tang Changsheng knew he had exhausted himself through continuous fighting. Rest alone would take far too long to restore him.
Once cultivators began Essence Refining into Qi, they were no longer comparable to ordinary people. A fundamental change had already begun.
He swallowed two Spirit-Nourishing Pills. A warm current rose within him, completed a circuit, and flowed into the Heavenly Heart in his Sea of Consciousness.
The Heavenly Heart, which had grown dim, brightened again as it was replenished.
Spirit-Nourishing Pills were of little use to a Yang Spirit True Person like Lu Yuanzhen, but for a cultivator at Tang Changsheng's level, they were immensely valuable—marvelous Divine Pills that aided cultivation...
After he refined just two Pills, the Heavenly Heart was full again, casting its light over the Spirit Terrace. Unnoticed, the Spirit Terrace had expanded beyond three zhang once more.
But when he examined