The Eye of Spiritual Qi in the Palace

Zhang Xuezhou had previously witnessed Zou Bugui using the precious cauldron to refine medicine.

He once thought that was the beginning of his contact with the world's advanced technology, but Zhang Xuezhou did not expect that starting point meant that it was unattainable.

The cauldron that Zou Bugui possessed was a treasured heirloom of the Yin-Yang School, and few people owned it.

At least Zheng Wukong of the Suspended Pot Sect did not possess such a cauldron, not even a slightly inferior one.

The Pill Cauldron in Zheng Wukong's alchemy Alchemy Chamber has no connection whatsoever with Law Artifact artifacts or Law Treasure. Its only advantage is that the Pill Cauldron is thick and can be used to knead a large number of pills at once.

Even with the addition of the Golden Crow Great Emperor's feathers, Zhang Xuezhou and the others couldn't be considered fast at brewing the medicine.

It will take at least two days for the Ten-Ingredient Tonic Pill to fully form.

This was a time that Wei Shao'er found hard to wait for.

Zhang Xuezhou had little affection for Wei Shao'er; the two were not related, and Wei Shao'er had even given him a near-fatal lesson.

As for the absurd things Wei Shao'er and Chen Zhang did, they were even more outrageous. If Chen Zhang were his buddy, Zhang Xuezhou would have cursed Wei Shao'er as a scumbag.

But Zhang Xuezhou seemed to see an alternative version of himself in Wei Shao'er.

Born into a poor family, possessing extraordinary fortuitous opportunity that are rare to ordinary people, resorting to any means to achieve his goals, and gambling with his life when pursuing his future, Zhang Xuezhou exhibits almost all of the characteristics of Wei Shao'er.

He couldn't help but feel a sense of shared sorrow, like a rabbit mourning the death of a fox.

"If Young Master Wei dies, these expensive medicines they sent won't be considered medical expenses; they might even take back the dregs!"

Having forced himself to find an excuse, Zhang Xuezhou also called out to the Holy Mother of Wudang, who was about to leave.

"How do you intend to use Spiritual Qi to refine elixirs?" asked the Holy Mother Wudang.

"You don't need to worry about that. I'm just borrowing this land for a bit. With my limited cultivation, I won't cause any problems," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"You do have some self-awareness!"

The Holy Mother of Wudang nodded in agreement.

This prompted Zhang Xuezhou to quickly grab a basin and pour the paste and medicinal soup from the cauldron into it.

"You surnamed Dongfang, are you trying to kill me? We only need to hold on for one more day to have a chance to get the elixir!"

Seeing Zhang Xuezhou carrying a basin, pouring out the ointment, and about to leave, Chunyu Tiying couldn't help but feel anxious.

She propped herself up, but before she could grab Zhang Xuezhou, she saw him push open the Alchemy Chamber Zhang Xuezhou run out.

"Yishuo, Yishuo, come along to refine pills!"

Zhang Xuezhou, carrying a basin, called out to Yi Shuo, who had rushed back to the Zheng family residence upon hearing the news of his recovery.

After returning home and retrieving his Qingyan wooden staff, Zhang Xuezhou quickly followed the Holy Mother of Wudang.

"Why is there one more person?" asked the Holy Mother of Wudang, frowning.

"She has a gourd that can be used for alchemy," Zhang Xuezhou said. "If I borrow such a treasure, not only will people suspect me of running away, but I also won't be able to compensate if I accidentally break it. It's safest to take her with me to refine pills right now. Besides, her teacher accepted a hundred gold coins for Wei Shao'er's consultation fee, so she can also lend a hand."

"Oh!"

The Holy Mother of Wudang responded softly.

Looking at Yi Shuo, whose face was delicate and somewhat timid, she felt as if she were seeing Wei Shao'er from several years ago.

His gaze swept over the gourd that Yi Shuo was holding in her arms, and then the Holy Mother of Wudang led the way.

The three walked one after the other in the alley of Laoshu Hutong. After walking about a hundred meters, Zhang Xuezhou's body fell with the Wudang Holy Mother and once again into an underground passage.

The familiar bronze chariot was waiting in the same spot.

Zhang Xuezhou easily boarded the car, while Yi Shuo squeezed in, making the three of them ride a little cramped.

"Yi Shuo, you're a bit stocky!"

Zhang Xuezhou looked at Yi Shuo beside him, then at the Holy Mother of Wudang on the other side. He finally felt that the Holy Mother of Wudang was also quite robust, but since she was the lord of a secret place, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't criticize her. He could only shrink back.

But only for a short moment, Zhang Xuezhou felt his body relax.

As his gaze swept over her, he saw that Yi Shuo had turned to the side, her body now a head taller than before, and she had lost some of her previous robust appearance.

"The bone-strengthening technique is excellent!"

The bronze carriage that the two of them were sharing now had three people crammed in, not to mention that Zhang Xuezhou was carrying a basin of ointment mixed with medicinal soup, which was naturally not a pleasant situation.

When her body relaxed as well, the Holy Mother of Wudang couldn't help but glance at Yishuo, her eyes filled with approval as she whispered to her.

She reached out and wiped the palace lantern on the bronze chariot, and the chariot then began to move.

In the pitch-black underground passage, the bronze chariot sped along like the wind, with gusts of cold wind and patches of darkness constantly assaulting the senses.

Yi Shuo stared wide-eyed at all this unfamiliar surroundings. There was no fear in her eyes, but rather an uncontrollable excitement.

Indeed, the world holds too many secrets she has never known. Yi Shuo dares to say that 99 percent of the people in Chang'an City are unaware that there are underground passages large enough to traverse.

She even realized that the horses in front of the carriage she was riding in were not made of flesh and blood, but were a combination of mechanisms and Law Treasure.

With just a quick comparison, Yi Shuo could tell that this seemingly beautiful woman was no ordinary person.

She didn't expect to befriend such a big shot whose background she knew nothing about, but Yi Shuo did stick closer to Zhang Xuezhou, thinking that following Zhang Xuezhou around blindly should be a good idea.

As she gazed into the endless darkness, Yi Shuo wondered what secret place lay ahead.

Even though Yi Shuo had some ideas, she didn't see anything familiar.

When the bronze chariot came to a stop, she could see a palace in the distance.

The heavy, massive stones exude the palace's authority, while the regularly laid floor tiles are a clear indication of its royal style.

She glanced around a few times, then obediently followed Zhang Xuezhou down from the carriage and followed behind.

"There's a Spiritual Qi eye in the inner sanctum. Go there if you need to borrow Spiritual Qi!"

The Holy Mother of Wudang led Zhang Xuezhou into the palace. She pointed to the wall, and a stone wall slowly moved, revealing a stone chamber behind it.

The stone chamber was extremely simple, with only a futon placed inside, making it seem somewhat desolate.

This may be the place where Our Lady of Wudang secluded herself.

"When I'm refining pills, can I use some Spiritual Qi to boost my cultivation? I want to make sure it doesn't interfere with the pill refining process!"

A faint fragrance wafted into his nostrils, and Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but touch his own pouch and then look at Yi Shuo's gourd.

"How long will it take you?" asked the Holy Mother of Wudang, frowning.

"It will take at least half an hour, or at most two hours. I guarantee I'll have the pills ready and back before dawn," Zhang Xuezhou assured him, patting his chest.

"Can!"

While Zhang Xuezhou was dealing with personal matters during his alchemy process, he made a guarantee regarding the time allotted and even had the confidence to refine a high-quality pill. This prompted the Holy Mother of Wudang to nod, indicating that Zhang Xuezhou should proceed as he saw fit.

"Let's go, Yishuo, let's go make medicine!"

The task of alchemy can be entirely entrusted to the gourd and the green rock staff.

Zhang Xuezhou walked excitedly. Looking at the palm-sized hole in the stone chamber that emitted Spiritual Qi, he felt that today he not only had to refine the Perfect Tonic Pill, but he also had to stuff all his Spirit-Forging Pill into the gourd, hoping to easily enter the Body Transformation Realm this time and keep up with his cultivation progress in reality.