"Wait a minute!" Alarm bells rang in Qin Zhaoyue's mind. "Refining pills... they're probably not cheap, are they?"
Sui Mo said calmly, "Everything else is fine, but the main ingredient has to be aged; the older the ingredient, the better the effect."
"You've only just acquired a few old medicinal plants, and you've already set your sights on them before you've even had a chance to enjoy them?"
"Of course we can do without pills, but it will be difficult to advance our cultivation level further."
Originally, after the disaster relief trip, several of the sisters showed signs of breakthroughs, and with the accumulation of time over the past few days...
"Alas... without the support of elixirs, it will be difficult," Sui Mo sighed softly.
"But it's alright. We can only do what our cultivation level allows. We can still contend with fifth and sixth graders."
Holy crap!
"Threatening me? Are you threatening me?"
“This servant dares not accept bribes; this servant is merely stating the truth.”
"Get out! Disappear immediately!"
As Sui Mo was pushed out of the bedroom, a slight smile appeared on her lips the moment the door closed behind her.
No matter how unwilling they were, they still received a promise that medicines over a hundred years old were not to be touched.
But what Your Highness doesn't know is that the main ingredients in the elixirs they use in the palace are only twenty or thirty years old.
Those under 100 years old... they eat so well.
Besides cultivation techniques and diligent practice, there are many other factors involved in cultivation.
For example, elixirs, serendipitous encounters, broadened horizons, and personal experiences.
They didn't actually participate in disaster relief many times, but they witnessed a lot.
Upon encountering disaster victims whose lives were hanging by a thread and struggling on the edge of life and death, His Highness used his unprecedented medical skills as a last resort.
I saw piles of iron slag as high as mountains, and the miners who worked themselves to death in the mines so that their descendants could be freed from poverty.
They witnessed the black turtle hitting the dike, breaching its hole, and being submerged by the flood.
I witnessed Lord Yinzhe single-handedly controlling a giant ship to plug the breach.
I saw tens of thousands of laborers braving the heavy rain to repair the dike;
I witnessed the administrative system of Bailu County, which resembled that of Fengjing, and the warm hospitality of people who cared for the elderly and provided education for the young...
These experiences were unlike anything they had ever had before, and they tempered their character, which also helped improve their martial arts skills.
Actually, there's something that Suimo has been keeping from her. Recently, more than one or two people have come to her saying that they feel their cultivation has reached a bottleneck and there are signs of a breakthrough. Even she herself feels the same way.
One or two would be fine, but this has almost covered all the ink groups!
Sui Mo instinctively felt that it was related to His Highness, but reason told her that it was impossible; perhaps everyone had simply accumulated enough experience.
In any case, being able to use high-aged medicinal herbs to refine elixirs will increase the sisters' chances of advancing in rank.
Suimo straightened his chest and strode away with his head held high.
This is nothing compared to what's to come. When everyone in the Mo Group reaches the fourth rank, His Highness will finally show some compassion.
The old saying goes, "The poor study literature, the rich study martial arts," what a joke!
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