The next morning.
A beam of sunlight shone through the window into the room, falling on the face of the sleeping Xiao Ling.
Frowning, Xiao Ling woke up in a daze from his sleep.
He stretched and gave a big yawn, muttering in his heart, “I haven’t slept this comfortably in a long time.”
Looking at the sunlight outside the window, Xiao Ling rolled out of bed and began to wash up.
“At this time, Xun’er should still be sleeping.
That girl never cultivates at night.
I’ll study alchemy for a while and then go find her.”
“Ding-ling-ling, ding-ling-ling.”
Xiao Ling, who was reading “Secrets an Alchemist Must Tell” at his desk, heard the bell in the room ring.
This bell was one of a pair that could sense each other’s situation; one was in Xiao Ling’s room, and one was at the gate of the courtyard.
He couldn’t help but feel puzzled, muttering in his heart, “Who is looking for me this early in the morning?
Does Xun’er know I’m back?”
Putting the book back on the shelf, Xiao Ling walked toward the door.
Opening the courtyard gate and looking outside, he saw a young woman in a purple dress.
The woman was tall, and although her cheeks were slightly thin, she had a rare beautiful face.
Her skin was as white as snow, and her features were like a painting.
What was most surprising was that this woman had waist-length hair that was a rare silver color.
The silver hair combined with the purple dress gave her a cold temperament that kept people at a distance, giving the feeling that she could be viewed from afar but not trifled with.
Especially her arms and beautiful legs wrapped in black silk; even Xiao Ling, who had experienced the baptism of various edited beauties in his previous life, couldn’t help but take a few extra looks.
Before Xiao Ling could come back to his senses, a gentle and melodic voice entered his ears, “Good morning, Junior Xiao Ling.
I heard before that you use cultivation to replace sleep every day, so I came to find you this early.
I didn’t disturb you, did I?”
Hearing this, Xiao Ling immediately came back to his senses.
I haven’t seen Senior Sister Han Yue in a week either.
We can chat for a while today.” After saying that, he pointed to the gazebo in the courtyard and walked up first.
Seeing this, Han Yue didn’t say much more.
She twisted her charming body and followed behind Xiao Ling toward the gazebo.
Once the two were seated, Xiao Ling took out two sets of tea sets and poured a cup of fragrant tea for each of them.
Glancing at Han Yue in the purple dress, Xiao Ling couldn’t help but mutter in his heart, “Purple really has a certain charm.”
Taking a sip of hot tea, Xiao Ling spoke first, “Is there something Senior Sister Han Yue needs help with?
If it’s something I can do, I will certainly do my best.”
Han Yue on the opposite side didn’t hesitate much and spoke, “I came to find you today to ask you to help refine two Purple Heart Barrier Breaking Pills and to discuss cultivation experiences with you.
Although you haven’t been in contact with cultivation as long as I have, your talent is extremely high, and you often have different understandings of cultivation, which might be beneficial to my own.
I will also share my cultivation experiences over these years with you, so we can both improve together.”
Rubbing his chin, Xiao Ling thought for a while: “Han Yue is someone from the Central Plains after all.
I can ask her about the situation there, so I can have more understanding of the Central Plains.
I can’t be ignorant of everything except the factions described in the original story.”
Having made a decision, Xiao Ling gave a gentle smile and said to Han Yue, “I am now a Tier 4 alchemist.
Refining this kind of pill is easy for me.
Discussing cultivation experiences is certainly no problem.
You’ve cultivated longer than me, so it’s good for you to teach me some experience.”
Hearing this, Han Yue showed a shallow smile and said to Xiao Ling, “Then I’ll trouble you to help refine the pills first.
I’ve prepared six sets of medicinal materials.
What do you want as payment for the refining?
I’ll see if I have it on me.”
Xiao Ling shook his head and spoke, “For payment, after I finish refining the pills, let Senior Sister Han Yue tell me some things about the Central Plains.
I will certainly travel there in the future.”
Han Yue nodded and replied, “That’s no problem.
I’ll tell you all the information I know later.
After saying that, she took out dozens of jade boxes from her storage ring, all of which were materials for refining the Purple Heart Barrier Breaking Pill, and handed them to Xiao Ling.
Taking the materials, Xiao Ling waved his hand and spoke nonchalantly, “Just knowing some common sense is enough.
In the end, I have to see it for myself.
Let’s see me refine the pills for you first.”
“Then I’ll watch your performance, Junior,” Han Yue replied.
Finding an open lawn, Xiao Ling took out a four-vent pill cauldron from the Twenty-Four Bridge Moonlit Night, injected beast flame, sat on the ground, cleared his mind, and began refining medicine.
Han Yue, sitting in the gazebo, watched Xiao Ling’s movements with interest.
On the lush lawn, the blue-pink flame flickered in the green shade, making the originally cool forest incredibly hot.
Xiao Ling’s face was calm as he watched the beast flame rising rapidly in the cauldron.
With a wave of his hand, the medicinal herbs on the ground slowly floated up and were finally thrown directly into the cauldron.
As soon as those herbs entered the cauldron, the flames swallowed them up, and in an instant, they withered rapidly.
In the gradual withering, dense small water droplets seeped out from the surface and finally slid down, hovering above the flame, rolling continuously.
By the time the medicinal herbs had completely turned into withered gray, the pure medicinal power contained within them had been completely forced out by the flames.
Therefore, their main bodies had completely become a pile of useless waste.
Xiao Ling used his soul power to throw the withered herbs out of the cauldron, letting them fall onto the grass nearby.
The moment they landed, they turned into a pile of gray ash and scattered with the wind.
Han Yue in the gazebo focused her gaze on Xiao Ling.
She saw his skilled movements in handling the herbs.
His clear blue-gold pupils were as transparent as a spring, and his long blue-silver hair was scattered over his shoulders, but it didn’t give a sense of discordance.
On his slightly immature face, there was no ripple of emotion, giving a sense of confidence that everything was under control.
Recalling the way Xiao Ling had inadvertently peeked at her just now, Han Yue’s face turned red.
She felt a mysterious sense of pleasure in her heart.
She shook her head and stopped thinking, continuing to watch in Xiao Ling’s direction.
Only she herself didn’t notice that at this moment, there was already a trace of faint tenderness in her eyes.