Never underestimate how quickly an alchemist could earn cultivation resources and Spirit Stones. That alchemists were practically dripping with wealth was common knowledge in the cultivation world, and everyone envied their status.
If not for Ruo's talent threshold, everyone would probably have wanted to refine pills themselves rather than let someone else make a fortune off them.
Thus, Dan Ruo was certain that as long as Jiang Yang was willing to wait, the Pill Furnace would be hers and hers alone.
"In that case, it's settled."
Seeing her sincerity, Jiang Yang made the decision.
Dan Ruo was delighted too, her oval face brimming with smiles. She was deeply taken with this pill furnace. Barring any mishaps, it could accompany her for the rest of her life; if she never attempted to break through to the Purple Mansion, she could use it until her lifespan ran out without any trouble.
Jiang Yang thought for a moment, then added, afraid she might be too impatient:
"There's no need to rush, though. Right now, building your immortal foundation is your greatest priority. Everything else must be set aside for the time being."
"Mm!"
Dan Ruo nodded gently and said:
"My master told me the same thing. Thank you for your concern, Young Master Jiang."
The Foundation Establishment process was perilous, and no one could guarantee success, so no amount of care was excessive.
Jiang Yang waved a hand, then said:
"All right, I won't disturb your qi gathering any longer. I'll be on my way."
Dan Ruo gathered her long sleeves, her crimson robe falling as softly as rippling water. She bowed slightly and cupped her hands.
"Take care, young master. Forgive me for not seeing you farther."
A gentle breeze stirred, and Jiang Yang rose into the air, standing upon empty space