On the other side of the Cold Sea Continent.
At the Alchemy Office of the Supreme Clarity Palace.
Inside a Pill Refinery.
As the flames within the furnace faded completely, several perfectly round Treasure Pellets flew out and settled soundlessly in An Ziqing's palm.
A rich medicinal fragrance wafted toward him.
"...Good!"
He studied them intently for a moment, delight creeping into his eyes.
Another success!
After resting for the past few days, he had recovered from most of his injuries, and his alchemy techniques had continued to improve.
Perhaps it was because he had achieved a breakthrough in his state of mind.
Combinations of medicinal properties that had once required repeated study now came together smoothly after just a little experimentation.
Even the incantations he had found awkward to use were becoming effortless!
At this rate...
My current mastery of the Pill Dao probably ranks among the very best even among Path Opening Realm alchemists!
An Ziqing exhaled softly, put the Treasure Pellets into a jade bottle, and rose to leave the Pill Refinery.
"Palace Heir An."
Seeing him emerge, the Supreme Clarity Palace disciple responsible for registration hurriedly stood to greet him.
After settling the fee for that day's rental of the Pill Refinery, the disciple politely escorted him outside.
Yet as he watched that tall figure, brimming with vitality, walk away...
There was something rather odd in his gaze.
He had seen plenty of cultivators from other sects visit the Supreme Clarity Palace.
But this was the first time he had seen someone come to rent a refinery and make pills every single day!
"How did it go today?"
An Ziqing had only just left the Alchemy Office when he heard a familiar voice.
Meng Lian stood a short distance away, smiling and waving him over.
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