Hearing Xiao Tian's words, Xuan Yi stopped. As soon as she turned around, she saw something floating in front of her and instinctively reached out to catch it.
She looked at the item in her hand; it was a luminous white vine-like medicinal herb.
Xuan Yi recognized it at a glance as Heavenly Spirit Jade Vine, a very rare herb used to treat souls.
It was also a main ingredient for the seventh-rank pill, Soul Gathering Pill, and was generally a hard-to-find medicinal herb.
Moreover, she noticed clear signs that it had been freshly picked not long ago.
Just as she was about to say something, Xiao Tian's gentle voice came, "You should refine it first. Recovering your soul is the priority."
Though soft, the voice carried an unyielding firmness that brooked no refusal.
Xuan Yi's fingertips trembled slightly, then she clenched the Jade Vine in her hand, gently bit her lip, and looked deeply at Xiao Tian's back, which was turned away from her.
She thought to herself: *He said he had no cultivation, but if he had no cultivation, how could he get this thing? Generally, such medicinal herbs are guarded by powerful demonic beasts. Just you wait, sooner or later I will uncover all your secrets, and then we will see how arrogant you can be.*
Xuan Yi's heart stirred. After a moment of silence, she finally nodded gently, "Alright."
She said no more, returned to the stone bed, sat cross-legged, and carefully held the Heavenly Spirit Jade Vine in her palm.
Immediately, she circulated her cultivation technique, guiding her Dou Qi slowly into it.
In an instant, the vine glowed brightly, like moonlight pouring down, and wisps of pure soul power overflowed from the vine, merging into her Sea of Consciousness like a trickling stream.
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Time slowly passed in the quiet cave; everyone was doing their own thing, and only the faint sound of Dou Qi energy flowing slowly echoed.
Two hours later, Xuan Yi felt some movement nearby. Opening her eyes, she saw Xiao Ling sitting on the ground, with various medicinal herbs laid out in front of her.
Her eyes could not help but show a hint of curiosity as she slowly got up and walked over to Xiao Ling.
At this moment, Xiao Ling was carefully counting the medicinal herbs. Then, feeling the light blocked, she looked up and saw Xuan Yi approaching.
"Little Ling'er, why are you not cultivating? Why are you laying out so many medicinal herbs here?"
Not far away, Xiao Tian heard the sound and slowly opened his eyes. Turning his head, he saw Xuan Yi with her back to him, squatting in front of Xiao Ling.
Xiao Tian's eyes held appreciation as he looked at Xuan Yi, who was squatting with her back to him not far away. He could not help but sigh; she was indeed one of the top-tier figures in terms of physique. Even his loose robe still struggled to conceal her curvaceous and graceful figure.
Xuan Yi also noticed Xiao Tian, and she turned her head slightly to glance at him. From his eyes, she saw only appreciation for beauty, unlike other men who would harbor desire and lewdness.
After glancing at him, she ignored him and continued to look at Xiao Ling, who was still diligently sorting the medicinal herbs in front of her.
"I am preparing medicinal herbs to refine pills, Aunt Xuan. How are you feeling now? Are you better?" Xiao Ling finished counting the herbs, narrowed her eyes, and asked Xuan Yi with a sweet smile on her face.
"Almost. You know how to refine pills?" Xuan Yi stroked Xiao Ling's small head. These two little girls were not only beautiful, but also had such high cultivation at such a young age, and spoke so sweetly. She absolutely adored them.
After hearing Xiao Ling's words, she carefully examined the medicinal herbs on the ground. As an eighth-rank peak Alchemist, she could naturally infer what kind of pill would be refined from the herbs.
As she examined them, a look of surprise gradually appeared on her face. She picked up a blue fruit called Spirit Soul Fruit and looked intently at Xiao Ling. "Are you going to refine a third-rank pill, Soul Cultivation Pill?"
"Yes, Aunt Xuan, you are amazing! You can even guess that," Xiao Ling said, feigning admiration.
"You little clever one, only your mouth is sweet, unlike some people whose mouths never speak a single truth."
As Xuan Yi spoke, she glanced at Xiao Tian, who was sitting idly, propping his cheek with his hand.
Xiao Tian pointed to himself, as if asking, *Can this also be about me?*
Xiao Tian had stopped cultivating to protect Xiao Ling; she was still too young, and sometimes she would make mistakes while refining.
"Hehe..." Xiao Ling looked at the two of them and could not help but giggle. Then she said to Xuan Yi, "Aunt Xuan, I am going to start."
Xuan Yi did not hesitate; she stood up directly and retreated more than ten steps. She was also very curious about Xiao Ling's alchemy skills. Three years old, Dou Huang realm, Third-Rank Alchemist—this talent was simply unheard of, and if word got out, it would be enough to make many people feel ashamed and want to commit suicide.
Born at the pinnacle of others' lives, this was the boundary between a prodigy and an ordinary person.
Under Xuan Yi's surprised gaze, the golden-red bracelet on Xiao Ling's wrist transformed into a golden-red medicinal cauldron.
It was her first time seeing such a bracelet item that could transform into a medicinal cauldron. Although curious, she chose not to ask about it now.
A deep blue flame appeared in Xiao Ling's hand. She controlled this flame to enter the medicinal cauldron through its opening.
This flame was precisely the Sub flame of Life Spirit Flame that Xiao Tian had given her for alchemy.
Compared to other flames, the Life Spirit Flame was relatively gentle. Under the forceful suppression of Xiao Tian, Xiao Ling had successfully subdued it.
"This is the Life Spirit Flame?" Xuan Yi recognized at a glance that the flame in Xiao Ling's hand was the Life Spirit Flame, ranked fifth on the strange fire ranking list.
She had not expected Xiao Ling to possess a different fire, and in her perception, Xiao Ling's flame was most likely a sub-flame of Life Spirit Flame.
Xiao Ling, with a serious expression, controlled the flame to calcine and refine the medicinal herbs.
Xuan Yi carefully observed every step Xiao Ling took. She found that Xiao Ling's control over the flame was extremely precise; even a sixth-rank Alchemist could not achieve her level of flame control.
About an hour later, Xiao Ling slapped the medicinal cauldron, and the lid flew off. A blue pill fell into her hand.
She let out a soft breath; this was her first time refining a third-rank high-grade pill.
She looked at Xiao Tian, who smiled and nodded at her a few times, his smile containing a very clear sense of praise.
Seeing Xiao Tian's approval, Xiao Ling's face showed relief and a heartfelt smile.
She took the pill directly to Xuan Yi and handed it to her. "Aunt Xuan, this is for you to eat." Xiao Ling's voice was clear, still carrying a slight panting aftertaste from refining the pill.
Hearing Xiao Ling's words, Xuan Yi froze in place.
For her... to eat?
Refined... for her?