Cui Jianshui occasionally came over with pastries and spirit food she had made herself.
All these changes had begun after Lin Changheng broke through to the second-tier pill dao.
Perhaps if I let a few benefits slip her way, or reached Foundation Establishment, her eagerness would exceed all expectations. Lin Changheng could understand that well enough.
After all, a beautiful female cultivator who could flourish in such a vast immortal city was unlikely to lack the knack for dancing gracefully in long sleeves.
Even he had to rely on connections and cultivate goodwill far and wide.
With matters essentially settled, Lin Changheng also sent a message through his communication jade talisman to the Foundation Establishment cultivator surnamed Qian, informing him that all three principal ingredients for the Foundation Establishment Pill had been gathered. They tentatively agreed to fire up the furnace in six months.
He would notify them of the exact date later, when they would meet.
Over the following stretch of time,
Lin Changheng became even more of a recluse, never stepping beyond either his front gate or his inner door.
With only six months left before the furnace was fired up, he had an enormous amount to prepare.
Pill refining alone required him to thoroughly digest the Pill Formula, familiarize himself with the techniques, and finish ripening the [nine-leaf violet cinnabar fungus], which had only just grown its ninth leaf.
Beyond preparing to refine pills, Lin Changheng also needed to swiftly complete his preparations for Foundation Establishment.
A Foundation Establishment Pill in his possession would be a hot potato.
It might draw covetous eyes, and someone might even take a desperate risk.
After all, however good the immortal city's security was, it could not guarantee absolute safety in every respect. Nor was this a game-like world from his