Several days later, inside the cave abode.
Qin Ming held the Soul Return Pill formula Wei Wuyai had given him, his brows tightly furrowed as he studied it over and over.
He had more or less grasped most of the refining process, yet there were still several points where even he could not make up his mind.
"If I can't figure out those key points, then no matter how I refine it, failure will be the only outcome."
"No wonder Elder Yan of the Thunder Origin Sect wasted more than a dozen batches of materials for nothing and still gained nothing."
With that thought, Qin Ming took out a blank jade slip and copied the Soul Return Pill formula into it, then added a number of questions one after another.
He then placed a special spirit restriction upon the jade slip. Only a designated person could open it; otherwise, its contents could not be viewed.
After finishing this, Qin Ming stepped out of his cave abode and sent Wu Jiang a transmission.
Half the time it took to drink a cup of tea later.
Wu Jiang seemed to have just finished planting the fields. He ran over drenched in sweat and, upon reaching Qin Ming, asked with a cheerful grin, "Fellow Daoist Qin, what matter did you call me over for?"
"It's like this. I have something that needs you to make a trip and deliver it to Fellow Daoist Gu in Azure Sea Immortal City."
"Ah? Th-this..." Upon hearing this, Wu Jiang's formerly radiant expression immediately turned as bitter as a squash.
"What? Is there a problem?" Qin Ming deliberately asked with a stern expression.
"Hehe! N-no. If it's something Fellow Daoist Qin has ordered, then I, Old Wu, will climb mountains of blades and plunge into seas of