The Ye Family estate.
"Aunt Ye, don't get distracted again. This is when you need to form the pill. If you keep fiddling with it, the medicine will solidify."
After instructing Ye Qingxian, Ji Hongchen reached out to correct her posture and her pill-forming technique.
Ye Qingxian nodded.
Feeling the warmth of his fingertips, she blushed faintly.
Before long, the pill was complete.
"Sorry for the trouble, Hongchen. Without you, I probably couldn't have refined this Meridian-Pulsing Pill."
Ye Qingxian giggled.
Every movement brimmed with charm, carrying a touch of mature allure that Ye Lingling lacked.
Ji Hongchen waved it off.
"You have some talent, Aunt Ye. You just need to reinforce your technique and practice forming pills, and you'll be fine."
As he spoke, Ji Hongchen looked over at Ye Lingling, noticing the sweat on her forehead and her pill refinement teetering on the brink of failure.
He hurried behind her and steadied her arms.
"Follow my movements."
"At this stage, don't use your mental power just to watch it condense. Feel whether the medicinal liquids have blended together first, then decide whether to form the pill."
Ye Lingling nodded, her little face full of stubborn determination.
Her mother could do it, so she could too.
A moment later, two pitch-black pills flew out of the Pill Furnace.
"You still formed them too late, but they meet the low-grade standard. This is already very good for your first attempt, Lingling."
"I understand, Brother Hongchen."
Ye Lingling nodded obediently.
Lately, Ji Hongchen had set aside time every day to teach Ye Lingling and her mother pill refinement. Ye Lingling was now making rapid progress, and pill refinement would become one of the Ye Family's main sources of income in the future.
"Go get some rest, Aunt Ye. It's late, and