Female lead: No, it's me again??

Feng Siyue, panting heavily, shook her numb hands and walked over to sit down next to the fifth-tier Azure Sea Python. She patted its head and said, "You've worked hard, big guy."

Upon hearing this, the Qinghai python rolled its eyes, then let go of Feng Siyue and returned to the bottom of the lake on its own.

This human is so annoying!

Feng Siyue was caught off guard and fell backward.

This fall seemed to have triggered some kind of switch.

The spiritual energy around her subtly swirled and gathered above her head, while the medicinal spiritual power within her surged, breaking through the eighth level of the Spirit King realm with great speed, and her aura became even more solid.

His dantian was the size of two lakes, and his spiritual power expanded outward once more.

The abundant spiritual energy she received from her battle with the Azure Sea Python completely disappeared, and her whole body felt like it was breathing!

At the end of December, Feng Siyue finally reached the eighth level of the Spirit King!

It was truly worth it for her to come to Qinghai Mang for sparring every day!

He gets beaten up every day, his face bruised and swollen.

Fortunately, it worked.

Now, she should have no problem refining grade three pills, right?

Over the past three months, she has read most of the alchemy books on third and fourth-order pill formulas from her seniors and ancestors.

She could perfectly refine second-tier pills, but her spiritual energy became depleted when she reached the third tier.

It troubled her for a long time.

Feng Siyue stood up and called out to Xuan Li, who was dozing off on a rock, "Ah Li, let's go back!"

"what?"

Xuan Li, still half-asleep, straightened his back and rubbed his tired eyes. "Okay."

"The sun is perfect for sleeping today."

Back in the cave, Xuan Li lay down on the bed and closed his eyes, oblivious to the passage of time.

Feng Siyue took out the alchemy furnace and preheated it.

Today she tried the Heavenly Glaze Pill again, a pill she had failed at many times.

It is a elixir for treating and eliminating plague, made from the bark of the genus *Heliotropium indicum*, the root of the *Heliotropium indicum*, the stamen of the *Heliotropium indicum*, the silkworm, and the wings of the *Heliotropium indicum*.

The fig is a second-grade spiritual plant. It doesn't have any special abilities of its own, but it can soften the violent effects of the Gu Yuan Rui medicine without damaging its own efficacy.

The root of the Qingwen Bilian is a third-grade spiritual plant and the most important material for treating plagues.

The skin of the lotus root, the cold silkworm, and the wings of the delicate water butterfly are mainly used to repair skin or organs damaged by plague.

The materials for making second-tier pills are simple, usually one to four types.

However, for items above the third tier, the required medicinal materials increase significantly. For example, fifth-tier Heart-Protecting Pills and Detoxifying Pills require dozens of different materials to make.

Therefore, mental strength and sufficient spiritual energy are very important.

Feng Siyue took a deep breath, slowly put the medicinal herbs in with her left hand, and controlled the heat with her right hand.

The first thing she put in was the Gu Yuan Rui, a palm-sized yellow flower that was slowly melted into liquid. Then came the Wu Hua Cao, the Gan He Pi, the Leng Can, the Jiao Shui Hua Die Wings... and finally the Qing Wen Bi Lian Gen.

The root of the Qingwen Bilian is the root of the Bilian flower. It is mild in nature but extremely fragile, and can be burned to ashes even with normal heat.

So by the time it was time for that, Feng Siyue had switched to using both hands to control the heat.

Wisps of flame enveloped the finger-sized Qingwen Bilian root, slowly refining it to remove impurities. This process was extremely slow and posed a great challenge to Feng Siyue's mental strength.

Feng Siyue's spiritual energy was almost completely exhausted when the Qingwen Bilian root was being smelted to only half its extent. If this continued, the pot would likely still fail.

Before Feng Siyue could come up with a solution, her pot exploded again.

The explosive fumes spread through the cave. Xuan Li, who had been sleeping with her eyes closed, calmly moved the oil-paper umbrella away from her face. She opened her eyes and gently blew away the smoke that filled her vision.

"If you can't train it, maybe it's just not the right time yet. We might as well go and take a stroll around Thousand Water City."

The skillful technique seemed to have become a habit.

"Sell all the pills you've accumulated, and while you're at it, take a look at cultivation techniques and the like."

I've been in the Thorn Demon Forest for over three months, and I'm practically moldy.

"Moreover, the Sword Saint's Secret Realm will open soon, so you probably need to prepare early."

"If all else fails, isn't there still the Dream Flower that enhances spiritual power?"

Feng Siyue wiped the dust off her face. "That's right, you're right. We really should prepare properly."

These days, no matter how she tried to refine pills, she failed no less than thirty times!

Fortunately, she found a 100-year-old Dream Flower by chance, which gave her hope.

She waved her hand, and a burst of spiritual fire burned away the dregs of the medicine.

He then dusted off his sleeves and stood up, asking, "Shall we go now?"

Xuan Li's eyes lit up, "Great!"

Thousand Water City.

Feng Siyue and Xuan Li arrived at an inopportune time; a heavy rain began as soon as they entered the city.

Even with an oil-paper umbrella, one cannot escape the fate of having their clothes soaked by the rain.

The two searched for shelter from the rain on the street, and the uneven ground quickly filled with puddles of all sizes.

Xuan Li, feeling playful, deliberately stepped into these puddles, splashing Feng Siyue with dirty water.

Feng Siyue wasn't angry. Instead, she learned from Feng Siyue and subtly retaliated by wading through the puddles.

"Chu Han, you did this on purpose, didn't you?"

After being attacked by dirty water for the fifth time, Xuan Li called out the alias they had agreed on and acted arrogantly.

"No, with such heavy rain, we're bound to accidentally step on something. Luckily, there's a Guiyun Inn up ahead. Let's go in and take shelter from the rain!"