"All right!" Li Xiaoya answered as he stepped forward and reached into the gap. Sure enough, his fingers found a protrusion. He pressed hard, and a large square opening silently appeared in the enormous stone stele. Delighted, Li Xiaoya craned his head to look inside. The space was small, only seven or eight feet across. Some unknown substance had been used to coat everything dark gray. It was a little stone chamber, with numerous recessed shelves carved into its four walls and an assortment of bottles and jars resting on them. Some were made from the same material as the stele, while others looked no different from ordinary bottles.
A small stone pedestal stood in the middle of the Small Stone Chamber, supporting an exquisite Pill Furnace carved with strange birds and beasts. Several hides from unknown animals covered the floor.
The neatly fashioned Small Stone Chamber delighted Li Xiaoya, who had spent every day staring at the White Land and stone stele. He jumped inside and exclaimed happily, "Hahaha! Now this is a nice place! Old Feng, you had somewhere this good and never told me? That's hardly decent of you!"
"Hmph! I poured a great deal of effort into making this dwelling. How could I tell you about it so casually?" Feng Chenzi said coldly.
"Huh?!" Ignoring him, Li Xiaoya looked around, then fixed his gaze on the Pill Furnace. "Old Feng, you don't have any medicinal ingredients here. What do you need a Pill Furnace for?" he asked in puzzlement.
"Who says you can't practice alchemy without medicinal ingredients?" Feng Chenzi countered. Without wasting any more words on that, he continued, "However, I mainly use this Pill Furnace to refine the spiritual qi here. Cultivators at my level can survive on the spiritual qi of heaven and