As an unrivaled aid for exploring the Fire Vein, this pill would come in handy when he visited An Ling tomorrow.
Besides, even after giving half to Uncle Flame Carp, he still had quite a few Fire Fruits left.
The Pill Formula for the Fire-Resisting Pill had been recorded in the booklet Long Yan gave him back then. If he needed more, he could simply refine another batch.
With that matter planned out as well, Jiang Yan tidied up, took out Uncle Flame Carp's scale, and sat on it to resume his cultivation.
He had to admit that having Desire Corpse Daoist as a whetstone had greatly increased the pressure on him.
During his time at the Blowing Fire Daoist Arena, he had done nothing but cultivate every day. Although nothing had happened, it had also cost Jiang Yan his sense of urgency.
Now that he had abruptly returned to East River Town, despite the many trump cards he carried, Jiang Yan still had no confidence in dealing with Desire Corpse. At most, he had some ideas about dealing with Jiang Chi.
Yet in such surroundings, even his cultivation seemed to progress thirty percent faster.
Jinbao and Yanbao seemed to have been spurred on by him as well, lying on the scale and absorbing Spiritual Qi together.
The night passed without incident.
The next day, Jiang Yan opened his eyes, still seated cross-legged.
Despite cultivating all night, there was no weariness in his eyes. Instead, they shone with vigor.
He stood and pushed open the window. Along the street, quite a few people had already begun going about their business.
Workers and errand boys bustled about the restaurants and teahouses.
Jiang Yan casually looked around and was about to withdraw his gaze when he happened to catch a figure in