A day and a night passed quietly.
Once Ling Changqing successfully formed the last few Spirit Techniques, a low rumble echoed from within the tall Pill Furnace as its heavy lid slowly rose.
Milky-white Spiritual Qi surged out, tumbling and gathering at the ceiling into a massive, Lingzhi-shaped cloud.
A few moments later, a rich medicinal aroma filled the room. From within the Spiritual Mist, over twenty thumb-sized, light-green Elixir Pills slowly emerged.
Tang Qiu Yao, with practiced ease, cast the Object Control Spirit Technique, drawing the Nourishing Essence and Spirit Pills over one by one and sealing them securely in a Pill Bottle.
"Excellent. Your skill in the Alchemy Dao is getting better and better, Junior Brother!"
Ling Qiyue praised, her expression full of delight.
"It's all thanks to your excellent guidance, Senior Sister!"
Ling Changqing said warmly.
