Xiao Tianhao's residence.
Inside the alchemy room.
Blazing flames rose within the pill furnace as Xiao Tianhao sat cross-legged on the floor, his hands continuously forming spell seals.
Today, he was refining a pill that nourished the body, called the Mystic Essence Marrow-Warming Pill.
With a flick of his left hand, three plump Spirit-Nurturing Fruits landed precisely inside the furnace. The alchemical flame gradually weakened, turning orange-yellow.
Under the heat of the flame, the Spirit-Nurturing Fruits slowly shriveled, their juices condensing into three crystal-clear drops of liquid. A sweet, refreshing fragrance soon drifted from the furnace.
He then added Marrow-Warming Herb, and the liquid inside the furnace quickly became a cloud of pale golden medicinal mist.
Once the mist condensed back into translucent droplets, Xiao Tianhao swiftly added evergreen vine.
A moment later, he beckoned toward the furnace with his palm-three pills the size of pigeon eggs landed in his hand.
Fine patterns of warm light floated across their surfaces. They felt like warm jade, and even before he swallowed one, a faint warmth spread from his fingertips toward his limbs.
After placing the pills in a jade bottle, Xiao Tianhao let out a long breath, stood up, opened the door, and headed toward Little Wan'er's room.
It was already dark outside.
Moonlight streamed through the doorway into the room. Xiao Ning'er and Huyan Lanruo were sitting beside the bed, keeping Little Wan'er company and talking with her.
Just as Xiao Tianhao reached the doorway, he heard several bursts of laughter. Xiao Ning'er was the first to notice him coming in.
She smiled and called out, "Tianhao."
Xiao Tianhao smiled and nodded in return, then crouched beside the bed and looked at Little Wan'er. "Are you feeling better, Wan'er?"
A sweet smile appeared on Little Wan'er's haggard face as she