Zishu spent two hours completely refining the fire within the wood, and then used the fire within the wood to temper his meridians and true essence again, making his foundation even more perfect.
Ye Liusha's favor was too great; he would definitely heal him as soon as possible, and incidentally, his impression of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect would improve a little bit as well.
The original earth fire has now been pushed aside by the wood fire, trembling and looking like it will be eaten by the wood fire sooner or later.
Zishu took out the Supreme Deity and began refining pills. He had exchanged so many spiritual herbs today that he could start refining many pills. In addition, he had successfully refined the Wood Fire. Zishu was in a very good mood.
Although it was my first time using wood-fire to refine pills, and my movements weren't very skilled, I still managed to successfully complete the pill refining process, and the quality was quite good.
Pill Tribulations appeared one after another in mid-air. Zishu spent a full day and a half refining pills before stopping. With so many spiritual herbs to support him, Zishu's pill refining skills improved considerably.
After putting away the pills and the Supreme Being, Zishu slowly stood up. Seeing Ye Liusha still guarding the entrance of the cave, he felt a surge of emotion: "Thank you for your hard work. Have you taken your medicine on time and soaked in the spiritual liquid?"
Night Sands nodded.
Zishu checked his pulse and nodded; Ye Liusha had not lied.
"Come on, come with me for a walk." I hope those geniuses won't cause any trouble.
"Master Zishu, you have finally emerged from seclusion."
"Master Zishu, would you like to exchange more spiritual herbs? I still have some here."
"Zishu, could you please take a look at my senior brother's injuries? They seem to have worsened."
"Master Zishu, ..."
As soon as Zishu went out, he was surrounded by people. He touched his nose and said, "Quiet down, everyone." Then he took out a soft chair, a wooden sign, a pen and ink from his space and began to write and draw.
"These are the pills currently available and their prices. You can buy or exchange them if you need them."
In this way, the types, inventory, quality, and prices of the pills are all clearly known, which is very convenient.
The twenty or thirty pills were quickly exchanged, and Zishu put away the tokens and spiritual herbs: "That concludes today's pill exchange. Anyone who needs them can place a custom order."
"I."
"And me too."
Zishu handed the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone to Ye Liusha: "Here you go. Please register everything clearly for me. I'll go check on their injuries."
Ye Liusha nodded coldly. Many people recognized Ye Liusha but dared not say anything. The Ten Thousand Swords Sect was full of madmen, and Ye Liusha was the most outstanding among them; who would dare to offend him? One by one, they obediently lined up, registered the pills they needed, and then found a place to heal their injuries.
They weren't stupid; none of them were some peerless geniuses who could suppress an era. Now that the second competition had reached its final stage, with their strength, would going out just be giving away points? It was better to stay here peacefully. With Alchemist Zishu around, no one dared to cause trouble. And now, with the addition of Ye Liusha, the god of death, even fewer people would be foolish enough to want to court death.
Master Zishu even promised to customize pills for them—what an honor! They should just focus on their cultivation and wait. With the pills, perhaps they could live a few more days?
Therefore, this group of disciples obediently led the area in meditation and cultivation, or amicably sparred with each other, eagerly waiting for Zishu to refine the pills. They were also wise not to choose to order grade nine pills. Firstly, they didn't have enough grade nine spiritual herbs, and secondly, each batch of grade nine pills would take several days to refine. If something went wrong during those days, the pills might be ruined, and they would feel bad about wasting the medicinal materials.
Zishu returned to his temporary cave dwelling and brought Ye Liusha in as well. He took out his white jade table and prepared to eat.
Shredded chicken, four-happiness meatballs, big plate chicken, sweet and sour fish, minced pork and eggplant, and braised pork knuckle were laid out on the table in abundance, making one's mouth water and one's fingers itch to eat.
Ye Liusha's usually expressionless face showed a hint of joy. Zishu waved, "What are you standing there for? Come and eat." He then took out a bottle of spirit wine and a quilt from his spatial storage, preparing to drink with Ye Liusha. It seemed he truly considered Ye Liusha a friend.
Ye Liusha silently tore off two chicken legs and began to gnaw on them, one on the left and one on the right, his face covered in oil. Zishu was so angry that his vision blurred. These heartless bastards from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect didn't even leave him a single chicken leg. He felt so sad. He grabbed a braised pork knuckle and started gnawing on it.
"How about it?"
"tasty."
"You're lucky, this was prepared by your junior sister herself (just kidding)."
"If Ye Xi can cook, that's good." None of the Wan Jian Sect members can cook; they only know how to practice swordsmanship. When they go out and catch prey, they eat roasted meat with some wild fruit.
“Yes.” Zishu said proudly, pouring two cups of spirit wine: “Try it.”
"Good wine." Drinking is generally forbidden in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. He had drunk this kind of high-grade spiritual wine before, but not much. He didn't expect Zishu to have it. Ye Liusha thought about whether he could see what else he had and exchange some with Zishu.
"This was also brewed by my junior sister, isn't it good!"
Ye Liusha's lips twitched: "Where is Ye Xiruo?" Instead of looking for Zishu, he's getting too cocky. Let's just go find Ye Xiruo and exchange them!
"In Tianjiao City!"
"very good."
Zishu was a little confused and glared at Ye Liusha: "Junior Sister is still young, don't try anything with her."
Ye Liusha silently munched on his chicken leg. "Which eye of yours saw that I was trying to make a move on Ye Xiruo?" he asked. "Nothing of the sort," Ye Liusha replied.
"That's good, otherwise I might poison you."
Ye Liusha's face stiffened; there was simply no way to have a proper conversation.
"Just kidding, eat more, these dishes are good for your injuries too."
"Mm." Ye Liusha didn't know what politeness meant. Besides, he had been in the secret realm for so many days, roasting meat every day, and sometimes eating it raw when he didn't have time. He was fed up. Finally, he was eating such delicious food. If he could still resist, he wouldn't be human, he would be an immortal.
Ye Liusha quickly began devouring the dishes on the table, and Zishu, seeing this, also began to eat voraciously. The two of them were practically blurring each other's hands.
Hua Rong watched as Zi Shu and Ye Liu Sha fought over food inside, and realized she was getting hungry too. She looked at Ye Xi Ruo and asked, "Little Ye Zi, do you have any more chickens?"
"No." Ye Xiruo picked up a osmanthus cake from the telecom plate and stuffed it into Hua Rong's mouth: "Have some cake to tide you over first, then we'll have dinner."
Hua Rong looked quite aggrieved: "It looks delicious."
"Foolish! Senior Brother always eats like that, isn't he? Poor kid, he hasn't eaten for several meals and he's starving. It's really pitiful! Next time we go in, we must bring more food."
"That makes sense."
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