Inside the pill furnace, the sphere-like medicinal liquid floated silently in midair. Its essence slowly revolved within, and starlight almost visible to the naked eye made it abundantly clear that this was no ordinary pill-refining art.
Seeing Elder Zhang about to walk up to the pill furnace, how could Zhang Xiaohua let him see all this? He immediately called out, "Elder Zhang, please wait."
Elder Zhang turned back in puzzlement and asked curiously, "Young Hero Ren, is something the matter?"
Smiling, Zhang Xiaohua pointed at the pill furnace. "Elder Zhang, do not get too close to the furnace. This is the crucial moment of nurturing the pill, and the temperature inside must remain stable. If you approach, you may affect the temperature around it. If that affects the surrounding temperature, it may affect the temperature inside the furnace, and if..."
After hearing several "ifs," Elder Zhang immediately retreated several steps. Only after reaching Zhang Xiaohua did he cautiously ask, "Is this distance sufficient?"
Seeing Elder Zhang's careful manner, Zhang Xiaohua was already laughing his head off inside, though he merely nodded solemnly. "Mm, this is best. Do not come any closer. If Elder Zhang has any questions, just ask me."
Elder Zhang felt utterly depressed. I haven't seen anything. Ever since you put in the ingredients, all I've seen is a pool of medicinal soup at the bottom of the furnace. What questions could I possibly have?
After racking his brains for a while, Elder Zhang hesitated. "This... Crimson Flame Pill, exactly how many years of cultivation can it increase?"
Zhang Xiaohua was startled. He truly had never considered that question. His jade slip only described the Meridian Nourishing Pill's effects—nourishing the meridians, nothing more. Where did it say anything about increasing cultivation? Even the scroll Elder Zhang had given