" Nightcrypt ...." Song Junwan murmured, standing up. As she looked at Yan Xiaobao, worry was evident in her eyes. He had become much thinner, with slightly sunken cheeks, appearing just flesh and bones. However, his eyes shone with brilliant light.
He looked at Song Junwan and nodded. Before he could speak, he said: "I need to craft some pills!"
He needed to subconsciously absorb information and apply it urgently to pill crafting, so he could firmly remember the feeling of All-Purpose Plants and vegetation techniques. In the eyes of all attendees, he flew towards Half Mountain Peak. Even the clan leaders on Ancestor Peak watched him leave with faces full of expectation.
Returning to his Immortal Cave, he immediately entered quiet meditation. He didn't have many plants and vegetation with him now, but he crafted a pill furnace without hesitation and began to concoct, not Spiritual Medicine, but ordinary plants and herbal medicine.
