Half a month later, terrifying lightning suddenly gathered above the dense forest.
Dark clouds appeared out of nowhere, concealing the imminent, crackling thunder of the heavens.
The remaining people and animals in the dense forest vanished without a trace in an instant.
A powerful thunderbolt was about to strike, and a fierce wind blew incessantly above the cave, causing a small, fluffy ball crouching at the entrance to stagger and nearly be blown away.
Without hesitation, the little creature sank into the ground, its ghostly aura enveloping it.
The little tiger cub squatted there blankly, tilted its head, and scratched the dark cover on its body with its paw.
A hand materialized from the ghostly aura and gently rubbed the tiger's head in a soothing manner.
It was gloomy and dangerous, yet strangely revealed a hint of tenderness.
Zero's consciousness paused for a moment underground, but he did not control the ghostly energy.
...Was it something he did subconsciously?
What kind of monk was he in his lifetime?
At that moment, a thunderous roar erupted, bringing with it immense pressure as it descended from the sky.
At the same time, countless powerful figures looked towards the east.
There is also a powerful alchemy master refining pills.
Although there were only seven or eight Pill Saints, the powerful figures withdrew their gazes without paying much attention.
I didn't care much at first, but after the pill tribulation was completed, it didn't stop and seemed to be brewing again.
Instantly, countless powerful divine senses rushed eastward from all directions.
During the journey, Immortal Lord Zewu and Lord Yanshan met, both of them seemingly lost in thought.
It was probably caused by the Fairy of Sleeping Pillow.
Knowing the fairy's ways, we should probably try to stop those people.
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Each of the tribulations was more powerful than the last.
Song Tingwan silently watched the pill form condensing in the alchemy furnace, waiting calmly.
Finally, the three bolts of lightning struck, and the fragrance of the pills filled the air, spreading far and wide.
Song Tingwan put the pill into a specially made bottle, covered her face with a floral mask, and walked out of the cave.
After the alchemical tribulation ended, the sun shone brightly and warmly. Song Tingwan squinted and walked briskly. With a glance down, she saw the little tiger by the cave, sniffing the fragrance of the alchemical pills and looking drowsy.
Why didn't this little guy leave?
Before she could think any further, Song Tingwan bent down and scooped up the tiger cub, tossed aside a floating pine branch, summoned Ling, and tore open the teleportation talisman.
He spent the money one bill after another as if it were free, and used it to teleport himself directly from the east side of the mainland to the center.
The powerful beings who had come chasing the lightning tribulation, smelling the captivating fragrance of the pills, looked at the empty cave with great regret.
We were just a hair's breadth away from finding out which alchemy master was behind it.
"It's all your fault!"
The old man, who hadn't even had time to put on his outer robe, flung his sleeves and glared angrily at Sect Leader Yan and Ze Wu behind him.
"If you hadn't given me the wrong directions, we wouldn't be in such a situation where we can't find anyone!"
Yan Shanjun cupped his hands in a solemn manner and said, "This junior has made a mistake."
Immortal Lord Zewu was not so honest. He touched his nose and chuckled, "You wouldn't be able to catch up even without the two of us."
The fairy chose a great spot, which is both remote and far away. Luckily, she escaped quickly, otherwise there would be even more people asking for medicine in the future.
Each powerful figure has their own calculations, and getting to know a powerful alchemist would bring them countless benefits.
Unfortunately, this alchemist seemed unwilling to reveal himself.
"There have been more and more powerful alchemists in recent years," one of the experts remarked.
Immortal Lord Zewu raised an eyebrow and jokingly said without showing any emotion, "Immortal Lord, are you referring to the previous pill tribulations? The actions were similar in each one, so it's not impossible that it was the same person."
“One person? It is well known that refining an eighth-grade pill is extremely mentally taxing. After refining an eighth-grade pill, that person from Penglai secluded the furnace for a full ten years.”
Sect Master Yan chuckled quietly in the crowd. If they knew that Fairy Pillow Sleep had refined an eighth-grade Star Abyss Pill in just one month, they would be terrified.
The patriarch of the Hehuan Sect gave a captivating smile, "Just because that old man can't doesn't mean others can't."
The fox clan elder, who was at odds with him, snorted coldly, glanced at the cave entrance with his eyes, and suddenly exclaimed, "Oh dear!" as he picked up a floating pine branch from the ground.
Immortal Lord Zewu feigned surprise, "So today's Grade 8 pill was made by Fairy Zhenmian."
"That's not surprising."
Many powerful figures nodded in understanding, while the others asked in confusion, "Who is this 'Pillow Fairy'?"
The fairy of music cultivation standing next to the person smiled and explained to her, "You must have just come out of seclusion, right?"
The man nodded.
"The Pillow Fairy is a Pill Saint. She can easily produce seventh or eighth grade pills to heal old injuries and stubborn diseases. She can even save those with damaged divine senses. However, she only meets you by chance. Her face is covered with entwined flowers, and she has a ghost cultivator as her servant."
After saying that, his friend quietly pointed to the two arguing fox clan elders and the patriarch of the Hehuan Sect.
"See that? Those two were seriously injured back then, and their cultivation level dropped to less than 30%. It was Fairy Pillow Sleep who saved them."
The man was shocked. She was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, a level that had stagnated for countless people. Many people had not had the opportunity due to reasons such as inner demons and mental states, but she was unable to advance to the Great Ascension stage because her fighting spirit was exhausted and her meridians were damaged in a life-or-death battle during the Golden Core stage.
"How can we find this fairy!"
Sensing her urgency, the sound engineer told her not to rush.
"No one has been able to find her yet."
The man made up his mind and turned back to send people to search for the whereabouts of the Sleeping Fairy.
Among the powerful beings, Yan Shanjun, a junior, received the location and time from Fairy Zhenmian. His eyes flickered slightly, and he silently suppressed his joy.
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Thousands of miles away.
The tiger cub in her arms nuzzled against her palm. Song Tingwan walked through a secluded street in a small town, ghostly energy emanating from cracks in the ground beneath her feet.
"Didn't you take it with you? The little guy won't leave."
Zero's hoarse voice came from the ground, "It was placed far away, then it ran back."
It's extremely rare to hear anyone express zero frustration.
Song Tingwan chuckled, her slender, pink fingertips gently scratching the little tiger's chin. The tiger closed its eyes, looking completely blissful.
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