「Three days later, early in the morning.」
Four guards carried a large cauldron into Yuehua Small Building.
Ye Qianning heard the commotion and jogged outside. The guards carried the cauldron into her room, then bowed and departed.
She circled the large cauldron a few times and patted it with her small hands. 'Not bad. It's a quality item.'
'It's not much different from the cauldron in my past life's organization. Dad is really capable to have gotten something this good in such a short time.'
'Many ancients used Alchemy Furnaces to refine pills, but I don't think any of them are as good as a large cauldron.'
Ye Qianning closed the door and stored the large cauldron in her space. For some reason, the moment it entered, a sudden weight seemed to crash down in her mind. A wave of dizziness washed over her, and she had to lean on a table for a moment to recover.
