Stepping into his rental apartment, Zhao Yuan went straight to the windowsill to check on the Soul-Stabilizing Incense and Bone Refining Pills that had been left in the night wind. Although most of them were still damp, a few had air-dried. He picked out the dry ones, leaving the rest to continue drying on the sill. Then, he took out a packet of powdered Blood Circulation Soup, poured it into a wooden tub, and added boiled water.
As soon as the hot water hit the wooden tub, it immediately stirred up clouds of steam, making it feel as if he were in a dense fog, unable to see left or right. At the same time, the hot water activated the medicinal powder, releasing a strong, pungent fragrance. Just smelling it made the qi and blood in Zhao Yuan's body begin to surge.
After taking off his clothes, Zhao Yuan lit a stick of Soul-Stabilizing Incense. After a moment's thought, he lit two more.
