Mortal Alchemy

Chen Ping asked, puzzled, "Then why didn't you do that, Senior Brother Xu?"

Xu Fengshan gave a wry smile, "We've been in the Pill Hall for too long. Firstly, we don't know many spells, and secondly, we're more used to the stable income from the Pill Hall."

Three spirit stones a month, that's thirty-six spirit stones a year. The income is indeed not low.

Chen Ping nodded. This was good news for him.

But the prerequisite is that you have to cultivate to the late stage of Qi Refining.

Chen Ping used his Qi Observation Art to scan the Spirit Cuisine Hall, and many disciples, even in their fifties or sixties, were only at the eighth or ninth level of Qi Refining, and hadn't even touched the late tenth level of Qi Refining.

......

In a flash.

Half a year later, Chen Ping was sixteen years old.

He had accumulated enough resources to cultivate to the eighth level of Qi Refining and could seclude himself for four months.

"In the past six months, my time has been divided into three parts: one is refining Spirit Awareness Pills, once a day, which takes an hour, and I can steadily refine a batch every month."

"Then, one trip to the market takes six hours."

"Finally, there's cultivation time. Each month, I waste four days of cultivation time."

"That's forty-eight days a year..."

Compared to cultivating normally, secluded cultivation allows four extra days of cultivation per month. Accumulating this over time is also a significant number.

"If the goal is Foundation Establishment, Qi Refining cultivators must seize every moment."

If he had enough resources, he would have secluded himself until the Foundation Establishment stage. But even though he could refine Spirit Awareness Pills and earn more spirit stones than other disciples, he still faced immense pressure due to the age limit for Foundation Establishment.

Refining a batch of Spirit Awareness Pills gave Chen Ping a net profit of about fifteen spirit stones. After buying Qi Replenishing Pills for his cultivation, he had only five spirit stones left each month.

This day was his rest day. Chen Ping had just returned from the market, taken a bath to relax, and was sitting in the training field drinking tea and eating grilled spirit fish.

He planned to go to the alchemy room for secluded cultivation tomorrow.

"Knock, knock."

A knock on the door sounded.

Chen Ping was slightly stunned. Who would be knocking on his door?

He usually had very little social interaction. The people he had the most contact with in the Pill Hall were Xu Fengshan and Madam Huadie. Xu Fengshan would definitely descend from the sky on his large cattail leaf fan.

Madam Huadie would be guarding the warehouse.

Chen Ping got up and asked, "Who is it?"

A pleasant, cold, and steady voice rang out outside the courtyard gate:

"Junior Brother Chen, it's me."

Hearing this unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar voice, Chen Ping couldn't quite remember who it was, becoming even more puzzled.

But it should be someone he knew.

Chen Ping walked forward, released the restriction, and opened the door.

He saw a young girl in a cyan-pink Daoist robe standing gracefully outside the door.

The girl was tall and outstanding, with snow-white skin and a warm yet cold temperament. Her charming figure was extremely graceful and pleasing to the eye.

Her bright eyes were charming, possessing a natural, subtle, yet alluring charm.

Chen Ping couldn't help but stare blankly, somewhat unsure:

"Is it Senior Sister Mu Luofei?"

Only two years had passed, and the budding girl was now only fourteen years old, yet she was already beautiful enough to take one's breath away.

Seeing her, Chen Ping realized that the descriptions of national beauties in ancient books were real.

He also clearly understood what a femme fatale was.

A true peerless beauty doesn't undergo a great transformation at eighteen, but is beautiful from a young age, becoming more and more beautiful and charming as she grows older.

Mu Luofei smiled faintly, her warm and pleasant voice carrying a hint of elegance and strength:

"Junior Brother Chen, what's wrong? Aren't you going to invite Senior Sister in for a seat?"