Below the herb-covered hillside, Zhu Yi followed the mountain path down and found a clear, warm spring.
The mountainside was gloomy and desolate, but the spring water below the hillside was unusually warm and clear. Unlike the dark and unfathomable lake below the Netherworld Bridge, this small spring seemed to be full of vitality.
In the vast mountains and forests, this clear and warm spring is like the "eye" of the yin and yang symbol.
"Junior Sister, is this okay?" Wei Weiwei was a little uneasy. She wasn't sure if the clay she and her junior sister were making together would work.
"This is my first time playing with clay, and it seems kind of fun!"
"Weiwei is very skillful!" Xue Shan encouraged Wei Weiwei. "It already looks like a small medicine stove!"
"Yes, yes, if we make several of different thicknesses, we'll surely be able to fire some that are usable!" Zhu Yi thought with delight.
She secretly calculated the firing temperature of the porcelain. To maintain a high temperature of 1,600 degrees Celsius, would she have enough spiritual energy?
"But none of us have experience burning these things..." After the joy, Weiwei became worried again. There was a thin layer of sweat on the girl's rosy face, and her eyes were surprisingly bright.
Zhu Yi had already set up a temporary kiln, and was checking for any omissions while holding a "Porcelain Firing Guide".
"It's alright. Failure is the mother of success. Fail a few times, record them carefully, and you'll be constantly avoiding pitfalls and refining your production plan..."
"Junior Sister is amazing! Can your recording method be used in alchemy?" Under Zhu Yi's encouragement, Wei Weiwei suddenly found this research very interesting.
Zhu Yi took a moment to look at Xue Shan's stiff muscles: "Sister Shan, just bear with it a little longer. I think the medicinal herbs here should be able to make an antidote to completely neutralize your corpse poison."
Xue Shan was pleasantly surprised: "Really? Junior Sister, the Vitality Pill you refined is quite good. I feel much better now!"
"Hmm, I found some herbs on the hillside for making Yin-Melting Pills. Although they are a bit different from the herbs outside, they look pretty good. We can give it a try."
Zhu Yi was also a little apprehensive, after all, this was just her initial idea.
Seemingly sensing her worry, Xue Shan patted Zhu Yi's shoulder: "Junior Sister, you're already very capable! It's okay if you can't refine the antidote right away. I feel good after eating some more glutinous rice porridge!"
"I will do my best. If I really can't refine the antidote, I can only refine more Vitality Pills for you. Once we return to the sect, I'll go into the alchemy room and dismantle the zombie leader!"
The zombie leader inside the Brahma Lamp shuddered deeply upon hearing Zhu Yi's words: "Huh! He's just a human cultivator, I can bite him if I want! But he even wants to tear me apart! Human cultivators are truly ruthless!"
The younger zombies beside them looked sadly at their beloved leader...
Zhu Yi, of course, had no idea that her words had made the zombies restless. She was standing in front of the earthen kiln, manipulating the ghostly blue mermaid pearl and controlling the ghostly fire.
Wei Weiwei and Xue Shan were adding firewood to the fire.
Wisps of smoke rose from the chimneys, giving the impression that there were actually people living deep in the mountains and forests even within the gloomy Yin Soldier Realm.
This strange rural atmosphere enveloped the three sisters. Zhu Yi felt as if she had opened the door to a new world. In this eerie, gloomy, cold, and dark place, she actually felt a sense of how labor creates a better life.
In the distance, a few birds chirped, curiously observing the little figures working: "Someone actually made it to the third level, Youyao Slope. If they can really refine the pills, can we take advantage of them breaking out and leave this place too?"
"Is it fun outside?"
"I don't know, but I don't want to stay stuck here any longer, it's too boring..."
A few little black birds chirped and chattered, wondering if the outside world would be more interesting.
"But I sensed the aura of the Blue Feather Golden Claw Eagle on that cultivator!" The little black bird said sadly.
The eagle is eating the little bird. It's scared; it'll be safer to stay nestled here!
One by one, light green lotus-shaped spells landed on the azure blue mermaid pearl. Zhu Yi used the azure blue mermaid pearl as a medium to control the degree of burning of the Netherworld Fire inside the small earthen kiln.
When the wood elemental energy transformed into a small lotus flower and passed by the Netherworld Ghost Fire, it spun several times, circled around a few times, and then gradually and tentatively merged into the Netherworld Ghost Fire, becoming burning energy.
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While performing her spell, Zhu Yi also had the leisure to listen to the conversation of the little black birds in the distance.
She chuckled softly: "Is the Eagle King really that powerful?"
"What is Junior Sister saying?" Wei Weiwei asked.
"No, I was just marveling at how amazing your two little eagle cubs are!" Zhu Yi calculated the time, and when the ghostly blue flames had burned all the firewood in the kiln to ashes, she withdrew her spiritual energy, drank some tea, and ate some vegetable rice balls to replenish her strength.
After a short rest, Zhu Yi slowly opened the earthen kiln.
The makeshift earthen kiln was not very complicated. Zhu Yi simply piled up suitable soil to seal it, put the different clay molds inside, and then lit a fire.
Although it may seem a bit crudely made, Zhu Yi still considers it a product made with conscience.
"Junior Sister, can we start firing the kiln now?" Wei Weiwei asked excitedly, eager to see how her clay toys were doing.
The surface of the pristine white porcelain is smooth and delicate, as pure as snow.
Zhu Yi suddenly felt inspired and recited two lines of Du Fu's poem: "Your family's white porcelain is better than frost and snow, please send it to my humble abode."
"Junior Sister. You can also compose poetry?" Wei Weiwei's eyes darted around as her delicate hands carefully caressed the white porcelain alchemy furnace.
She was holding a pill-refining furnace the size of a washbasin in her arms. After carefully examining it, she confirmed that the furnace was well-fired and couldn't wait to show it to Zhu Yi so she could see if it could be used to refine medicine.
"These aren't quite right; either they have cracks or the clay blanks deformed when they were placed in..."
Just as Zhu Yi was feeling dejected, Weiwei handed her a perfectly intact alchemy furnace. Her eyes lit up: "We now have a very good chance of passing the third level!"
Xue Shan was also very excited. Although she didn't participate in molding the clay, she did help gather firewood, and she was filled with joy.
Wei Weiwei thought Zhu Yi would start refining pills immediately, and after running to get the best medicinal materials, she admired Zhu Yi's quick wit even more.
"Junior Sister! You even made bowls, plates, cups, and bottles?"
Rows of exquisitely crafted trinkets were laid out before Wei Weiwei, dazzling her. Her admiration for Zhu Yi grew even stronger.
Perhaps it was because her gaze was too intense that Zhu Yi felt a little uncomfortable. She coughed slightly and said, "I saw that we still had a lot of clay left, so while you were gathering firewood, I made some more kitchen utensils."
Wei Weiwei's eyes shone even brighter.
"Well, oh dear! We've come all this way, so of course we should bring back more things!" Zhu Yi didn't argue. "Let's stock up on these things first. After all, it's not easy to find such cold and damp materials outside. If we take them back and sell them, we might make a fortune!"
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