Sanmao also began to grow listless, collapsing to the ground with a thud. The flame on its head even showed signs of going out.
Its large eyes stared pitifully at Wang Meng. "Master... I want to sleep..."
Wang Meng pulled Sanmao to him, shielding it with his Divine Sense. "Sanmao, do you remember the cultivation method I taught you? Sit with me!"
Wang Meng gritted his teeth. 'If I let up now, it'll all be over.'
'I can't die here!'
As his Divine Sense emerged, the Celestial Fire Cauldron burst with radiant light. Its color deepened from golden-yellow to a brilliant emerald, overflowing with abundant vitality. Even just standing beside the cauldron, one could feel the vibrant energy.
The middle-aged cultivator was stunned. '...What's going on?'
'Could he actually be refining a Longevity Pill???'
If this weren't his own Life Artifact, he would have suspected he was hallucinating.
'No, I can't miss such a great opportunity. I have to stabilize the medicinal properties!'
