In Qingshuang Valley.
Chu Kuangren had finished gathering all the medicinal ingredients needed to refine the Spirit-Replenishing Pill in the valley. All that remained was the refining.
For this, he had specifically asked Saint Qingshuang to lend him her pill-refining chamber.
Inside the pill-refining chamber.
Chu Kuangren was refining pills, and waves of pill fragrance filled the air.
The Spirit-Replenishing Pill he was refining was a Saint Pill. Those capable of refining it across the entire Firmament Star could be counted on one hand.
At any rate, no one had been heard to have refined a Saint Pill in the past several thousand years.
Even Chu Kuangren needed to expend considerable effort to refine such a Saint Pill, and he had made extensive preparations for it.
Watching Chu Kuangren refine the pill, Saint Qingshuang's eyes revealed a trace of admiration. "What masterful technique."
Chu Kuangren's movements flowed like drifting clouds and running water, brimming with beauty.
Coupled with his transcendent bearing and appearance, watching him refine pills was nothing like the dull experience of watching other Alchemists.
It was like appreciating a work of art.
This was precisely what it meant for skill to approach the Dao.
As she watched, Saint Qingshuang gradually found herself drawn to Chu Kuangren's face, and her imagination began to wander.
Her face flushed slightly. Seeing the strange look Lan Yu cast her from beside her, she coughed twice. "Fellow Daoist Chu is refining a Saint Pill and should not be disturbed by outsiders. I'll go give some instructions and have people stay away as much as possible."
"Sorry for the trouble, Saint."
"It's only right."
After leaving the pill-refining chamber, Saint Qingshuang breathed a sigh of relief at the door.
She could not help shaking her head and sighing. "What a monster. My Dao