The Taixu Eight Extremes Furnace is indeed extraordinary.

It's just a pity about these materials.

The Heavenly Ginseng Fruit, the Spirit Marrow, the Langmu Leaves, and the True Soil—any one of these is a priceless treasure that is hard to find.

Especially the Heavenly Ginseng Fruit; they only had two in total, and now only one remains.

Shang Yanting stared at the dregs of medicine on the ground, his lips pressed tightly together.

"I'll go and take another look at the recipe for the Primordial Primordial Elixir."

He had been studying that palm-sized book with only five pages for over a month, and Jia Xitong could recite its contents by heart.

There's no need to look further; he's just hesitating.

"Dear host, keep practicing while you're still getting the hang of it."

Jia Xitong chimed in, "Failure is the mother of success. Who doesn't fail a few times and have their furnace explode a few times when refining elixirs?"

"But there's only one ginseng fruit left."

"One is fine. We're not going to eat it anyway, and we'll definitely find more later."

Jia Xitong spread her hands, looking like she had plenty of money. "Besides, didn't you say before that only things that are used can be considered to have fulfilled their value?"

Shang Yanting: "When did you say that?"

“The paper on which I drew incantations when we first escaped.”

Jia Xitong patted his head, "You've forgotten all that? It was all thanks to my talisman that your limbs were healed!"

"You have a pretty good memory."

Shang Yanting smiled happily before explaining, "I really am going to check if there are any omissions in the manual, not that I'm giving up on alchemy."

(End of this chapter)

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