Li Ping'an took some medicinal ingredients out of his Storage Ring, then took the pot off Old Ox.
He began brewing the ingredients, tasting them from time to time as they simmered.
A healer healed himself.
Li Ping'an and Old Ox had already consulted the records. Witchcraft Gu Land was full of Poison Insects and Poison Scorpions, with poisons from exotic flowers and unusual herbs, as well as poisons from all sorts of venomous insects and creatures.
Some looked bizarre but were rare medicinal ingredients, while others looked perfectly ordinary but carried a certain toxicity.
Relying on the red fate, "Benevolent Healer,"
Li Ping'an had already attained a certain proficiency in medicine, so his first reason for going this time was to earn Spirit Stones.
His second was to find some medicinal ingredients.
Li Ping'an planned to prepare a prescription to strengthen his body.
His cultivation over these past days had left him slightly depleted inside.
Cultivation had never been something accomplished in a single bound.
Besides getting enough nourishment from food, he also needed to temper his body.
He needed to make his body stronger so he could get through the days ahead more smoothly.
And whatever he could not consume himself, he could sell for Spirit Stones.
Two birds with one stone.
As Li Ping'an brewed the medicine, Old Ox held a brush beside him, writing and taking notes.
The man and ox worked together in perfect harmony.
It drew strange looks from several of the others.
Shushan had plenty of spirit beasts, but one this strange was still... somewhat rare.
The dark night was like boundless thick ink smeared heavily across the horizon, without even the faint glimmer of a star.
Almost all the disciples from Flying Boat Mountain were cultivating with their eyes closed.
Li Ping'an,